<?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-8626095591384972263</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:06:07.031+08:00</updated><category term='reflection'/><category term='business'/><category term='personal'/><category term='parables'/><category term='personal/friendship'/><category term='humour'/><category term='template'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='the weekends'/><category term='life'/><category term='quote/personal'/><category term='food/economy'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='personal/thoughts'/><category term='business/pets'/><category term='sales'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family/personal'/><category 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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-1338282331158041001</id><published>2010-11-17T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T01:29:09.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Find yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you gotta go find yourself&lt;br /&gt;You say you're becoming someone else&lt;br /&gt;Don't recognize the face in the mirror looking back at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you're leaving as you look away&lt;br /&gt;I know there's really nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Just know I'm here whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll let you go, i'll set you free&lt;br /&gt;And when you've seen what you need to see&lt;br /&gt;When you find you, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your time, i won't go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Picture you with the wind in your hair&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep your things right where you left them&lt;br /&gt;i'll be here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope you find everything that you need&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here waiting to see&lt;br /&gt;You find you, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get close if you're not there&lt;br /&gt;I can't inside if there's no soul there&lt;br /&gt;I can't face you, I can't save you&lt;br /&gt;It's something you'll have to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Come back to me, David cook-&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/8626095591384972263-1338282331158041001?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1338282331158041001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=1338282331158041001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1338282331158041001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1338282331158041001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2010/11/find-yourself.html' title='Find yourself.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-8794375874808882772</id><published>2010-11-13T10:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:36:55.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal/thoughts'/><title type='text'>Everything has its TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/TN3-LtnEwJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mTtEfV8okV8/s1600/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/TN3-LtnEwJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mTtEfV8okV8/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538862593911079058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today realizing that life doesn't owe me anything, i need to let go and enjoy the ride. Life is as beautiful as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm blessed beyond measure to be given a second chance with life. The accident gave me a whole new perspective about life and what's important.I've so much that I want to do in life.I want to see the world for instance.I want to taste, feel and see pretty things in life that God has blessed us with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Ecclesiastes 3 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" A time to heal"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to gain,&lt;br /&gt; And a time to lose"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to keep,&lt;br /&gt;  And a time to throw away"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to mourn,&lt;br /&gt;  And a time to dance"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to break down,&lt;br /&gt; And a time to build up"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to embrace,&lt;br /&gt; And a time to refrain from embracing"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to weep,&lt;br /&gt; And a time to laugh"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to speak"&lt;br /&gt;" A time to LOVE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those verses were like comfort food.grr..&lt;br /&gt;I find myself resting in this unexplainable peace. It's like someone holding my hands, telling me that everything will be okay, becca.it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally find myself understanding the word "work in progress". God's not done with me. I find myself being tested.Purified.Painful but I know i live. I live to document this life that I've been given and how I can be an impact for HIM.Somehow i find this obscure joy in me lately as God unfolds and reveals who He has made me to be.It's all part of HIS great plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a season and time for every purpose.All other things are vanity of vanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rest assured that in the grand scheme of things, God will make everything beautiful in His time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8626095591384972263-8794375874808882772?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8794375874808882772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=8794375874808882772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8794375874808882772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8794375874808882772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-has-its-time.html' title='Everything has its TIME'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/TN3-LtnEwJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mTtEfV8okV8/s72-c/IMG_0453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-8774774356487027194</id><published>2010-11-09T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:22:54.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>I just want you to know who i am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;when everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Goo goo dolls-Iris]&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/8626095591384972263-8774774356487027194?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8774774356487027194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=8774774356487027194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8774774356487027194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8774774356487027194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-want-you-to-know-who-i-am.html' title='I just want you to know who i am'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-6335606159134715648</id><published>2010-10-27T09:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:28:43.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>pieces.</title><content type='html'>I thought i knew what i've always wanted out of life.everything seem surreal for a moment.only for a fleeting moment and God decides to take it all away from me. I've lost a part of me.The part that i held on so dearly onto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do i want in life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will and will continue to seek with all my heart and find everything that I need and want out of life. (Jeremiah 29:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time heals all wounds.Would that shattered pieces and dreams ever be fixed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to allow HIM to work on those pieces, those broken dreams.That's the hard part.I need to.I will stand up again.I know i will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-6335606159134715648?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6335606159134715648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=6335606159134715648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6335606159134715648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6335606159134715648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2010/10/pieces.html' title='pieces.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-1446156998530310343</id><published>2010-10-27T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:14:07.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the matters of the heart'/><title type='text'>What's enough?</title><content type='html'>When's enough ENOUGH? you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is loving someone so much enough?Is giving your all and your best ever enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is putting your heart out to bleed ever enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never going to be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it will never be enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-1446156998530310343?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1446156998530310343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=1446156998530310343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1446156998530310343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1446156998530310343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-enough.html' title='What&apos;s enough?'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-4304859413852619649</id><published>2009-12-28T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:28:55.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal/thoughts'/><title type='text'>The gift</title><content type='html'>you once said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person..we'll know how to be grateful for the gift"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and i just want you to know that i'm sorry for taking you for granted.Though this may be a little late but I just want you to know that I'm forever grateful for the gift.&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/8626095591384972263-4304859413852619649?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4304859413852619649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=4304859413852619649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/4304859413852619649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/4304859413852619649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/12/gift.html' title='The gift'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-5187081523642137770</id><published>2009-12-11T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:03:08.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>I just haven't met you yet</title><content type='html'>I'm Not Surprised&lt;br /&gt;Not Everything Lasts&lt;br /&gt;I've Broken My Heart So Many Times,&lt;br /&gt;I Stop Keeping Track.&lt;br /&gt;Talk Myself In&lt;br /&gt;I Talk Myself Out&lt;br /&gt;I Get All Worked Up&lt;br /&gt;And Then I Let Myself Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tried So Very Hard Not To Loose It&lt;br /&gt;I Came Up With A Million Excuses&lt;br /&gt;I Thought I Thought Of Every Possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Know Someday That It'll All Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;You'll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;And I Promise You Kid That I'll Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Might Have To Wait&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Give Up&lt;br /&gt;I Guess It's Half Timing&lt;br /&gt;And The Other Half's Luck&lt;br /&gt;Wherever You Are&lt;br /&gt;Whenever It's Right&lt;br /&gt;You Come Out Of Nowhere And Into My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Know That We Can Be So Amazing&lt;br /&gt;And Baby Your Love Is Gonna Change Me&lt;br /&gt;And Now I Can See Every Possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Somehow I Know That It Will All Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;And You'll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;And I Promise You Kid I'll Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Say All's Fair&lt;br /&gt;And In Love And War&lt;br /&gt;But I Won't Need To Fight It&lt;br /&gt;We'll Get It Right&lt;br /&gt;And We'll Be United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Know That We Can Be So Amazing&lt;br /&gt;And Being In Your Life Is Gonna Change Me&lt;br /&gt;And Now I Can See Every Single Possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Someday I Know It'll All Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;And I'll Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;Promise You Kid I'll Give More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;Than I Get Than I Get Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh You Know It'll All Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;And You'll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;And I Promise You Kid To Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh Promise You Kid&lt;br /&gt;To Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Said Love Love Love Love Love Love Love .....&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Love .....&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Michael Buble-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SyJe553bP-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/2DxFhF7tt9Q/s1600-h/2850056659_dd15daa7c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SyJe553bP-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/2DxFhF7tt9Q/s320/2850056659_dd15daa7c9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413994050931605474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-5187081523642137770?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5187081523642137770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=5187081523642137770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/5187081523642137770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/5187081523642137770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-havent-met-you-yet.html' title='I just haven&apos;t met you yet'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SyJe553bP-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/2DxFhF7tt9Q/s72-c/2850056659_dd15daa7c9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-6285826630498031709</id><published>2009-08-30T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:39:34.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='/freelance'/><title type='text'>The Charles &amp; Keith attempt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SplZY-04szI/AAAAAAAAAU0/47_G34GVeMs/s1600-h/008_charles+%26+keith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SplZY-04szI/AAAAAAAAAU0/47_G34GVeMs/s320/008_charles+%26+keith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375425915959948082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                           Coming soon..........&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/8626095591384972263-6285826630498031709?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6285826630498031709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=6285826630498031709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6285826630498031709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6285826630498031709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/08/charles-keith-attempt.html' title='The Charles &amp; Keith attempt'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SplZY-04szI/AAAAAAAAAU0/47_G34GVeMs/s72-c/008_charles+%26+keith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-7421848430280237247</id><published>2009-08-29T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:08:14.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song/personal'/><title type='text'>While I'm waiting</title><content type='html'>I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Takeing every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve you while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting on You, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While I'm waiting, John Waller-&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6X71sXagUY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple song that speaks. I personally love this song and it's my prayer while I wait.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I love John Waller's voice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-7421848430280237247?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7421848430280237247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=7421848430280237247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/7421848430280237247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/7421848430280237247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/08/while-im-waiting.html' title='While I&apos;m waiting'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-3852539918092960812</id><published>2009-08-29T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:25:14.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales/thoughts'/><title type='text'>Paris Hilton, a sales person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Spk-X_CxUgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rL2nUrfk-oo/s1600-h/paris-hilton-400a012607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Spk-X_CxUgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rL2nUrfk-oo/s320/paris-hilton-400a012607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375396212024365570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If Paris Hilton were in sales, what would happen to the sales cycle? I wonder.I  could only imagine.Take a rich,young and hot heiress like her and make her a salesperson, it'll all be about HER. Probably her ratio of sales success would be 0: 0, 110% Paris? At least it's genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, I agree with Mike on what seem to her favorite subject and that would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;herself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Let's talk about me".&lt;/span&gt; (that's predictable isn't it? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, Mike has a point in pointing out that there are far too many salesperson who are like that, enamored with their product or company when most smart salespeople let the customers do the talking themselves and their business and what your products or company can do for the customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could recall when I first embark on the journey as a sales person, subconsciously I get all excited when I meet client. I tend to talk about our products, company and ourselves, neglecting the important bit: the client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always two side of the coin . On the other hand, I believe that Paris would make a good sales person and marketer. She brands herself pretty well. I can't believe I'm saying this but she's innovative, finding ways to sell herself and her brand that resulted into different product lines ranging from album to perfumes. Great job on the extensions but not on the focus part. Not too bad for a person who talks about nothing but herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think? I would like to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources taken : Mike Sigers.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.simplenomics.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-3852539918092960812?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3852539918092960812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=3852539918092960812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/3852539918092960812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/3852539918092960812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/06/paris-hilton-sales-person.html' title='Paris Hilton, a sales person?'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Spk-X_CxUgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rL2nUrfk-oo/s72-c/paris-hilton-400a012607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-4030352854639048016</id><published>2009-07-26T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:26:23.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure trip/work'/><title type='text'>The island</title><content type='html'>In a month, I'll be right here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SmxYmG2ayhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/z-uNeE1bKjI/s1600-h/pulau_redang_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SmxYmG2ayhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/z-uNeE1bKjI/s320/pulau_redang_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362758667988552210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White sandy beach, crystal clear blue sea........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-4030352854639048016?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4030352854639048016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=4030352854639048016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/4030352854639048016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/4030352854639048016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/07/island.html' title='The island'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SmxYmG2ayhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/z-uNeE1bKjI/s72-c/pulau_redang_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-2376257121312243536</id><published>2009-06-29T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:29:02.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/personal'/><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SkjaRLrw74I/AAAAAAAAAUE/R6E5c68jZp4/s1600-h/443630108_onetreehill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SkjaRLrw74I/AAAAAAAAAUE/R6E5c68jZp4/s320/443630108_onetreehill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352768145858817922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You left without saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find a way try not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Watching you being incinerate breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;The road to send you off seem so long.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you knew salvation.&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact that you're gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;May you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In loving memory of  Lee Kim Peow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-2376257121312243536?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2376257121312243536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=2376257121312243536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2376257121312243536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2376257121312243536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SkjaRLrw74I/AAAAAAAAAUE/R6E5c68jZp4/s72-c/443630108_onetreehill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-8029836128447157378</id><published>2009-06-13T17:02:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:43:23.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>With hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The frail look on your face now leave my eyes in tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It pains me to see how weak you've grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It aches me even more to know you couldn't recognize me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With those faded vision and impair hearing of yours makes it even harder for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They say your kidney, heart and lung fails you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Standing there, holding your hand, wishing I could do something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wishing I could ease your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You've always look scrawny but never this weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're a man with few words, making you unapproachable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you were one of the first few man in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could still remember. I could still recall how you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With your solid old blue Nissan, you used to bring me out with you every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ordering my cold barley and kaya toast at your favourite kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sacrificing your hard earned money just to give me a wonderful breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holding my little hands, driving me around town just to see me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You called me your favourite granddaughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Others grew jealous of how close we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You lightens up whenever you see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have a cute smile especially when you do not have those front teeth of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm glad I brought joy to your life just as how you've brought into mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mistakes and regrets, you said you have them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alas, we're only human and human are bound to make mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's the epitome of humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some were angry with what you've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some thinks you deserve this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some find it hard to forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I've forgiven you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As stubborn as you're, I'm glad you live to see me graduate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;83 years you've been blessed tremendously with the most loving wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A wife who has always been by your side till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish to have a love like yours&lt;br /&gt;Doctors said they can't do much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I pray that you'll find truth in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Though I never say this often but I just want you to know that I love you, ah gong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SjOSBFs8tyI/AAAAAAAAATk/3NBFZNnhtfs/s1600-h/grandfather-granddaughter-embracing_edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SjOSBFs8tyI/AAAAAAAAATk/3NBFZNnhtfs/s320/grandfather-granddaughter-embracing_edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346777730027140898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-8029836128447157378?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8029836128447157378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=8029836128447157378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8029836128447157378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8029836128447157378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/06/with-hope.html' title='With hope'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SjOSBFs8tyI/AAAAAAAAATk/3NBFZNnhtfs/s72-c/grandfather-granddaughter-embracing_edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-5404026452402090811</id><published>2009-05-08T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:06:48.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote/personal'/><title type='text'>The present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SgQRUb4WtoI/AAAAAAAAARw/LcPxQMOYKbo/s1600-h/lavender-field-daisy_75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SgQRUb4WtoI/AAAAAAAAARw/LcPxQMOYKbo/s320/lavender-field-daisy_75.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333406901492692610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is mystery, today is a gift, that's why it's called the present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blessed belated 21st birthday bro! (:&lt;br /&gt;7.5.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8626095591384972263-5404026452402090811?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5404026452402090811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=5404026452402090811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/5404026452402090811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/5404026452402090811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/05/present.html' title='The present'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SgQRUb4WtoI/AAAAAAAAARw/LcPxQMOYKbo/s72-c/lavender-field-daisy_75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-6952635556351956538</id><published>2009-05-04T20:21:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:54:39.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>The search is on NOW!</title><content type='html'>The Estèe Lauder Model Search is back once again. Catch the biggest event of the year. Got the looks and dream? Stop hesitating and let Estèe Lauder make you a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Sf7mlHbqYCI/AAAAAAAAARo/soPJNEm116Y/s1600-h/CIMG0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Sf7mlHbqYCI/AAAAAAAAARo/soPJNEm116Y/s320/CIMG0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331952534177865762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is sign up for Estèe Lauder Search Makeover package that costs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 280&lt;/span&gt; and you'll be entitled for-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your passport to your modeling dream-the entry form&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A full makeover makeup by Estee's make up artist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A hairdo by Miko hair studio &amp;amp; Academy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apparel by Eclipse ( i love the dresses! )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One instant A4 portrait&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photography by Professional Portrait Photographers &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RM230 redeemable for Estèe Lauder products ( this is the best part, you only pay RM 50 for the makeover!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A complimentary One-on-One Makeover voucher by Estée Lauder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The result?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priceless experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Sf7ljvN51_I/AAAAAAAAARg/YGtECGXe9vc/s1600-h/IMG_6852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Sf7ljvN51_I/AAAAAAAAARg/YGtECGXe9vc/s320/IMG_6852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331951410986211314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search caters to all women out there. Think you got the looks but not the age? Reminisce of the good ol' days? reminisce no more, now you can regain your younger days back by joining the category B - Estèe Lauder Search specifically cater to the sophisticated, hot matures- above 30 while category A caters to below 30 chickas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you waiting for? Go on and join now. Log on to - &lt;a href="http://www.esteelaudermodelsearch.com.my/"&gt;www.esteelaudermodelsearch.com.my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-6952635556351956538?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6952635556351956538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=6952635556351956538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6952635556351956538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6952635556351956538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/05/search-is-on-now.html' title='The search is on NOW!'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/Sf7mlHbqYCI/AAAAAAAAARo/soPJNEm116Y/s72-c/CIMG0933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-267547681095226139</id><published>2009-05-01T17:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:32:43.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales'/><title type='text'>Targets!</title><content type='html'>In sales, targets are meant to help you set your direction. Some find high sales targets ridiculous, some find it useful to challenge oneself. Some find high sales targets pressuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my sales targets....&lt;br /&gt;a) ridiculously high but not impossible&lt;br /&gt;b) keep me to my feet-focus&lt;br /&gt;c) challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, i was blessed and flabbergasted when i was told that i've achieved and exceeded my Quater 1 sales target! (: My first reaction when my name was called- i sat there quietly.dazed.incoherent. i was praising HIM for all that HE has done. I was so afraid to take this route initially, so afraid of not being able to cope but HE proved to me that HE indeed has a plan for me! Thank YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The achievers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(showing off our reward)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SfrJxvBll-I/AAAAAAAAARQ/7TA-5l9XUNY/s1600-h/102_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SfrJxvBll-I/AAAAAAAAARQ/7TA-5l9XUNY/s320/102_0379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330794965220300770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How often do you get to take a picture with your Ceo?Not often.&lt;br /&gt;Find out more in a day in a life of a business development  on twitter(weiai).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labour day! ( it finally applies to me! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-267547681095226139?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/267547681095226139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=267547681095226139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/267547681095226139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/267547681095226139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/05/targets.html' title='Targets!'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SfrJxvBll-I/AAAAAAAAARQ/7TA-5l9XUNY/s72-c/102_0379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-2063640288748225967</id><published>2009-04-25T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:54:09.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>conned</title><content type='html'>Twice in a month?! How naive! argh. i hate people who con ( using subtle strategy) people for living. I was nice enough to take pity on them and look what I've gotten in return? a thinner purse :( Nonetheless, i thank God it wasn't a large amount of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder: i have to be extra vigilant next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other note, i'm loving salsa! (: can't wait for every Tuesday to come so I can swirl, let loose and focus on somethingelse rather than work! The salsa heels? They're really pricey cause&lt;br /&gt;a) made of leather&lt;br /&gt;b) imported&lt;br /&gt;c)They're light&lt;br /&gt;d) enables you to swing, jump and kick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SfMi7JenYKI/AAAAAAAAARI/G0XQltC3ur0/s1600-h/LatinDancing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SfMi7JenYKI/AAAAAAAAARI/G0XQltC3ur0/s320/LatinDancing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328641183661383842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-2063640288748225967?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2063640288748225967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=2063640288748225967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2063640288748225967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2063640288748225967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/conned.html' title='conned'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SfMi7JenYKI/AAAAAAAAARI/G0XQltC3ur0/s72-c/LatinDancing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-6278507886701057736</id><published>2009-03-31T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:36:03.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>You belong to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You belong to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Jason Wade-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the pyramids around the Nile&lt;br /&gt;Watch the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;From the tropic isle&lt;br /&gt;Just remember darling&lt;br /&gt;All the while&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;See the market place&lt;br /&gt;In old Algiers&lt;br /&gt;Send me photographs and souvenirs&lt;br /&gt;Just remember&lt;br /&gt;When a dream appears&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be so alone without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll be lonesome too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly the ocean&lt;br /&gt;In a silver plane&lt;br /&gt;See the jungle&lt;br /&gt;When it's wet with rain&lt;br /&gt;Just remember till&lt;br /&gt;You're home again&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll be so alone without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll be lonesome too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly the ocean&lt;br /&gt;In a silver plane&lt;br /&gt;See the jungle&lt;br /&gt;When it's wet with rain&lt;br /&gt;Just remember till&lt;br /&gt;You're home again&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6 years from today yet this song reminds me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8626095591384972263-6278507886701057736?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6278507886701057736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=6278507886701057736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6278507886701057736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6278507886701057736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-belong-to-me-jason-wade-see.html' title='You belong to me.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-8467781184960515578</id><published>2009-03-21T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:27:13.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='template'/><title type='text'>Black.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going with black (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-8467781184960515578?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8467781184960515578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=8467781184960515578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8467781184960515578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8467781184960515578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/03/black.html' title='Black.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-9182199099841736297</id><published>2009-03-21T22:21:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:01:56.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business/pets'/><title type='text'>The $ales dogs.</title><content type='html'>Dogs!Today,I'm going to talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading this particular interesting book called "The sales dogs" by Blair Singer ( Rich Dad's advisor). Looking at the title, you would find yourself scratching your head wondering what dogs gotta do with sales? It doesn't make sense, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, taking up the new portfolio allows me to learn new things like this.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided to summarize it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True selling means being passionate about your company’s product/service, and being compassionate with the wants, solving problems, dreams and needs of fellow human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breeds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pitt Bull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUDr0WFoWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7bYxlWvPyC4/s1600-h/american-pittbull-ultimateblue2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUDr0WFoWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7bYxlWvPyC4/s320/american-pittbull-ultimateblue2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315658986501284194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The most aggressive. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Look at that face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) They attack with ferocity, aggression and tenacity. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Well, why am I not surprise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Strengths : Sheer power, fearlessness&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;( make more calls, sell more and filed more rejections)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;directness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Weaknesses: Lack of tactfulness, strategy and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I could easily identify this with someone who's in the management level:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Golden Retriever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUBFv_c1dI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lHB0WF2ptBA/s1600-h/1351-GoldenRetrieverPuppy30pcSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUBFv_c1dI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lHB0WF2ptBA/s320/1351-GoldenRetrieverPuppy30pcSmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315656133474309586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Customer service is everything! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Look at the adorable face, won't you succumb to their services?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) They believe that the more given to prospects, they more they'll love them and ultimately buy more! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;won't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Strengths : Build life long loyal customers, constantly add value to services, taking objections and bend over backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUBUarzD0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/4z0Unr1hyIY/s1600-h/Poodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUBUarzD0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/4z0Unr1hyIY/s320/Poodle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315656385452773186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Sophisticated, highly intelligence, conscious of looking marvelous, center of attention, life and soul of the party, a smooth operator- living in the fast lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Incredibly well - connected with most extensive  and exclusive network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Strengths: Impressive power of persuasion, consummate marketing, skilled in developing and implementing marketing tools/strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chihuahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUCI7GVo-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7IltZxnz4tU/s1600-h/Chihuahua121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUCI7GVo-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7IltZxnz4tU/s320/Chihuahua121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315657287507223522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Incredibly bright, technical wizards, Intense hyperactive, passion for knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) It's all about the facts, figures, data, market research and evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)  Strengths : Great in delivering proof, able to alleviate fear, impart wisdom and confidence in the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Weaknesses: Very emotional and paranoid. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basset Hound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUCAeSP8vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xrf3gkQYcYU/s1600-h/basset_hound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUCAeSP8vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xrf3gkQYcYU/s320/basset_hound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315657142333600498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Faithful, constant, dependable, the "begging", sympathy strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Seek personal connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Strengths: Integrity, consistency and trustworthiness. Build great long-term personal rapport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supermutt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUBmr9HMOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nT25A9diYMM/s1600-h/supermutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUBmr9HMOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nT25A9diYMM/s320/supermutt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315656699326443746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;awww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Combination of more than one breeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Strengths : They understand their natural strengths and work towards acquiring favorable traits of other breeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I want to be a supermutt!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;( not literally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the book, I find myself having fun&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;( annoying) &lt;/span&gt;identifying the breeds of my department peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;" You. The bull!", " Eh, you're a poodle! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, identify your breeds to help you maximize your strength and minimize your weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who say you can't sell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-9182199099841736297?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/9182199099841736297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=9182199099841736297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/9182199099841736297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/9182199099841736297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/03/ales-dogs.html' title='The $ales dogs.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/ScUDr0WFoWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7bYxlWvPyC4/s72-c/american-pittbull-ultimateblue2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-1105258480751293457</id><published>2009-02-01T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T15:31:43.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><title type='text'>Familiar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYRKZK0cQjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/45hwuJ1DS38/s1600-h/6a00d83451b31569e2010536e6ffb5970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYRKZK0cQjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/45hwuJ1DS38/s320/6a00d83451b31569e2010536e6ffb5970b-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297440857956041266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Found this from one of my favourite marketing guru, Seth Godin. Ironic it may seem but I guess this is how one works or should i say life is.The busy, happy and prosperous vs the lonely, scared and bitter. The two extremes. Sound familiar? i bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which category are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a choice. Go decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture/sources from seth's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-1105258480751293457?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1105258480751293457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=1105258480751293457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1105258480751293457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1105258480751293457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/02/familiar.html' title='Familiar?'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYRKZK0cQjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/45hwuJ1DS38/s72-c/6a00d83451b31569e2010536e6ffb5970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-7620621301306259078</id><published>2009-01-31T16:37:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:37:49.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendships'/><title type='text'>Updated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYQd1KmWNuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vB3nluPO39M/s1600-h/chinese-ox.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYQd1KmWNuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vB3nluPO39M/s320/chinese-ox.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297391860910012130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Chinese Ox Year!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (ah, my year *grins*)&lt;/span&gt; As promised. I'm finally updating this thing! Sue me. It's 2009 and I'm gonna be 24! The clock is ticking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I've been MIA for a bit. Blame it on work! Well, I know many of you have heard this from me probably a gazillion times? but once again, I would like to apologize for not being able to join you peeps for the many social activities planned. I feel bad.seriously. I will work out my social bit for '09, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been EXTREMELY busy with work.Gosh, I couldn't emphasize it more with the caps. Yes, work have been taking the life out of me especially with the gloomy economy situation.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh boy, here she goes again...."&lt;/span&gt;.I know many of you commented that I don't sound like a 23 . Instead, I sound so much older than my age! wouldn't know if it's an insult or a compliment. Nonetheless, I shall now refrain myself from talking about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. 2008 has past. Like every other years, I've done my part, reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a brief recap of 2008:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stepped into the working world. Trust me. It wasn't that fun after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Turned from a small town naive girl to a less naive(I would say, i'm a little street smarTER now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Officially started baking and cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Turned 23!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met and be friends with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joel Neoh&lt;/span&gt;. I must say he's one humble chap, probably one of the nicest young entrepreneurs that I've ever met(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt; from 98 Degree.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt; Yun (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marion&lt;/span&gt; Counter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mickey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minnie&lt;/span&gt; mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met some overinflated self- importance clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Learned how to deal with people. Two-faced people, mind you.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Thank you for giving me the experience of working with you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Learned how to handle office politics a little better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Made great new friends from company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stood up for myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Started kick-boxing, latin dance and gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Started going back and forth into the dating scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rejected great opportunities and awesome work offers. (darn, look how dumb i was back then)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYQbac-_VUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-1IjuYRAWAU/s1600-h/42-15205422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYQbac-_VUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-1IjuYRAWAU/s320/42-15205422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297389202965484866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Learned how to be a bigger person. Now, I finally know what's real forgiveness is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Learned how to handle stress and anger. Never knew I have that much anger in me till i started working. In need of a retail therapy and maybe an anger management?:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;From a direction noob to someone who can give directions. I've never driven so much in my life!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kick start the contact lenses project. One of the highlight of my 2008.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attended 3 weddings and a funeral.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traveled to Indonesia(for mission), Singapore, Hong Kong and Shenzen in a year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYQeNejW0vI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3kH-pMaciLI/s1600-h/8k28-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYQeNejW0vI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3kH-pMaciLI/s320/8k28-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297392278583038706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owned a Coach bag (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for 2009, I want to be a little more optimistic! With optimism, even the hardest challenges would seem easy. So, peeps, be optimistic even with the sluggish economy situation and things will go your way (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-7620621301306259078?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7620621301306259078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=7620621301306259078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/7620621301306259078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/7620621301306259078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2009/01/updated.html' title='Updated!'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SYQd1KmWNuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vB3nluPO39M/s72-c/chinese-ox.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-959370100864562407</id><published>2008-10-31T23:45:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:22:28.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendships'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's the end of the month. I've seriously lost track of time. Working late nights and weekends seem to be the only schedule lately. My mind has been filled with nothing but work. Pathetic huh?  i know this is bad but I've been under a whole lot of pressures lately. Coping with the new challenges, the higher expectations and a whole lot of responsibilities. Sometimes, you just wish that your bosses are merciful enough to give you some space to breathe though you can never escape those pressures from them. I guess I've been pushing myself too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really what I want to do in life? Can I really do this? I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm feeling rather melancholic right now but i will be fine. I guess it's time for me to take some time off before i find myself worn-out. I need to be still. I need YOUR strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that aside. The bright side? The belated dinners! ( i'm not complaining ;p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dinner that made my week was the ultimate birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking the effort to cook! The awesome night filled with not only the complete 3 course dinner (appetizer, pasta and the mouthwatering mini steak!) but also with the jazz performance at alexis after that. Yes, I met jeff from 98 degree!&lt;br /&gt;This was probably the best pressie that a 23 could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you're (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second dinner? The halloween cum birthday dinner. Zul, thank you for bringing me to this unique place not only it was filled with a whole bunch of creepy "ghosts" but the place was also equip with a live band. i didn't know "pontianak-s" could sing and play the drum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That basically sums up the past two weeks. Oh, it's halloween today. ( though i hardly care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQtEBFm-ZmI/AAAAAAAAANE/ifLtm-H1tmk/s1600-h/CIMG0738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQtEBFm-ZmI/AAAAAAAAANE/ifLtm-H1tmk/s320/CIMG0738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263375374988764770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hot Atilia &amp;amp; the jazz band. Alexis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8626095591384972263-959370100864562407?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/959370100864562407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=959370100864562407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/959370100864562407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/959370100864562407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween?'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQtEBFm-ZmI/AAAAAAAAANE/ifLtm-H1tmk/s72-c/CIMG0738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-6877178044324674353</id><published>2008-10-23T23:17:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:23:23.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>October Feast! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, it's the time of the year again. Nope, it's not what you think. This is our version of "October Feast", things are pretty much similar except for the beer part which was replaced by Tony Roma's ice lemon tea (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case some of you didn't know, the 5 of us came about this " october feast" thing due to our birthdays which happen to fall in the same month! practically, a few days gap from each other. Looks like October is a great month to get "busy" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History of our october feast :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006: Buffet, Equtorial Hotel&lt;br /&gt;2007 : Chilis, 1 Utama&lt;br /&gt;2008 : Tony Roma's, Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "peeps" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soly ( the tai kor)  : 2/10&lt;br /&gt;John Tan. D : 4/10&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Thien : 6/10&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Lee : 7/10&lt;br /&gt;Grace Goh : 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed fun celebrating together for 3 years now. Geez, time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this year lionel couldn't join us as he's been assigned to be in Germany for a month! man, that's so fun. I wish my company would send me to places like that too :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lionel, this post is dedicated to you. Yup, you missed the fun and the best part of all, the awesome food! *drools* the ribs! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCa5ZLw2rI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jZkAvRWzFK4/s1600-h/CIMG0698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCa5ZLw2rI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jZkAvRWzFK4/s320/CIMG0698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260374675572185778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ribs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCbRdKlriI/AAAAAAAAAME/uoAjs65EyvA/s1600-h/CIMG0699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCbRdKlriI/AAAAAAAAAME/uoAjs65EyvA/s320/CIMG0699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260375088957861410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cheesy chicken. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCbhcDJO5I/AAAAAAAAAMM/H5asCUjE-DA/s1600-h/CIMG0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCbhcDJO5I/AAAAAAAAAMM/H5asCUjE-DA/s320/CIMG0701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260375363536108434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ultimate steak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCdCz9yD1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/PFdBTZGJeLE/s1600-h/CIMG0696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCdCz9yD1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/PFdBTZGJeLE/s320/CIMG0696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260377036403380050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irresistible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCd7HSst5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/VAQFn_xeRlI/s1600-h/CIMG0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCd7HSst5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/VAQFn_xeRlI/s320/CIMG0695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260378003664058258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing Mr. Smiley. The different flavour of sauces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCeklW2YJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kkaXx4GL22M/s1600-h/CIMG0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCeklW2YJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kkaXx4GL22M/s320/CIMG0705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260378716109168786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the satisfied customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, how i love October!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQChkaIH7bI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rwQ6krH_Z3g/s1600-h/IMG_0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQChkaIH7bI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rwQ6krH_Z3g/s320/IMG_0659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260382011629497778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s: Blessed 23 babe!* hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-6877178044324674353?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6877178044324674353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=6877178044324674353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6877178044324674353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6877178044324674353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-feast.html' title='October Feast! (:'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SQCa5ZLw2rI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jZkAvRWzFK4/s72-c/CIMG0698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-2639189228338414662</id><published>2008-10-07T00:01:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:16:42.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal/friendship'/><title type='text'>23.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;22+1. With a blink of the eye, 23 years have past me by. Without realizing, my life has sped past me just like a bullet train. Just like that. It seems like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I''ve always wonder how it feels like to be 23. Does that mean i'm a little wiser now? Or perhaps a little mature? 23, you're neither here nor there. you're caught in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;At 23, i'm contented and loved. Not that i wasn't loved for the other years but this year, it's extra special. I have to say you peeps, yes, you, have add frills to my years. Thank you for all the advance wishes. Probably you were more excited than I am! Nonetheless, i'm touched. Really. I was blessed to have eaten so many dinners and cakes this year! argh, now you know where i got those extra pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Despite that, i'm more than blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I'm thankful for those 23 years of joy, laughter, hurt, pain, and tears. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What I am today is by &lt;span&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; grace. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My life is surrounded with love, with people like you:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU sammie,sui po, ashley,siew li, wing kor,lai heng, evonne,winson,wawa,bee lee and San for the surprise birthday dinner at TGIF! Thank you for embarrassing me and making it unforgettable :P Nonetheless, this is the best birthday I ever had. i was flabbergasted and touched * teary eyes*. Thanks for making it real for me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Sammie, thank you for the posh wine and dine. yes, we had lotsa fun and yay! i'm old enough to drink! haha. i hope my mom doesn't read this :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuXI74smTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jdcv-HRWxZ0/s1600-h/beck%27s23+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuXI74smTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jdcv-HRWxZ0/s320/beck%27s23+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254459570028058930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, and the mastermind behind the surprise dinner along with the useful tips of being a rich tai tai : &lt;a href="http://blessedsammie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://blessedsammie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blessedsammie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sui po, thank you for being you,the co-mastermind, cunningly tricked me into TGIF  .I love the Topshop purse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Jun ming, thank you for always being an awesome friend who never fails to remember my birthday. Thanks for the call from Melbourne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Subang couzies, thank you for the home-cooked dinner and the yummy blueberry cheese cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;dr. wong, thank you for the sms , all the way from across the pacific!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The sbgc church babes-yin, jen and peter’s other half: P, thank you for making me fat by dragging me along with your sinful indulgence of oreo mc flurry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CF peeps, thanks for the wonderful singing! you guys sounded so pro over the phone! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mei ying, thank you for the lovely card!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Daniel, thanks for bringing me to taste the scrumptious crepe cheese cake and for the lecture of me being 23 and still single! Rub it in: P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Denise &amp;amp; Tommy, for the Starbucks vouchers! i *heart* Starbucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;weiaun, thank you for being a great friend who surprised me with funny lame comments, for the movie and  sushi dinner at the Curve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Edmunde, thank you for calling and for being as witty as you're. so, you really gonna buy me dinner on your birthday as my birthday gift?HAHA!&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And for all those wishes, be it through facebook, sms or calls, THANK YOU! i'm touched in every way, well, just not the wrong way (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life. I thank God for each and everyone of you. i love the love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, who says you need a boyfriend to be happy? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-7.10.2008-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;the wonderful peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuR3P-EIII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FbjHh7kMUPM/s1600-h/CIMG0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuR3P-EIII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FbjHh7kMUPM/s320/CIMG0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254453768623497346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuVD1QKOQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7_YGC0G_huk/s1600-h/CIMG0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuVD1QKOQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7_YGC0G_huk/s320/CIMG0666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254457283324819714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The two best babes in the whole wide world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuWaS_Mk6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/3zGhTaRVK1A/s1600-h/CIMG0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuWaS_Mk6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/3zGhTaRVK1A/s320/CIMG0688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254458768775484322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuc3ORioZI/AAAAAAAAALU/cN_aUZumyAM/s1600-h/CIMG0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuc3ORioZI/AAAAAAAAALU/cN_aUZumyAM/s320/CIMG0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254465862796222866" border="0" /&gt;siew li!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOudK5dS3FI/AAAAAAAAALc/YwFrdKwtuwM/s1600-h/CIMG0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOudK5dS3FI/AAAAAAAAALc/YwFrdKwtuwM/s320/CIMG0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254466200805760082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girl who claims that she's demure :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOueWsp39nI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ljN4_LbuH2U/s1600-h/CIMG0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOueWsp39nI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ljN4_LbuH2U/s320/CIMG0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254467503038920306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The young at heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;more pictures to come.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/8626095591384972263-2639189228338414662?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2639189228338414662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=2639189228338414662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2639189228338414662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2639189228338414662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/10/23.html' title='23.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOuXI74smTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jdcv-HRWxZ0/s72-c/beck%27s23+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-5829946903581163677</id><published>2008-10-05T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:15:22.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal/thoughts'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOiS98oX-gI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MX-LPEj2wWI/s1600-h/girlGod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 77px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOiS98oX-gI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MX-LPEj2wWI/s400/girlGod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253610558272829954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8626095591384972263-5829946903581163677?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5829946903581163677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=5829946903581163677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/5829946903581163677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/5829946903581163677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/10/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOiS98oX-gI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MX-LPEj2wWI/s72-c/girlGod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-2462757291648895717</id><published>2008-10-04T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T00:23:10.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>The half korean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOeUR9NNX6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/h00zoea5b-Y/s1600-h/CIMG0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOeUR9NNX6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/h00zoea5b-Y/s320/CIMG0486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253330526559625122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the 1/2 korean who was:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- The CF president&lt;br /&gt;- A "boss" (not forgetting, he had a HOT secretary. i just   needed to mention that:P )&lt;br /&gt;- The part-time bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who is : -&lt;br /&gt;- A Maxis employee&lt;br /&gt;- talented, a keyboardist.&lt;br /&gt;- one of the eligible bachelor&lt;br /&gt;- still sepet :P&lt;br /&gt;- still staying in his cozy 'ghetto' with his bff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;- A charmer ( credit to the improvement of your pick up line skill)&lt;br /&gt;- A wonderful friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed 24th birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(oh, go choose a bag too! :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. To the babe who's having the time of her life in California, blessed birthday to you too! (:&lt;br /&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/8626095591384972263-2462757291648895717?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2462757291648895717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=2462757291648895717' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2462757291648895717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2462757291648895717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/10/half-korean.html' title='The half korean'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOeUR9NNX6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/h00zoea5b-Y/s72-c/CIMG0486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-1678854841510576158</id><published>2008-10-03T19:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:22:54.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/humour'/><title type='text'>She's 6.</title><content type='html'>I was practically amused and amazed by my little 6 years old couzie today. Yes, she's 6 yet she cries when her mom got her a short hair cut which i think she still look gorgeous and she sings to "Low" by T-pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that? No, i wasn't pulling your legs but yes, she sang to "low" and that's her favourite song for now. To add on to that, she owns a handphone with that ringtone! Gosh, at 6?! I guess they are growing up too fast. Perhaps, i'm growing old-ER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered back then at 6, i was still playing with dolls, "masak-masak" and my favourite song was probably barney's "i love you". Look, how kids nowadays evolved. They are learning things real fast. For all you know in years to come, probably there wouldn't be Humpty Dumpty anymore. Poor Mr. Humpty Dumpty would be replace by Mr. T-pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably the 'kiasu' environment that we live in and the growing media.Poor kindergarden teachers nowadays, they must be tired of catching up with those kids' fast pace. Back then, teachers were probably &lt;span&gt;tired of chasing monkeys like us who run around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love kids. i really do and my ultimate ambition besides being a rich 'tai tai' is to open a kindergarden. i guess there's a lot for me to learn from those little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOTqtEmgHMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MIpaKlypDpY/s1600-h/n670149337_801189_8054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOTqtEmgHMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MIpaKlypDpY/s320/n670149337_801189_8054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252581125471083714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's 6, my fave couzie &lt;3&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-1678854841510576158?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1678854841510576158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=1678854841510576158' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1678854841510576158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1678854841510576158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/10/shes-6.html' title='She&apos;s 6.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOTqtEmgHMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MIpaKlypDpY/s72-c/n670149337_801189_8054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-8437025616748515134</id><published>2008-10-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:12:16.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal/fashion'/><title type='text'>Want one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOTBaPl0jwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Gw_lDGsEA7A/s1600-h/bag18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOTBaPl0jwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Gw_lDGsEA7A/s320/bag18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252535722026766082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bags.You can never get enough of them. Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about this bag? Saw this bag from a website posted in a blog and i immediately love it! Brown classy, just perfect to go with any outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bag is from &lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt;handbagplanet.com&lt;/a&gt;. Never heard of them? That's because they are officially launching their site on the 15th of this month, which they are also giving out 24 bags within 24 hours with conjunction of their launch."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High fashion handbags without the high price&lt;/span&gt;". Interesting huh? It's amazing to see how new brands launch their marketing gimmicks nowadays. No more traditional advertisement tools but by using the miracle of web version 2.0, you get someonelse to do the marketing for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, i'm trying to vie for this bag. Well, who knows? This could be a perfect gift for my coming 23rd! *hint* :P&lt;br /&gt;so, why not log on to&lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt; http://www.handbagplanet.com/&lt;/a&gt; and grab one too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: blessed birthday soly! go choose a bag!(:&lt;br /&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/8626095591384972263-8437025616748515134?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8437025616748515134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=8437025616748515134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8437025616748515134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/8437025616748515134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/10/want-one.html' title='Want one?'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SOTBaPl0jwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Gw_lDGsEA7A/s72-c/bag18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-9211536558547955641</id><published>2008-09-28T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:17:48.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal/friendship'/><title type='text'>The baking attempt</title><content type='html'>I *heart* baking. Yes, i do. You would be surprised. The other girlie thing which i would like to do besides shopping is to bake! See, i ain't that shallow after all :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the heavy workload as I climb the corporate ladder in this rat race world, i hardly have the time to bake. Nonetheless, i still stand by to my ultimate ambition: to be a rich tai tai where i get to stay home and bake! don't we all have that ambition? :P&lt;br /&gt;However, rare occasions made me make time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say I've baked mind-blowing cakes but I'm satisfied with what I've TRIED baking so far. Well, at least those who ate survived. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous baking portfolio: muffins/cupcakes, sponge cake, apple pie(mummy's scrumptious secret recipe *wink*)&lt;br /&gt;And now, to add on to that I've attempted to bake my first &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate cake&lt;/span&gt;!(by request)&lt;br /&gt;Call me a freak but nope, i still do NOT fancy chocolates (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to my experimental baking story, here are some pictures of the process:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN9cwiqEfiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/RFQO0VVhqBI/s1600-h/CIMG0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN9cwiqEfiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/RFQO0VVhqBI/s320/CIMG0622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251017679544024610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-M__SJJwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N7c2H7EQ2KM/s1600-h/CIMG0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-M__SJJwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N7c2H7EQ2KM/s320/CIMG0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251070721484465922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the result from the hard work ( sweat + saliva) poured in as I attempt to bake a birthday cake this weekend for an old friend. The taste? priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-Qj1nkgRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nBhv5Q0S5ug/s1600-h/CIMG0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-Qj1nkgRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nBhv5Q0S5ug/s320/CIMG0645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251074635900158226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;Ta da!&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-P2eKOVUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8t9fAPiGRFM/s1600-h/CIMG0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-P2eKOVUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8t9fAPiGRFM/s320/CIMG0649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251073856508941634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;Rebecca's version of choco cake. It looks more like a brownie :P&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, the cake turned out fine. Mummy would seriously be proud of me. Thanks for lending me your precious oven (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-SHpDT89I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uVq7b33nltM/s1600-h/CIMG0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-SHpDT89I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uVq7b33nltM/s320/CIMG0644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251076350513771474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;The white mouse.&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( well, one thing wise about getting a doctor as your white mouse is you get to save up on medical fees for the post effect from consuming my food! haha. Looks like  i've made the right choice in choosing the right white mouse to take up the challenge:P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-RaYk7pTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/H5XbytZhwus/s1600-h/CIMG0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN-RaYk7pTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/H5XbytZhwus/s320/CIMG0647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251075572997268786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed quarter century uncle! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;pics&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm glad you liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pics&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-9211536558547955641?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/9211536558547955641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=9211536558547955641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/9211536558547955641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/9211536558547955641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/09/baking-attempt.html' title='The baking attempt'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SN9cwiqEfiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/RFQO0VVhqBI/s72-c/CIMG0622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-6491534022140308782</id><published>2008-09-19T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:50:41.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>The wants.</title><content type='html'>Tiffany &amp;amp; Co. has been the world's premier jeweler and America's house of design since 1837. From Tiffany &amp;amp; Young, a stationery and fancy goods emporium to Tiffany &amp;amp; Co that introduced the engagement ring as we know it today.  How inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's diamond? marvelous! I would kill to own one :P sighs, all the wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SNOfNmx1JVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HMs4AGwGo7E/s1600-h/please_return_to_tiffany__co_heart_bracelet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SNOfNmx1JVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HMs4AGwGo7E/s320/please_return_to_tiffany__co_heart_bracelet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247713046913426770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This, i like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But nowhere is a Tiffany diamond more beautiful or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    more treasured than in its place of honor, on the hand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    of a woman."  - Tiffany &amp;amp; Co -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-6491534022140308782?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6491534022140308782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=6491534022140308782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6491534022140308782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6491534022140308782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/09/wants.html' title='The wants.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SNOfNmx1JVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HMs4AGwGo7E/s72-c/please_return_to_tiffany__co_heart_bracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-1349914568368205068</id><published>2008-08-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:14:53.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parables'/><title type='text'>The pencil parable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SK7UTTMeN0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/aYWiJeHND2s/s1600-h/10267_pencil_mascot_cartoon_character_waving_and_pointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SK7UTTMeN0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/aYWiJeHND2s/s320/10267_pencil_mascot_cartoon_character_waving_and_pointing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237356844713654082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a parable worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, the Pencil Maker spoke to the pencil saying " There are 5 things you need to know before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and you'll become the best pencil you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You'll be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in Someone's hand.&lt;br /&gt;2. You'll experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but this is required if you are to become a better pencil.&lt;br /&gt;3. You have the ability to correct any mistakes you might make.&lt;br /&gt;4. The most important part of you will always be what's inside.&lt;br /&gt;5. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write. You must always leave a clear, legible mark no matter how difficult the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, replace the pencil with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We'll be able to do many great things but only if we allow ourself to be held in God's hand and allow other human beings to access us for the many gifts we are blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;2. We'll eventually experience a painful sharpening from time to time, by going through various problems. However, we need them to help us become a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;3. We'll be able to correct mistakes we've make or grow through them.&lt;br /&gt;4. The most important part of us will always be what's on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;5. On the surface we walk, we must leave our mark. No matter what, we must continue to serve HIM in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this parable definitely serve as a gentle reminder for me from time to time especially during the sharpening phrase. We are like pencils, created by the Maker for a unique and special purpose. We will become the best person we can be if only we allow HIM to work in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were made to do great things! -Anon-&lt;br /&gt;Yes, each one of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-1349914568368205068?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1349914568368205068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=1349914568368205068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1349914568368205068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1349914568368205068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/08/pencil-parable.html' title='The pencil parable'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SK7UTTMeN0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/aYWiJeHND2s/s72-c/10267_pencil_mascot_cartoon_character_waving_and_pointing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-7022987530677273000</id><published>2008-07-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:32.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the weekends'/><title type='text'>Singapore! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIX0fyQ3QCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/busUB9CuyPo/s1600-h/CIMG0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIX0fyQ3QCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/busUB9CuyPo/s320/CIMG0584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225851769538953250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here’s a little update on what I’ve been up to. As most of you know, I work on most weekends. (So stop whining if you think your job is bad enough! P)&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, the recent weekend I had the opportunity to finally take a break. Instead of hibernating at home, I’ve decided to pack my bags and take a short adventurous trip down to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. (It was partially planned actually). I was supposed to go down for an interview but due to unforeseen circumstances I have to let it pass. :(  However, that didn’t stop me from being excited about the trip.   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The trip started off after work on Friday. 3 hours to kill in Pudu, (I don’t know what I would do without Mc.D!) 5 hours spent in the bus, reaching the immigration at some ungodly hour, 3.30am (For the first time, I' felt like a “pendatang asing”) and we finally reached &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; at 4.00am!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day 1.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Orchard Road&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;, Bugis and Malls!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Agenda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;SHOP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;                SHOP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                  and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;               SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We really had a great time doing nothing except buying stuff and I thought I missed the sales! Gosh, everything seem so cheap! Topshop, Dorothy Perkins, MNG, CK… (I just wish I had MORE money but then again this is the time to put self-control into practice) : P I can’t deny that shopping is truly a good stress therapy and a costly one too. Talking about maximizing time, we, girls really did! We shopped from 10am to 12 am! ah, bliss. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIX15sFiRSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8QPRPAOTkOk/s1600-h/bugis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIX15sFiRSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8QPRPAOTkOk/s320/bugis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225853314069054754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;       The famous Bugis Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day 2.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of sleep and food!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Singapore Chicken rice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Japanese Ramen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Achieved during the weekend:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A working leather bag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A Topshop coat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A pair of shoe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pretty bracelet from Diva&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pierre Cardin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Johnson &amp;amp; Johnson Lotion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and I managed to finish a book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I really had an awesome time and I know I couldn’t make it without the two babes.Thank you for making the trip possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIX3X17vr6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/7WBWvdkqdyk/s320/CIMG0583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225854931620048802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;San, thank you for making this tiring trip awesome and of course for walking 14 hours non-stop with me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIiby4nSx-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/tNORHdkS9Bw/s1600-h/CIMG0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Eve- (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Malaysian turned Singaporean babe&lt;/span&gt;), thank you for being my tour guide and for the wonderful hospitality.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIiYW6RofYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/m_SDMxlIteY/s1600-h/CIMG0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIiYW6RofYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/m_SDMxlIteY/s320/CIMG0612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226594886931217794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIiU96hBh2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/LSxclvOhWZI/s1600-h/CIMG0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIiU96hBh2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/LSxclvOhWZI/s320/CIMG0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226591158964160354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIiby4nSx-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/tNORHdkS9Bw/s1600-h/CIMG0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIiby4nSx-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/tNORHdkS9Bw/s320/CIMG0610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226598666056419298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No doubt, I fell in love with &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-7022987530677273000?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7022987530677273000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=7022987530677273000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/7022987530677273000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/7022987530677273000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/singapore.html' title='Singapore! (:'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SIX0fyQ3QCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/busUB9CuyPo/s72-c/CIMG0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-2567216406335762405</id><published>2008-07-08T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:11:08.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song/lyrics'/><title type='text'>Feels like falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like Falling - Mei Chern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I fall asleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you'd be there tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and I'll kiss you like I kissed you for the first time&lt;br /&gt;When I wake I'll find you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting by my driveway smiling&lt;br /&gt;And singing songs that'll make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Now so tell me tell me&lt;br /&gt;Do you mean what you say&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm tired tired of the games we play&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby do you know if this means goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like falling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering where I stand&lt;br /&gt;Before you go again&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna say it loud&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with your life as such&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don't even know&lt;br /&gt;How a snow can make me smile so much&lt;br /&gt;And then you turn around and say&lt;br /&gt;That it will be okay&lt;br /&gt;But your empty words&lt;br /&gt;Are nothing to me nothing to me now&lt;br /&gt;So tell me tell me&lt;br /&gt;Do you mean what you say&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm tired tired of playing the games we play&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me now&lt;br /&gt;Cos I just cant say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like falling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering where I stand&lt;br /&gt;Before you go again&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna say it loud&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you now&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again and it feels like falling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering where i stand&lt;br /&gt;Before you go again&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna say it loud&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you'd be there tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you like I loved you before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to this song over and over again. A song that I could relate to from the start. you, I don't need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a beautiful song written by Mei Chern, our very own local talent. I must say I'm proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/meichern&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-2567216406335762405?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2567216406335762405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=2567216406335762405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2567216406335762405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2567216406335762405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/feels-like-falling.html' title='Feels like falling'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-2662814090408206285</id><published>2008-07-05T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:33.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food/economy'/><title type='text'>We like spud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SG-fflDD4JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VYidlXpnQ1A/s1600-h/potato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SG-fflDD4JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VYidlXpnQ1A/s320/potato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219565858015404178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're not a spud lover you'll become one after reading this post. I never really bother much about food as I'm basically not a food lover even though I'm constantly surrounded by people who are food freaks!. Anyway, I just read something pretty interesting from "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Economist&lt;/span&gt;" and I would like to share it with you since I'm a spud lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about this world's fourth-most-important food crop which provides more calories, using less land, grows quickly in wider range of climates than the other plants.The wonder food after maize,wheat and rice. It is, of course, non other than the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;potato&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking why potato? Let me tell you something that most of us are unaware of or we easily overlooked of its influence on world history. We often take potato for granted but do you know that this humble yet changing tuber is intertwined with economic development, trade liberalisation and globalisation? Besides tasting yummy, this meek food not only provide a cheap source of calories but its value lies in its high yield and almost perfect balance. Potatoes can produce more energy per unit area per day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's backtrack to some history of potato. ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alright, I could see you yawning but bear with me cause it gets more interesting). &lt;/span&gt;Back then, potato was thought to be an aphrodisiac ( to cause leprosy or to be poisonous and to be fit only for animals ) but it slowly caught on as it merits in times of war and famine and a wonder-food for the poor. However, modern effort of understanding the genetic of potatoes showed that the spud could lead to more disease-resistant varieties. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(* Propitious Esculent: The potato in world history by John Reader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SG-d7K_HCsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QjHjirEhtFI/s1600-h/french+fries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SG-d7K_HCsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QjHjirEhtFI/s320/french+fries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564133032594114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spuds are known in the form of French fries, served alongside with Coca-Cola and burgers in this YouTuber generation and its now an icon of globalisation. See? The turnaround scepticism when spud first greeted us back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashed, boiled,fried and roast, a tuber, unlikely as it seems changed the world. Therefore, never underestimate the food that you are about to take. So, each time you take in potato, remember its value. People, start eating potatoes today! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-2662814090408206285?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2662814090408206285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=2662814090408206285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2662814090408206285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2662814090408206285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-like-spud.html' title='We like spud!'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SG-fflDD4JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VYidlXpnQ1A/s72-c/potato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-6054816665377069397</id><published>2008-07-02T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:34.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>The event.</title><content type='html'>Pictures speak a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGuSZYctQaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pDvAfE7HFlU/s1600-h/pg2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGuSZYctQaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pDvAfE7HFlU/s320/pg2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218425557996093858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGuT6CZGRbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/r8XTG6E-PDA/s1600-h/pg3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGuT6CZGRbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/r8XTG6E-PDA/s320/pg3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218427218522686898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGzmzmr0pkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zfiW6c_fhcE/s1600-h/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGzmzmr0pkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zfiW6c_fhcE/s320/DSC_0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218799842447631938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGuTAe2Jg6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fjdcynkk_bM/s1600-h/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGuTAe2Jg6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fjdcynkk_bM/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218426229728314274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event finally ended. It ended with a bang! Well, at least the bosses are smiling. It was indeed a bittersweet experience. After much long hours of hard work, waking up at 4am, working 26 hours on weekends, 13 hours of walking with heels ( the price of vanity :P ), bombing cars with postcards, carrying lots and lots of magazines and it was all worth while to see the smile on people's face, knowing that we've done something right. A job that puts a smile on people's face, catering to their needs and  helping them to make informed decisions. Well, this is what I do. This is my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-6054816665377069397?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6054816665377069397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=6054816665377069397' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6054816665377069397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/6054816665377069397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/event.html' title='The event.'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGuSZYctQaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pDvAfE7HFlU/s72-c/pg2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-761552206138346218</id><published>2008-06-30T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:34.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>What's your Market Value-Time Ratio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGkMFRt0FFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kE3MGuyzf7o/s1600-h/Fairness%2Bcartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGkMFRt0FFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kE3MGuyzf7o/s320/Fairness%2Bcartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217714928079869010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want MORE? More out of everything- More out of your life, your career and even your bank account? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( I'm sure most of you would be nodding your head, agreeing with the last one. I wouldn't mind having MORE in my bank account though ;P ) &lt;/span&gt;Ironically, the more you realise something significantly and subtly 'more' is required of those who are succeed notably in life!&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time is Money&lt;/span&gt;"- the famous dictum and that's what most successful corporate person would tell/ brainwash you. However, this is an observation during the 18th century by Benjamin Franklin, one of the most influential American founding fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue of time management just struck me as I've been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; busy, fully occupied with overflowing workload and several questions posted in an article by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rajen Devadason&lt;/span&gt; on pragmatic time management had me thinking for a bit. Did I mismanaged my time?  Somehow, if you learn how to manage your time better than everyone else around you, the chances are you'll be on your way to your personal advancement. Your superiors will recognise the exceptional catch that you are and increase your pay. On the other hand, competitors will hear through professional grapevine that you are something preeminent and make an attractive bid for your services. It's a win-win situation either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought what are you worth in the job market? The recent CNBC article by CNBC executive producer Alex Crippen, entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warren Buffett's performance/Pay Ratio Gets Even Bigger &lt;/span&gt;pointed out that the world's most famous investor was astoundingly underpaid as the CEO of Berkshire Hathaway. Can you believe this? Berkshire has the highest share price amongst all listed companies around the world! A share of Berkshire is more than US$130,000. I repeat, one share = US$ 130,000! ( gosh, not even in RM ). If he's underpaid, I guess I'm under, under below underpaid? ( Let's just hope my bosses don't read this) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Rajen, if we are paid money for the work we do and if time is indeed equivalent to money, then it makes sense for us to focus on enhancing our personal productivity. He believes that each of us should  ratchet up our personal market value to time expended ratio. The market value-time ratio signifies how effective we have been in accumulating to create value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His article got me thinking about the effectiveness if each of us raises our personal value, market value-time ratio in our job to what we're paid. Anyway, the focus should also be on raising personal capacity to make improvement toward your financial goals. This could be done by steadily raising your ability to get more done in less time! Frankly, I'm personally struggling with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're with me, here are two steps according to Brian Tracy on achieving the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Start immediately on Priority number ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop indulging in procrastinating low value activities. This also contributes to the way you behave when you begin work. Prioritize and start doing! ( My bosses never seize to remind us to prioritize and dive straight into things so we can help them make most money over the long haul )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Create set time periods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reserving your highest energy time slot for the high value activities such as calling clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGkNQ3bumhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FUWyb-vUTjY/s1600-h/alarm-clock-ringing%5B4%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGkNQ3bumhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FUWyb-vUTjY/s200/alarm-clock-ringing%5B4%5D.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217716226694748690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to elevate my market value-time ratio ( RM, per unit time (  usually per hour) ) to increase effectiveness, to set stage to manage my cash flows patterns and saving habits. So, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Acknowledgment: "What's your Market Value Time-Ratio" by Rajen Devadason )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-761552206138346218?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/761552206138346218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=761552206138346218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/761552206138346218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/761552206138346218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-your-market-value-time-ratio.html' title='What&apos;s your Market Value-Time Ratio?'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SGkMFRt0FFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kE3MGuyzf7o/s72-c/Fairness%2Bcartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-2727899194240929855</id><published>2008-06-19T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:35.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>Girls &amp; Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvaU0riR_I/AAAAAAAAADg/f9wO4RqX8V8/s1600-h/ballack_en.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvaU0riR_I/AAAAAAAAADg/f9wO4RqX8V8/s320/ballack_en.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001044884965362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             Ballack [sexy!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOAL! Germany- a 3-2 victory over Portugal! Way to go, Ballack. The heat of EURO 2008 has gotten many excited, adrenalines pumping, dominating brains, heavy eye bags and sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;Its the season for the funny old game. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Makan, tidur dan minum bola! &lt;/span&gt;In conjunction of that, I've decided to write a post to spice up the season. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football, world's most popular sport. Frankly, I don't know much about football but I'm definitely a fan of Manchester United! Man Utd -my all time champion. (No offense. Liverpool fans. boy, I'm getting myself into trouble ;P ) Yes, I know I'm not even talking about EURO but who cares, its still football, right? haha. I would prefer EPL anytime. Ah, not forgetting Ronaldo, my boy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, football is definitely an interesting game to watch!&lt;br /&gt;Watching a football match is like risking yourself to a higher chance of getting a &lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myocardial infarction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Your heart beats so fast, probably 10 times faster than usual especially when your team gets a penalty kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls and football? Sounds like the ultimate interest of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; guys. If not, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOST&lt;/span&gt; guys.&lt;br /&gt;What's a football anyway? Is football all about scoring and stopping goals? What's an offside? Foul play? Does all these even make sense to you, girls? It doesn't.At least for me. :P The football formula for girls = hot stuff! (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[ Note: This does not apply to ALL girls so thou shall not generalize]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, having said that, have you ever wonder what girls think about football?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you are dying to know huh? Thus, I did a little research on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she says&lt;/span&gt;" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you think about football?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Sexy players? Well, I don't give a damn about football!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2 : Hot sweaty guys? Check out those biceps and triceps! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 3: * Blank stares* huh? Foot what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 4 : 11 stupid guys chasing a ball? or is it 10? oh, who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 5 : It's the best game on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 6 : I like footballers. They are so handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rather interesting, I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;Credit should be given to a friend whom I was chatting with a few days back. He puts that captivating thought in my head when he randomly asked me what girls think about football and  that got me thinking for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvaeMxKevI/AAAAAAAAADo/y3J8ipHktpI/s1600-h/manutd-cristiano-ronaldo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvaeMxKevI/AAAAAAAAADo/y3J8ipHktpI/s320/manutd-cristiano-ronaldo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001205969844978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Cristiano Ronaldo [hot stuff! (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvape_DXfI/AAAAAAAAADw/hxV2eK7cXj8/s1600-h/lampard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvape_DXfI/AAAAAAAAADw/hxV2eK7cXj8/s320/lampard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001399838498290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Lampard [double hotness!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvaytEE5xI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4MY5WL-zpE0/s1600-h/ronaldo-simpsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvaytEE5xI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4MY5WL-zpE0/s320/ronaldo-simpsons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214001558236489490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Even Homer loves football!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you men out there who don't think women know football, think again. We may not know as much but we do appreciate football!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who wants to give me a football lesson? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-2727899194240929855?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2727899194240929855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=2727899194240929855' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2727899194240929855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/2727899194240929855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/06/girls-football.html' title='Girls &amp; Football'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFvaU0riR_I/AAAAAAAAADg/f9wO4RqX8V8/s72-c/ballack_en.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-46654359394601288</id><published>2008-06-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:36.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Cover girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfFY5MflXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sL0kamggCaE/s1600-h/cleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfFY5MflXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sL0kamggCaE/s320/cleo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212852125165393266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What catches your eyes when you first pick up a magazine? The colour? The boldness of the word? The catchy taglines? and what usually stays in your mind after flipping through the magazine? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess 80% of us will remember the cover right? see. what makes one stands out is the girl on the cover(: . Trust me. Time has change for the publishing company. This theory also applies to the educational publishing sector as well. Through my observation, guys DON'T read educational magazines. No offense. We have to put some gorgeous girl who looks like an Asian Jessica Alba to attract them to read what's inside!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfP8QSfOvI/AAAAAAAAADU/Bk8yj7bjdw0/s1600-h/GRADAsia-CoverIT-72dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfP8QSfOvI/AAAAAAAAADU/Bk8yj7bjdw0/s200/GRADAsia-CoverIT-72dpi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212863727776250610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( Guys, I'm just stating the fact.You would agree with me, won't you?:P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about this new project that I was called to do. It's another opportunity of a lifetime! I will not reveal for now but I will share with you the experiences once it's all good to go. So, stay suspense people and welcome the new cover girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfMJE2FyzI/AAAAAAAAACs/wgvgvrHdVNM/s1600-h/Cosmo_-_13_feb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfMJE2FyzI/AAAAAAAAACs/wgvgvrHdVNM/s200/Cosmo_-_13_feb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212859549996141362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfNBn9j-jI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MGZnkTLJc0U/s1600-h/0013729c050d08c8723c20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfNBn9j-jI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MGZnkTLJc0U/s200/0013729c050d08c8723c20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212860521495394866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-46654359394601288?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/46654359394601288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=46654359394601288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/46654359394601288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/46654359394601288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/06/cover-girls.html' title='Cover girls'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFfFY5MflXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sL0kamggCaE/s72-c/cleo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-1850533307310953604</id><published>2008-06-16T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:36.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>What every good marketer knows</title><content type='html'>People, how would you define a good marketer? Someone who's good? Someone who can make you buy things that you don't even need in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your definitions are, let's see if I'm one! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Seth Godin (one of my favourite author) , every good marketer knows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anticipated, personal and relevant advertising always does better than unsolicited junk.      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( I'm totally with you, Seth. It's all about the personal touch. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Making promises and keeping them is a great way to build a brand. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( Yup, I know this one! That's why I'm doing it now. I promise them a whole lot of career information and they are getting it by reading GRADAsia! sorry, self brand promo )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your best customers are worth far more than your average customers. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( Well, it's not easy to get your best customers. If you ever get them, keep them! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marketing begins before the product is created. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Hmm...tricky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People are selfish, lazy and uninformed and impatient. Start with that and you'll be pleasantly surprised by what you find. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(oh yeah. Definitely.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People don't buy what they need. They buy what they want! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I don't need to know this cause I fall into this category!=(   )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Good marketers tell a story&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I love stories! Yes, I do share stories all the time till people have to shut me up sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A product for everyone rarely reaches much of anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(That's why I'm championing a product which is very much niche that reaches to everyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You can't fool all the people, not even most of time. And people, once unfooled,talk about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(We can't fool all but we can fool some right? ;P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Living and breathing an authentic story is the best way to survive in a conversation-rich world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(uh huh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Advertising is just a symptom, a tactic. Marketing is far more than that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Noted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Advertising is part of marketing huh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Marketing is not an emergency. It's planned, thoughtful exercise that started a long time ago and doesn't end until you're done&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(oh, no 911?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You market when you hire and when you fire. You market when you call tech support and you market every time you send a memo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( cool.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Most marketers create good enough and then quits. Greatest beats good enough every&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blogging makes you a better marketer because it teaches you humility in you writing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( That's why I started a blog! ;P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Well, I guess I'm a good marketer now since I know all of the above. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFaLiJIo7GI/AAAAAAAAABI/04kI30rXBU0/s1600-h/verygoodisbad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFaLiJIo7GI/AAAAAAAAABI/04kI30rXBU0/s320/verygoodisbad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212507037411896418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-1850533307310953604?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1850533307310953604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=1850533307310953604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1850533307310953604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1850533307310953604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-every-good-marketer-knows.html' title='What every good marketer knows'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFaLiJIo7GI/AAAAAAAAABI/04kI30rXBU0/s72-c/verygoodisbad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-3311908402682612986</id><published>2008-06-15T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:37.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Mattel : World of Barbies</title><content type='html'>I remembered having this conversation with a friend two days ago. It all started when he told me that he's changing his job. The conversation goes like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A: I'm moving to PJ area soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me : Ooh really? cool. You finally see the light huh? ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A: Yeah guess so. I'm changing my job soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me : to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A: Mattel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me: cool! Barbie dolls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A: Yeah, I know but I'm not up for it. I'm giving you Hotwheels instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me: WHY? I want Barbies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A: NONO. I'm giving all my girlfriends Hotwheels and all my guy friends Barbies! Oh yeah, tell all your girlfriends that I've got all the barbies! Ask them to give me a call if they want one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me: Urgh. Not Fair! Give me Ken then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A : Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me: Ooh, I mean Ken, Barbie's Ken per se. Not you! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A : Hey! why not me? ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;( Well, to cut the long story short, my friend : A apparently has the same name as Ken's )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking about Barbie dolls, it somehow brought back great reminiscence of my childhood days. I used to own 5 Barbie dolls! yes, I was a spoilt brat. Back then, my bestie, Francine and I had to share one Ken. Imagine, 8 barbies fighting for a KEN! It was horrendous. We used to take him for alternate days and one fine day, we fought over a Ken. Guess what? His head fell off! We had to glue him back. It was truly humorous but back then we were pretty sad about it. That's just a little recap of my childhood story that I'll remember for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this barbie dolls thingie make me wonder. Barbie came about, taking the world by storm in 1959. Barbie symbolizes the innocence of youth with her charm, charisma and good looks.She was inspired by Mattel's co-founder, Ruth Handler. It has been 4 decades now and Barbie remains one of the hottest selling toys in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed with how Mattel grows and create such dreams or needs for little boys and girls. It taught girls how to dream big, dream pretty and wait for our Ken-s. Everything seem so perfect in that perfected world. It became not only a girl's dream but also a woman's dream to be like one.In reality, neither barbie nor Ken is perfect. Non- of us are. However, credit given I must say, for a great vision created back then by the founder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattel, being the world's premier toy brands for today and tomorrow, probably back then as well. I'm astonished with how they've created this strong brand among million of kids! Mind you, kids remember things pretty well. I can testify to that. According to Fortune, Mattel is one of the 100 best companies to work for ( 2008). So Ken, be rest assured that you've made the right choice. Yes, I still want my barbie dolls! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Barbie dumped Ken. Haven't you heard already? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFPhKtzAeWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NvmYfXPasrg/s1600-h/Carolina_Herrera_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFPhKtzAeWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NvmYfXPasrg/s320/Carolina_Herrera_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211756768006273378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                       Every little girls dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFPhWVfoAOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/inU6mD2ieeM/s1600-h/_41415104_barbie_dolls_ap_203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFPhWVfoAOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/inU6mD2ieeM/s320/_41415104_barbie_dolls_ap_203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211756967640957154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           The plastic Barbie &amp;amp; Ken&lt;br /&gt;            Vs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFPhwgFZ7tI/AAAAAAAAABA/eBSMgJtHtrQ/s1600-h/barbieken2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFPhwgFZ7tI/AAAAAAAAABA/eBSMgJtHtrQ/s320/barbieken2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211757417160371922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  The real Barbie &amp;amp; Ken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( Acknowledgment : sources from mattel.com )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-3311908402682612986?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3311908402682612986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=3311908402682612986' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/3311908402682612986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/3311908402682612986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/06/mattel-world-of-barbies.html' title='Mattel : World of Barbies'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFPhKtzAeWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NvmYfXPasrg/s72-c/Carolina_Herrera_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626095591384972263.post-1526948474157455923</id><published>2008-06-14T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:12:37.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>I'm blogging?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOj8KhXvXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gdo1kDAoPMY/s1600-h/BloggersCycle-X.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211689447809596786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOj8KhXvXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gdo1kDAoPMY/s320/BloggersCycle-X.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally. My very first attempt of having my own blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why now? Well, I guess I don't need to list down all the 100 reasons of blogging right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I finally succumb to the much cajouling for years from parties involved. So, you guys happy now? I'm still very much pro towards my conservative ways of expressing myself. Give me a pen and a book anytime. Yeah, sue me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, no turning back. I'm going to make full use of this to share with you my journey, my thoughts and the breaking news! So, this is all where it begins.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626095591384972263-1526948474157455923?l=leerebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1526948474157455923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8626095591384972263&amp;postID=1526948474157455923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1526948474157455923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626095591384972263/posts/default/1526948474157455923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leerebecca.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-blogging.html' title='I&apos;m blogging?'/><author><name>becks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401014879429878998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOdXwf6glI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nublwowWqP4/S220/P1019727-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jndVGxcSeiE/SFOj8KhXvXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gdo1kDAoPMY/s72-c/BloggersCycle-X.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
