<?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-9140643</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:33:45.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....As The Beat Goes On....</title><subtitle type='html'>dUm... dUm... drUm...
thE sImplE stOry Of A hUmblEd gIrl &amp; hEr lIfE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-7225617080973636633</id><published>2007-03-16T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:03:54.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blog shifted to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweptoff.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But keep this blog for Memoirs of a Singaporean girl lah, k? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-7225617080973636633?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/7225617080973636633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=7225617080973636633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/7225617080973636633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/7225617080973636633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-shifted-to-here-but-keep-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-117110091265158945</id><published>2007-02-10T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T06:07:48.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 5.35pm now, Saturday, 10th Feb 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search Oxford/Collins/Longman... U'll nv find the meaning of this word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;PAISEH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's something u'll need experience for, to understand it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's mine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;U know how serenading my Lit teacher's, the nicer one, voice can be. Sitting at the left back corner of class, I was awake for the 1st part of the lesson, but then, i slowly slowly succumbed to sleep... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drifting in, drifting out, drifting in, drifting out of attn/focus/ability to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i decided, at least tried to decided, to hold my book up, so tt if i don't lean it on the table, the temptation of sleeping would be reduced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Note: the rest of the class is also serenaded by her le, so we're somewhat in dreamland, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know how students try to sleep in class w/o being noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the best thing tt cld happen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whilst my book was in my hand, whilst i was drifting in &amp; out of sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My butter fingers let the book go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It bounced off my table &amp;amp; fell onto the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In a split second, i woke everyone up, i caught my teacher's attn, i got the whole class laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUPER PAISEH!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aiyah, u'll need to be at the scene to understand lah, that is, in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nicole said my ears were red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i bet whilst she's reading this now, she must be laughing her guts out at how clumsy Steffi can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-117110091265158945?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/117110091265158945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=117110091265158945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/117110091265158945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/117110091265158945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-117043160859803378</id><published>2007-02-02T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T07:53:28.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 11.22 pm now, Friday nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had ushering duty for J1 Parents-meet-tutor event, but more likely, it was a Parents-know- principal event. Yeah, it was good, but i'm sorry to say tt i was kinda too stoned/tired to enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Geri, Lynne &amp; Chris for pangseh-ing, not gg to macs... but really cldn't tahan anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno leh...&lt;br /&gt;like i'm feeling queasy inside,&lt;br /&gt;half of me says tt this is a 'wants-to-cry' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;The other half says tt this is a 'wants-to-puke' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how i felt like on my way home,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the contacts in my eyes for too long le.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the too much standing, too little water.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just being too indulgent in myself, posting this on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,&lt;br /&gt;i really need an ans to why i'm feeling this, from any1...&lt;br /&gt;I felt like tt ytd, tt's y i resolved to sleepin at 9.30pm, altho i actually slept at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But waking up today, looking into the mirror, i saw eyebags... super sad.&lt;br /&gt;*hangs head low &amp; sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strangest thing of all is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy girl now!!!!! Tt's what i can truthfully say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY IN 06A04!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY IN 29TH SC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY UNDERSTANDING A &amp; C &amp;amp; what ms chua talks abt!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am i feeling like tt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sign, steffi!&lt;br /&gt;It's a sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO &amp; SLEEP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok ok, shall go to bed now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but wait... let me post the lyrics of this song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know You love Me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know You died for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know You care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know You care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know You live again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your life for all my sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now I stand here in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Your grace again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I look into the sky above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wonder how my life has changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wonder how Your love, it came to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I look into the sky above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All my fears, so far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All I hear is heaven calling me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I look to You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I look to You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one else will do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one else will do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes Lord, i wanna LOOK TO YOU, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;altho my eyes can't really open le... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trusting in God thru Love in Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good nite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-117043160859803378?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/117043160859803378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=117043160859803378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/117043160859803378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/117043160859803378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-117023674526102059</id><published>2007-01-31T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:45:45.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying to live life lively....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's with sleeping on the same day i wake up &amp; going to school all groggy &amp;amp; not being able to pay attn in class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i thank God for the opportunities this year for morning worship once again! Yup, this is part of why i love SA so much!!! Morning worships! A time to seek God, to draw close to Him &amp; to me, it's indeed a great way to start every school day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cross-Country 2007- east coast park&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most prob my last cross country/marathon ever. Unless i decided to be aunty a bit and join the Big Walk (but i don't mean Big Walk is an aunty thing to do) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i had fun! Take a stroll in ECP &amp; just talk, catch up with my classmates! What wonderful great pple! :D Real glad i brought my cam today.... These memories are what makes life so much more livier! I'll post them up soon somehow, i hope... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, diversion here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of photos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYC 2006- what i have left after losing my cam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2097817326"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2097817326&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess... the photo blog i have... aiii.. nvm le lah... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. back to topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Cross country was fun! only tt the atm wasn't really there, but it's ok, it's alrite! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06A04 DIDN'T COME IN LAST!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr Soh, are u proud of us? *raises eyebrows*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Ham, i really did enjoy breakfast/lunch w u today! Had a really wonderful chat! Thank u!!! :D We'll eat BK again soon, ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woots! We the siao ones of a04 decided to cam-whore at this mini amphitheatre near subway! I'll show u the photos next time, esp Charlene's spastic face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's times like these that makes me happy that i'm in a04 7 not any other class! It's times like these that makes me grateful that i'm in SA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i wanna THANK GOD for ALL THE TIME HE HAS GIVEN ME!!!!!   :D :D :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to school tmrw, hope i'll sleep b4 12 tonite! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-117023674526102059?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/117023674526102059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=117023674526102059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/117023674526102059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/117023674526102059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2007/01/trying-to-live-life-lively.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116974139704120669</id><published>2007-01-25T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T08:09:57.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will this blog be up &amp; awake again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of me want to, half of me dun want the to make the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm ironically making my 1st half win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the festive season may be over, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget the CHRIST in CHRISTmas, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh! How late can i be? hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's presently 12.07am, i'll blog more when i can come home earlier next time, k? Hopefully it'll be soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just a final note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY I'M IN 06A04!!! Random as it may be, i'm HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116974139704120669?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116974139704120669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116974139704120669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116974139704120669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116974139704120669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2007/01/will-this-blog-be-up-awake-again-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116667644380290439</id><published>2006-12-20T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:47:23.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>U know what?&lt;br /&gt;U know what?&lt;br /&gt;U know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE I'VE LOST MY 1 GIG MEMORY CARD WHICH CONTAINS 209++ PHOTOS, A PRICELESS WORTH OF FIVE OUT OF SEVEN DAYS OF MY SYC 2006!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that, a forgetful mind &amp; an un-careful girl, visual memories are lost forever and ever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a klutz i am!&lt;br /&gt;Wait, do not misuse the English language.&lt;br /&gt;What a FOOL i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEeeeeeAAAARRRGgggHHHHHHH!!!!! *tears myself apart METAPHORICALLY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i can take comfort tt i still have my 512mb card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Nilo can find his camera again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SYC 2006!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116667644380290439?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116667644380290439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116667644380290439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116667644380290439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116667644380290439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/12/u-know-what-u-know-what-u-know-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116628629337052469</id><published>2006-12-16T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:24:53.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(written on 12.21am, sunday, 17/12/2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i have a part 2 to SUNBRUST YOUTH CAMP 2006 pls? a part 3? a part infinity?&lt;br /&gt;*I'll add the cherry on top*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i don't want the memories to fade, the friendships to disappear and the experience forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been 4 hrs since i last saw Faisal, the last SYC participant i was with...&lt;br /&gt;And I'M MISSING EVERYONE LIKE CRAZY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to explain the experience, u've to feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And till i find my way,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cry myself to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNBURST YOUTH CAMP 2006- I'M LOVIN' IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116628629337052469?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116628629337052469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116628629337052469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116628629337052469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116628629337052469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/12/written-on-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116571636645994727</id><published>2006-12-09T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T18:06:06.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And off i go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u next sat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116571636645994727?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116571636645994727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116571636645994727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116571636645994727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116571636645994727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-off-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116558778939352109</id><published>2006-12-08T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T06:42:05.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(written on 8th Dec, 1023pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?!?! Lipsticks r made of fishscales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWWW-ewww-Ewwww-eWWWW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUCK~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. so few days so many things have happened...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've made me LOVE COUNCIL ALL THE MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU LYNNE FOR LETTING US IN!&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GRAD NITE COM for making INRETROSPECT a prom i'll nv forget!&lt;br /&gt;(i sound like it was my prom, but nope, it's not.. i'm just a councillor on duty &amp;amp; i'm lovin it)&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU 29TH SC FOR THE WONDERFUL SOCCER-PS THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MY ONE-&amp;-ONLY SERVICE COUNTER COM FOR HELPING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful I'm grateful I'm grateful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(trying to sing)&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;You love me&lt;br /&gt;We are happy family&lt;br /&gt;With a great big hug&lt;br /&gt;and a kiss from me to you&lt;br /&gt;won't you say you love me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy song i know yes.. w broken english &amp;amp; an ironic last line to the 2nd line...&lt;br /&gt;but still... heyys, i really do love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, rmbr when we were at Lynne's hse &amp; Lynne &amp;amp; Jordan started talking abt:&lt;br /&gt;Why is a tree GREEN? Why can't we say it's BLUE?&lt;br /&gt;In fact, why is BLUE blue? why can't we call BLUE red?&lt;br /&gt;Aren't all these subjective?&lt;br /&gt;Seeing colours are ingrained in us since we were young rite? &amp; not a natural thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot abt it... &amp;amp; here's my argument(?) no no... my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYSTEM&lt;br /&gt;basically, tt's how the world works. We call a tree GREEN universally, for order, for recognition. If 1 person called a tree BLUE &amp; another calls a tree RED, a war might break out. I mean, tt's how wars break out, yes? ideological differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt's why we're taught 'a tree is GREEN', therefore it's GREEN. If a kid is taught 'a tree is RED', poor guy, i think he's gonna be ostracised badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same w no.s.&lt;br /&gt;Ignore Orwell for a while: 2+2 =4, not 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Oceania thinks 2+2=5, not4, no wonder they're always at war w Eurasia/Eastasia. (this is just lame-ness on my part, seriously. Not a Lit thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYSTEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world needs a system, to prevent chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u're asking me why shld we believe tt a word like SYSTEM shld exist in the world today since SYSTEMs can be subjective to different countries/societies/people, hold ur horses... The girl's gotta think! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Reminising time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 yrs hav past since ASEP 2004~ the Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;And SYC 2006 is coming!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you the truth:&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, when i read my diary entries &amp; look at the photos of ASEP 2004... i still laugh at the good ol' days which i miss very very very very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to he-who-shall-not-be-named: (if u still do read my blog) i don't think i loathe u tt much now, it's been 2 yrs... i think i've learnt to grow out of my childish self &amp;amp; yes, i'll try to take away this hatred from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss NATALIE &amp; LISA!!! My 2 most dearest girls in ASEP!!! Hope u're both living life fine &amp;amp; wonderful!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times may past, but memories shall be kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder the world of 1984 is so dark &amp;amp; cold, with the easy mutability of the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116558778939352109?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116558778939352109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116558778939352109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116558778939352109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116558778939352109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/12/written-on-8th-dec-1023pm-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116401118518709338</id><published>2006-11-19T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:36:12.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(written on monday, 20/11/06)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for the entry of ur life... here's a long one abt my wonderful weekend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i'm regretting not going for the S'pore biennale (i bet u can't believe steffi so interested in art b4 rite?), I'll nv nv nv nv nv ever ever ever regret going on board DUOLOS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st trip to Duolos, as well as Vivocity, was last Friday nite, 17/11/06... Whoopie! It was a great nite at get_a_life.com! i saw pris, eunice, ya hui(from st. margs), &amp; sharon &amp;amp; cheryl from SA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more imptly, i've learnt tt i don't want to be ashamed of my God, the Lord Almighty. Saying this can't be empty talk, so yes, it's a lot of courage taken on my part. From Friday nite on, i promise i'll not say anything tt will put people down. Even if it means 'just kidding'. I know myself to be really mean at times, when i suan non-stop. But now, i shall stop tt. but it doesn't mean i'm gonna be an all serious steffi. Yup, i'll stay wacky, appriopriately! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be ashamed of my God, the Lord Almighty!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sat, i went to watch Notre Dame De Paris w my mum &amp; her colleagues. It was held in the indoor stadium. Now now, guess where's our seats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in the front, no seats b/w us &amp;amp; the stage, right in the middle, red carpet treatment! Whoa! &amp; we got these seats... F-R-E-E!!! Wooo-hooo! It was a great musical! The poet, Gringoire, was cute! :D I dunno how to describe lah, he looks like Owen Wilson. I like him cos he reminds me of Feste the fool- Seemingly the most foolish, but is actually the wisest. But Gringoire isn't all that wise. The only smart thing he did was not to fall in love w Esmeralda. Basically, the whole musical revolves around this beautiful gypsy, Esmeralda, and 3 men's love, which is in fact obsession, for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Phoebus, soldier, who is the lucky guy Esmeralda loves. However, he had also loved another woman &amp;amp; returns to her at the end of the musical. His love for Esmeralda is basically lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Frollo, priest, who turns his love for Esmeralda into hate for her as he tries to suppress his feelings. (it's wrong for a priest to fall in love). Finally, he admits to be unable to control his feelings, still loving her, forces himself on her, gypsies attack him, he gets injured, gets back at Esmeralda by hanging her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Quasimodo, hunchback, who Esmeralda only sees as a friend. He does so much for her, seemingly like true love, but he knows, &amp; grieves at this fact, that he can never win Esmeralda's heart. Basically, he's the 'oh-so-poor-thing' character. Finally, Esmeralda dies &amp;amp; Quasimodo mourns for her terribly. That's how the play ended. I'm not sure if he did die or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The musical is so different from the cartoon... Quasimodo is very cute in the Walts Disney version. Here, they made him very ugly. It's a tragedy. What i've learnt from this musical: It's difficult to love beyond appearance. If you can do that, that's true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I'm back at Duolos. This time, Aunty Seok Hoon brought Pei Lin, Carrie, Jimmy, Aunty Baoyun, Ivan, Yu ki, Gordon, Feng Nan &amp; me for a tour onboard the ship. We ate in the cafeteria there &amp;amp; met Bernice, Andrea &amp; Vite. Vite gave us a taste of STROOP! *if tt's how it's spelt* I tell u, it's delicious! Stroop, I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice &amp;amp; Andrea, if u're reading this: Pei Lin &amp; i are so so so so so so so so envious of u tt u cld go for Inside Out program! I WANT TO GO FOR THAT!!!!!! *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Lin &amp;amp; i are considering working on Duolos in 10 yrs time, if God calls us. So now, for this decade on, we're gonna pray for His guidance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship is wonderful! &lt;strong&gt;Duolos is about people&lt;/strong&gt;. There were so many friendly people there! I miss her already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend of experience, had been most wonderful. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for another story: The Ben &amp; Jerry's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday nite, I went w Pei Lin to Vivocity's Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's after our trip to Duolos. When i was ordering my ice-cream, there was this flavour: Chocolate Fudge Brownie. Chocolate- so obviously, it's brown rite? i happy happy told the waiter, who's not so bad looking: could i have a &lt;strong&gt;strawberry&lt;/strong&gt; fudge brownie pls? He gave me this BLANK LOOK: sorry? Then i happy happy look at him &amp; repeated: strawberry fud- *Realisation dawned*. i gave this monkey face &amp;amp; went: bleh bleh blah bleh(something like tt) Sorry sorry, chocolate fudge brownie pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH!!! PAISEH CAN!!!! AHahaaahaaahaaha.. STRAWBERRY FUDGE BROWNIE!!! ICE CREAM FLAVOUR INVENTED BY STEFFI WOON-ed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the more paiseh part: When he gave me the ice-cream, the waiter had this super coy smile: Here u go, ur strawberry fudge brownie! Ahahahaahaahaaa... Super paiseh... Must have gone beet-red then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and also, on sunday, Pei Lin &amp; i went back to the same ben &amp;amp; Jerry's yesterday &amp; that waiter was there. He served me again, &amp;amp; while handing me the ice-cream, he said: you're the one who wanted STRAWBERRY FUDGE BROWNIE rite? Oh my Oh my! So paiseh! Thinking of it makes me laugh! *&amp; so as to not to act retarded, i try to keep e laugh only as a smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.. is this entry long enough? &lt;strong&gt;Guess what?&lt;/strong&gt; (sounds like someone i know eh?) it's not ended yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to come up with this trivia for u every month onwards. Each month will have a few questions... If u know the answer, Steffi will say u're smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're just random questions which pop into my head at random times. They may sound like a 5 yr old's qn, but hey.. tt's how my mind works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;November Trivia questions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;1. I was looking at the Gong Li- L'Oreal poster at the bus stop &amp;amp; i thought of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*What are lipsticks made of?*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I was walking home under my house today &amp; thought of this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Why is bigger better?*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup yup.. I'll do my research too &amp;amp; try to find out the answers... :D Seriously, what are lipsticks made of? Clay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok ok... i shall end my entry here. Hi-5's starting &amp;amp; i've to read 'Why I Write' by George Orwell, b4 gg to e library.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now to end off my entry: Strawberry fudge brownie anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116401118518709338?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116401118518709338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116401118518709338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116401118518709338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116401118518709338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/11/written-on-monday-201106-get-ready-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116356333739413395</id><published>2006-11-14T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:35:33.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(written on wednesday, 15/11/06)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home last nite from church with JOY IN MY HEART!!!!! *flashes NO braces biggest grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song Kenny taught me which i'll nv forget (tho we don't sing it in yf anymore):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got joy in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere i go i'll say that&lt;br /&gt;Joy is in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I don't fear and i don't worry cos&lt;br /&gt;God is always with me&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere i go&lt;br /&gt;Everyday He loves me&lt;br /&gt;He's the sheperd of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh-oh-oh!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;I've got joy in my heart&lt;br /&gt;God is with me&lt;br /&gt;God be with you&lt;br /&gt;Joy is in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Cos God is in my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waah-ah-ah... i miss Kenny loads! He's been a great great great big brother to me in YF!!! Wonder when's he's coming back from Cananda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, i've many many great big brothers in QLC altho i may have zero biological big brothers! Therefore, Thank God! :D And also Thank You God that these wonderful pple are nth like Big Brother in 1984!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while i'm still wondering when Kenny will come back.... I'm anticipating, waiting eagerly, looking forward to, can't wait anymore.... for ESTHER LOKEY BAOEY ENIE's return from the Great Auzzie land!!!! Wahaha... ESTHER, can't wait for u to be back!!!!! :D *do u still burp? if u do, YEA! got 1 more person to burp w me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and... i wanna THANK COLLEEN for being so understanding last nite! :D THANK YOU COLLEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' first ever miracle sign was only seen by the servants and the master of the banquet did not know abt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' first miracle sign was to change water into wine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' first miracle sign is found in John 2:1-11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't till last nite...&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm grateful for the privilege to be able to be God's servant. Because, when we are God's servant, we are also included in being allowed to see God's miracles &amp;amp; blessings! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we learnt last nite at the Duolos' visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me,&lt;br /&gt;the GREATEST joy in life is to be able to find joy in the little-est joys of life!&lt;br /&gt;*Have you been able to do that?*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116356333739413395?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116356333739413395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116356333739413395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116356333739413395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116356333739413395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/11/written-on-wednesday-151106-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116349328983582050</id><published>2006-11-14T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:34:49.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nicole said my blog's stagnating...&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i shall blog again.. *but i'm not blogging for her* =P&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... j/k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... my blog entry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116349328983582050?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116349328983582050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116349328983582050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116349328983582050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116349328983582050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/11/nicole-said-my-blogs-stagnating.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116349213426940786</id><published>2006-11-14T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:34:19.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... i was being irritating... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Up was a good movie... Serious! Channing is cute! And he dances real good! B4 i let on w the story, i shan't... in case u want to watch it... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank u Cliff for it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my oh my oh my!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a yr since i stepped into SAJC... Today, i want to rmbr my OG 5!!!! *Not like it's a commemoration*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st people i got to know in SAJC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 5 (PAE)&lt;br /&gt;Marianne!&lt;br /&gt;Nicolette!&lt;br /&gt;Esther Beh-by!&lt;br /&gt;Yanyi&lt;br /&gt;Jiaqi&lt;br /&gt;Clara&lt;br /&gt;Melody&lt;br /&gt;Baoyu&lt;br /&gt;Veekay&lt;br /&gt;Winifred&lt;br /&gt;Keisha&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Loy&lt;br /&gt;Boon Liang&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;Mumtaz&lt;br /&gt;Roxanne&lt;br /&gt;Zhi En&lt;br /&gt;Celine&lt;br /&gt;Elsie&lt;br /&gt;Ghislaine&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... like some namelist like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos, who can forget:&lt;br /&gt;SAM!!!! Our most wonderful OGL!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup, i really wanna thank these peeps for making Orientation 1 real fun!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;don't know if u'd still rmbr it.. but yes, i had loads of fun!!! Wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 1st 3 months came and went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in OG 5 again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGL: SAM!!! *and i'm not complaining.. nv will*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne!&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;Wenyi&lt;br /&gt;Dawn&lt;br /&gt;Desiree&lt;br /&gt;Jiahui!&lt;br /&gt;Sharleen&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;Suhui&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;Peiyu&lt;br /&gt;Valerie&lt;br /&gt;Deborah&lt;br /&gt;Yong Jin&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;br /&gt;Zihao&lt;br /&gt;Clarice&lt;br /&gt;Mumtaz&lt;br /&gt;Eliania&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Cheam&lt;br /&gt;Grace!&lt;br /&gt;Audrey!&lt;br /&gt;Vera&lt;br /&gt;Celine&lt;br /&gt;Lydia&lt;br /&gt;Nettie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... tho i was not new to SAJC le, these are the peeps who made Orientation 2 fun!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll nv forget how we survived Induction together! Woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, 1 yr's passed... i'll be the OGL... hope i can make Orientation memorable for the J1s... quite scared tho... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells... at the very least, i can just burp my way thru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116349213426940786?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116349213426940786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116349213426940786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116349213426940786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116349213426940786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116291800313099992</id><published>2006-11-07T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:46:43.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bus ride</title><content type='html'>Lynne... if u're reading this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE U HAVE SLEPT FOR UR 40000 WINKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if u have not, pls go do sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't abandon ur son lah... Sleep will b lonely &amp; scared de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite's bus ride home was an experience.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the newspaper Today, i was set thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At abt 9.45pm, i was sitting at the bus stop waiting for the bus...&lt;br /&gt;the 1st --- came.. so crowded, i didn't bother getting off the bus stop seat.&lt;br /&gt;10 000 yrs later,&lt;br /&gt;a --- came. So crowded, i didn't bother getting off the bus stop seat.&lt;br /&gt;20 000 yrs later,&lt;br /&gt;a --- came. I decided to be aunty a bit and squeeze my way in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tip: once u got one foot on the bus, u're getting in. Or once u've tapped ur card, u're sure riding tt bus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus was so packed tt there was this guy who cldn't get in at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shouted, 'OUI!!!!! MOVE IN LAH! C** B**!'&lt;br /&gt;The bus moved off.&lt;br /&gt;He continued, (at the bus stop), 'F*** you!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA! Violent tendencies eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't the bus company just understand that there r pple who live in the WEST who'll need their public transport to go home at nite? Then why is it that so few buses come to bring us poor souls home? Why can't they just schecule more buses to bring pple home? If u're saying tt it's late at nite, e bus drivers need their rest, then isn't it also late for the commuters who have had slogged their whole day through? Yet, they have to change their identity for that bus ride and become squashed sardines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they say, 'have a safe and enjoyable trip', i don't buy that during peak hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't they study Science in pri 4 and know that human beings are matter and matter occupies space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony is the frequency of the same bus services on the other side of the road is higher than that of the direction where many many much pple are taking the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i was stuck at the front steps of the bus,&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy behind me, who stood right at the base of the step, who had to suffer a leg jam w the bus door when it opened, thus incurring a cut on his feet. Ouch, i tell you. And i know how it feels because the same thing happened to me when i was in sec. sch. my brand new white school shoe got caught in the door, causing my feet to hurt real badly and my sch shoe to turn dirty. I emphatise with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the picture of how squeezed up the commuters at the front are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... this are just my rants abt how irritated i was, esp when i was tired. As i do not want to sound like her and say that i'm 'pissed off', i'd like to say i was infuriated!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness i'm home safe and sound now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i also mention how the dignity of ladies is violated whenever they have to find a space on the bus, and others would push, maybe not pull, therefore we are accidentally harrassed? How to blame the guys if the situation is just as so- packed to the max?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but... this is just the views of an unsatisfied commuter, a consumer's point of view. Mayb the producer has a different point of view. No wonder nothing's been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if the bus company happens to read this and they want to sue me, haha... i'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic is that today's Digital newspaper (whatever it's called) reported abt how companies read personal blogs. (Pg 3-4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116291800313099992?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116291800313099992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116291800313099992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116291800313099992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116291800313099992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/11/bus-ride.html' title='bus ride'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116231302257811559</id><published>2006-10-31T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T08:43:42.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is for Charlene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Charlene loves her h1 chem and is crazy over the mixture of metals to form &lt;strong&gt;ALLOYS&lt;/strong&gt;, she wants to be called CHARLOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if she had loved me, myself and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; very much, she would have spelt her name otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, because Steffi loves to &lt;strong&gt;brush her teeth&lt;/strong&gt; so much, after all she has worn braces before, she wants to be called STEFFSHUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and if CHARLOY reads this and decides to kill STEFFSHUA for typing this, how can she be so heartless to attack Steffi who is already WOON-ED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, 31st octy 2006...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun at ECP w my class today! Woo-hoo! it was like a girls' day out, cos the boys were too lazy to come out so early... :P Hahahaha... J/k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i feel ACCOMPLISHED! I went to ECP and came back to sch &lt;strong&gt;w/o spending a single cent&lt;/strong&gt;! Woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... what's great to rmbr:&lt;br /&gt;1. Grace, Hamidah, Charlene, Jeanette, Audrey, Yolanda and Xiao Ting came today!&lt;br /&gt;2. The bird which caused me to scream, Audrey to run around our mat &amp; screaming at the same time and Charlene to laugh at us non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rollerblading at ECP turned out fun afterall! *With the thrill of a few going to fall experiences*&lt;br /&gt;4. (not so great) I waited for &lt;strong&gt;40 mins&lt;/strong&gt;  for my class to come! haha... but it's alrite, i got paid off w Charlene's dream and the chat w Sharon... :D *Miss you Sharon!*&lt;br /&gt;5. Grace caught our bus from her house bus stop. Wow... the accuracy of her timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Steffi loves 06A04!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116231302257811559?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116231302257811559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116231302257811559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116231302257811559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116231302257811559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-for-charlene-because-charlene.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116213667591590836</id><published>2006-10-29T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T07:52:09.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting that A for Math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lord of the Flies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read it.&lt;br /&gt;* So did Simon get possess by the Lord of the Flies, therefore the other boys cldn't see him, and thus they killed him?&lt;br /&gt;* How exactly did Piggy die? By an earthquake?&lt;br /&gt;* And Ralph killed Jack, rite?&lt;br /&gt;* I liked Ralph and yet i dislike him. At least he treated Piggy w some respect towards the end of the story, altho he was the one who caused all other boys to not have respect for Piggy.&lt;br /&gt;* My fav character: Piggy. Fat as he may be, he thinks.&lt;br /&gt;* And Jack, he's just horrid to society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally read this.&lt;br /&gt;* Stooge: Did he change his character not because he was touched by what he saw with the Ghost of Christmas Past &amp; Present, but rather, he changed due to fear of his death &amp;amp; loneliness, which he saw with the Ghost of Christmas Yet to come?&lt;br /&gt;* I like Tiny Tim &amp; his family. They've taught me that you don't have to be rich to be happy. What matters is the love that goes around in families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But don't fret if ur family ain't with you now. You've friends [like me] to be by your side &amp;amp; it's the love we all share that can bring happiness to our lives)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116213667591590836?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116213667591590836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116213667591590836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116213667591590836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116213667591590836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-tell-you-im-getting-that-for-math.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116194493314885710</id><published>2006-10-27T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T03:28:53.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw this boy skipping as he travelled to where he wanted to go, carrying his bag high high on his back. I'm glad he still held on to his innocent bliss of childhood, having the ability to heck the complications of the world and carefreely skip his way through, as well as being able to carry his bag so high, he's not ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat ytd,&lt;br /&gt;it was FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you iven for planning and for all who came, thank YOU for coming! W/o you, we'd miss a part of last night for laughter, won't we? Yup yup, i really really love my COUNCIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;SHAVA SHAVA&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND SAY&lt;br /&gt;SHAVE SHAVA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above 3 lines come from a HINDI song in a HINDI movie my class watched in HAMIDAH'S house on wednesday! I had FUN there too! The long long HINDI movie, tho super long &amp; thus, tiring, was enjoyable cos there was ROHAN! Woo-hoo! Hahaaha... And aiyah, i'm not sad le tt he's w POOJA cos it's doesn't matter... He's too far away in LONDON/INDIA.... I'll concentrate more on SINGAPORE and HONG KONG, while Charlene, i believe, has her eye set on MALAYSIA! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU HAMIDAH FOR OPENING YOUR HOUSE TO US! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116194493314885710?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116194493314885710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116194493314885710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116194493314885710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116194493314885710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-saw-this-boy-skipping-as-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116127230725251774</id><published>2006-10-19T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T08:38:27.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/100_3473.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/100_3473.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Clarence's birthday present to me!!! Tho it isn't permanent, THANK YOU CLARENCE!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And also, thank u to ESTHER-for the photo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANTHEA-for the book, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COLLEEN-for the plant, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[GRACE, JIA, JEANETTE-for the cow] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOPHIA-for the octopus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; 29TH-for the many many birthday songs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR MAKING MY BIRTHDAY SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MEMORABLE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/100_3466.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/100_3466.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MALCOLM &amp; STEFFI ARE FINALLY SEVENTEEN!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU IVEN, SOPHIA, YI JIE, MELODY, XIAO XUAN, LYNNE FOR CELEBRATING OUR BIRTHDAYS W US ON SUNDAY!!!! I HAD LOTS OF FUN W THE FISH &amp;amp; GERI'S ICE-CREAM!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was typing halfway, then blogger just closed on me!!! ARGH!!!!! I'm sad sad sad now...&lt;br /&gt;but here's some pictures to cheer me up! :D&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/9140643-116127230725251774?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116127230725251774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116127230725251774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116127230725251774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116127230725251774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-clarences-birthday-present-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116040759119994284</id><published>2006-10-09T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T08:26:31.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU AND ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like peas, you like beans.&lt;br /&gt;I like skirts, you like jeans.&lt;br /&gt;I like running, you like walking.&lt;br /&gt;I like listening, you like talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter who we are (no matter who we are),&lt;br /&gt;Or what we're going to be (or what we're going to be),&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's different, Ooh ooh,&lt;br /&gt;And no-one else is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is blonde, your hair is dark.&lt;br /&gt;I like the beach, you like the park.&lt;br /&gt;I like sunshine, you like puddles.&lt;br /&gt;I like kisses, you like cuddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter who we are (no matter who we are),&lt;br /&gt;Or what we're going to be (or what we're going to be),&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's different,Ooh ooh,&lt;br /&gt;And no-one else is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your favourite colour's yellow,&lt;br /&gt;Or red or pink or blue,&lt;br /&gt;No-one else can tell you, no,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause no-one else is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter who we are (no matter who we are),&lt;br /&gt;Or what we're going to be (or what we're going to be),&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's different,Ooh ooh,&lt;br /&gt;And no-one else is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's different,&lt;br /&gt;And no-one else is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi-5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hi5.ninemsn.com.au/"&gt;http://www.hi5.ninemsn.com.au/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116040759119994284?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116040759119994284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116040759119994284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116040759119994284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116040759119994284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-and-me-i-like-peas-you-like-beans.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-116030373980367930</id><published>2006-10-08T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T03:35:39.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O...k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since i blogged-ed that i can't rmbr what's my last entry &amp; i needed Bernice to remind me.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPENHOUSE is in ONE week! Oh my!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just realised tt i haven't been doing a pretty good job, left this week to atone for..&lt;br /&gt;But i'm excited! And i'm happy tt once again tt i can spend time w the 29th SC!!! Wheee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really really wanna thank Lynne, Weihao, Minyi, Clarence &amp; Ying Neng 4 the BK dinner last nite, sat 08/10/06. You guys really opened my eyes to see the world not in 1 straight road, but that i've to grow up &amp;amp; THINK. The insight on 1984 was also v interesting... I shall read it all over again! Even the Oli-thing thing &amp; Appendix abt Newspeak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW!&lt;br /&gt;I hope it ends soon&lt;br /&gt;then i can forget abt it&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy life again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-116030373980367930?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/116030373980367930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=116030373980367930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116030373980367930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/116030373980367930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/10/o.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115892031837477626</id><published>2006-09-22T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T03:33:05.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like a long time i last blogged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cos life's been busy, but i doubt so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to keep this alive even with the impending doom of DPromos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few random thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering again how it all started. From nothing to something, it puzzles me, it troubles me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i really really want to know the whole truth, i guess i never will cos i don't have the courage to find out... Just in case it sours the friendship or it'll turn out disappointing. It's been months, but i'm still wondering how it all came to this... Guess life would be different if i wasn't that kaypoh... But pls don't ask me anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, i don't know lah... I didn't know, i do not know, i think i'll never know.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... what's impt is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serve God thru Council&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serve Council thru God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115892031837477626?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115892031837477626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115892031837477626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115892031837477626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115892031837477626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/09/seems-like-long-time-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115825442982787789</id><published>2006-09-14T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T10:20:29.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 1:05 am, Friday now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I got the easy life off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho the promos are not at the corner anymore, cos they're right in front of our face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fellow 29th, to all who have worked their hearts out not for promos but to keep our sch up &amp; going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang tight &amp; press on!&lt;br /&gt;Jia You guys, dun give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if u ever feel down/confused/scared/worried, here's a secret i'd like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe u have not experienced God's Grace yet, now is a time u can turn to Him. Maybe not now, maybe later. God will still be at your heart's door, waiting for you to open it for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing i can promise you: Peace that brings with it joy everlasting. Life may seem dark, but you will feel joy. As long as you have turned to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you who know God's Grace, continue to trust in Him. It may be difficult that you can't see Him, but don't worry. He isn't out there, He is HERE IN YOUR HEART, RIGHT BY YOUR SIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust Him to protect you for He will be your guide. Take joy in studying, take joy in anything you are doing but studying. As long as in ALL you do, you honour God, [that is, do it for His glory], God will honour you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang tight &amp; press on,&lt;br /&gt;no matter who we are, God is here by your side.&lt;br /&gt;All we've got to do is to submit ALL to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;God will make a way&lt;br /&gt;When there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115825442982787789?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115825442982787789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115825442982787789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115825442982787789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115825442982787789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-105-am-friday-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115728113644520049</id><published>2006-09-03T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T03:58:56.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched the Council dance video!!! [Thank u iven for sending it to all of us]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SUPER SUPER NICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was spastically smiling to myself as i watched it lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHERS' DAY 2006 is de bestest ever!!! Cos our hard work all paid off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awards!&lt;br /&gt;Backdrop!&lt;br /&gt;Front stage!&lt;br /&gt;Reception!&lt;br /&gt;Ushers!&lt;br /&gt;Door openers!&lt;br /&gt;Emcees!&lt;br /&gt;Dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hope i didn't miss any out]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE'RE DE SUCCESS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAHAHAHAA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29TH SC ROCKS COS WE'RE ALL IN IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO-HOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115728113644520049?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115728113644520049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115728113644520049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115728113644520049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115728113644520049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-watched-council-dance-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115728013736083275</id><published>2006-09-03T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T03:42:17.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When uncle Jason asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What have you gained from YF these past two months?" [aiyah, something like that]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUMPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things a Christian must know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is YF just a process i go through each week?&lt;br /&gt;Have i grown from it?&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone grown in our faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun dare say anything definite becos i'm not everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115728013736083275?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115728013736083275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115728013736083275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115728013736083275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115728013736083275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-uncle-jason-asked-what-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115702490999518065</id><published>2006-08-31T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T04:48:30.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as i would like to say today had been a wonderful day cos TEACHERS' DAY had been a GREAT SUCCESS... [ &amp; i really love my 29th Council]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i'm feeling now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to gray&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're faking a smile &lt;/em&gt;with the coffee you go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces every time&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;[Bad Day, Daniel Powter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i wanna feel this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I won't let you go, know what we can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't watch my life, crashing down on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Last thing on my mind, Ronan Keating ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never lose your sense of wonder&lt;br /&gt;You get your fill to eat, but always keep that hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you never take one single breath for granted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God forbid love ever leave you empty handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance, I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt; hope you never fear those mountains in the distance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living might mean taking chances, but they're worth taking&lt;br /&gt;Loving might be a mistake but it's worth making&lt;br /&gt;Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter&lt;br /&gt;When you come close to selling out, reconsider&lt;br /&gt;Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance &lt;em&gt;(time is a wheel in constant motion always) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance (rolling us along)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance (tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance (where those years have gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,&lt;br /&gt;dance, I hope you dance,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance (time is wheel in constant motion always)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance (rolling us along)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance (tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance (where those years have gone)&lt;br /&gt;(tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)&lt;br /&gt;(where those years have gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, to have HOPE that everything will turn out fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115702490999518065?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115702490999518065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115702490999518065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115702490999518065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115702490999518065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-much-as-i-would-like-to-say-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115556535030543710</id><published>2006-08-14T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:22:31.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[10.04pm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my me my oh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe tt i actually forgot to rush home today to watch the last last last episode of Xi Guan Da Shao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this hongkie show w Kevin Cheng, Gillian Cheung, Sammul Chan &amp; Charmain Sheh, which broadcasts at 7pm every weeknite on Channel 8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my me my oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch the last 25 mins of it.. but no! I can't believe i actually forgot abt it! My parents actually borrowed dvds of de whole series earlier, but bcos i really didn't have time, i cldn't even watch the dvd &amp; we had to return it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i missed 10 ++ episodes of it... &amp; finally came to the last episode...  AND STEFFI FORGETS TO WATCH IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my me my oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.... the ending so touching lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone like Tianci! Altho, he's a highly fantastical character, i want someone like him!!! Tianci is this guy who waits for 10 000++ yrs for his true first love to come back to him... Tho he's rich &amp; handsome, he remains faithful to his 1st love, Shuangxi, who got married to some doctor &amp; became a widow early cos her husband died of some disease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tianci refuses to replace the 1 &amp; only in his heart &amp;amp; continues loving her, even when she didn't love him. Finally, at the last 10 mins, he plucks up de courage to tell her he still loves her &amp; ta-da, they get together!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this world has some1 as faithful as Tianci, oh my me my! But of cos, i shouldn't expect too much, or the probability of me remaining single wld be high... [not tt i'm demeaning guys, pls dun misunderstand]... I mean... the world today... i'm happy as long as anyone can accept me for who i am! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i've to stop trying to be like anyone else, but to rmbr tt i'm God's precious child &amp;amp; should live the way He has made me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i realised tt Black Hawk Down is a 3-in-1 combo show w Christian [moulin rouge], Josh harnett in Pearl harbour &amp; Hector [Troy]. Except tt i'm really quite scared of de content of de show... so i've nv watched it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i can't believe i tot the Hulk was a bad show to watch... I cldn't keep myself from de TV last nite lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115556535030543710?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115556535030543710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115556535030543710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115556535030543710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115556535030543710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/08/10.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115546869411164222</id><published>2006-08-13T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T04:31:34.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ouch, i feel bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm real sorry to my PW group...&lt;br /&gt;For all that we were shot at for our 1st draft, most of it was my work, [or was it all of it?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm real sorry that i didn't do a great job of it, guess, PW isn't my cup of tea, [&amp; so isn't GP]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i won't give up... i'll still do my bestest! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to throw aside the bad stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Sat nite w Lynne &amp; Gary at Macs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! it was the 1st time i heard the straw POP! seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Gary's the typical guai ah beng... hahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;but he was piggily irritating me abt being short.. Sorry tt i bcame de depression b/w Lynne &amp;amp; him, but i like my ht de way it is! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he looks "good" w a tote bag, MY tote bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Lynne, the sash wld have been disastrous w/o u.. THANK YOU FOR COMING to help us!!!!! Love u loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115546869411164222?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115546869411164222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115546869411164222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115546869411164222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115546869411164222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/08/ouch-i-feel-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115531223131971366</id><published>2006-08-11T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:03:51.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Students from S.W.2 school came to visit our SAJC &amp; 29th SC today!!!&lt;br /&gt;They're Councillors too! &amp;amp; the girls r so so so pretty! [not tt i'm turning les]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but&lt;br /&gt;when i saw the Thai students, i thought of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FON! CHAMP! SOM! KRID! BOOM! DANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;  THE ENTIRE 5TH ASEP GANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most wonderful times spent in Manila! Woo-hooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i tell u ah, 8th August is ASEAN day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I recently sent an email to my fellow delegates from de ASEP... &amp; i'm so glad BEA &amp;amp; KARLA replied me like almost instantly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! i've not cried for them since 2 yrs ago.. but i think i wanna cry now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my beloved frens from all over ASEAN made me so comfy in Manila, that i could feel the peace &amp; not feel scared in the foreign land...&lt;br /&gt;AH!!!! UNFORGETTABLE TO DE MAX!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go reply them now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. i wrote my email le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. today's walk 2 de sch gate took 10 000 yrs more than de usual one... Hahaha... but i wanna thank Melvin for pushin Lynne's &amp; my bags w his new trolley service &amp;amp; Lynne for providing 'fuel' for the engine to run! Hahaha... simple as it may be, the walk was hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i won't mind having tt service again! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to eat PASTAMANIA w my Mummy &amp; Melissa...&lt;br /&gt;I feel tt now i'm so busy w sch, i come home so late &amp;amp; i hardly see my family... I dun want to treat my home like a hotel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good time chatting w my mummy... &amp; she got me a new devotional book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now 2 start QT full-gear again! I've been back-sliding too much le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115531223131971366?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115531223131971366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115531223131971366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115531223131971366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115531223131971366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/08/students-from-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115513428132542919</id><published>2006-08-09T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:38:01.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm still a child in heart...&lt;br /&gt;I dun understand y my sister/ neighbours/ friends all rather play de com than to watch the NDP...&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;Altho i've passed 17 yrs of my life...&lt;br /&gt;I still think the NDP is awesome...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's uncool to be patriotic, but i dun care... i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the songs, the "rusok Senjata"s, the performances, the fireworks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115513428132542919?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115513428132542919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115513428132542919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115513428132542919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115513428132542919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-i-guess-im-still-child-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115496545852614354</id><published>2006-08-07T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T08:44:18.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ta-da!</title><content type='html'>Just as i told Lynne i very long nv get ulcers le...&lt;br /&gt;One just had to pop up in my lower lip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've failed to resolve to not taking cabs this month...&lt;br /&gt;So now... I pledge not to eat&lt;br /&gt;Waffles from Popular this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Pre-National Day!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115496545852614354?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115496545852614354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115496545852614354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115496545852614354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115496545852614354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/08/ta-da.html' title='ta-da!'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115453370287658760</id><published>2006-08-02T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:48:22.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Randomly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.40pm, Wednesday, 02/08/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No taxi rides this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thank u AIN for gg w me to SAINTERACT's investiture w me!!!&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO CHARLENE, JEANETTE, SUYI, AUNTY, YOLANDA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;You're all INTERACTORS now!!! woo-hooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm glad  to be in SC cos for 1 thing... the committment to it pushes me to DO MY TUTORIALS! Woo-hooo! Nerdy bung [however u spell it] is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. But Steffi, pls rmbr...&lt;br /&gt;Serve God thru Council.&lt;br /&gt;NOT&lt;br /&gt;Serve Council thru God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy your QT book this month!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Can't wait for TRUST outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115453370287658760?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115453370287658760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115453370287658760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115453370287658760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115453370287658760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/08/randomly.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115435934812751232</id><published>2006-07-31T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T08:22:28.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my class</title><content type='html'>It's been 2 weeks le.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the 1st Monday of which i didn't forget my badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as much as i love the 29th, I want to love 06A04 too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope no one gets offended reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like since i've stepped up, i've been quite distant from my friends. Always rushing away for Council, leaving them behind. I feel different. I dunno if anyone looks at me differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i feel that 06A04 is a Great Class &amp; can be a Great Class... Esp w the unfathomable force we have to stand united agt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's the time to learn,&lt;br /&gt;learn to change.&lt;br /&gt;change to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel just like the Steffi before, the Steffi before the badge. Maybe, by consciously telling myself this... I am actually putting myself off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... I just hope tt even b4 the 2 years end, 06A04 will become a class in which no one is left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL LOADS!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the CLASS with CLASS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115435934812751232?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115435934812751232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115435934812751232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115435934812751232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115435934812751232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-class.html' title='my class'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115410501723727022</id><published>2006-07-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T09:43:37.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been 1 week since the Racial Harmony Day event! Ahhh... i missed it loads lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's memorable:&lt;br /&gt;- beat-box performance!&lt;br /&gt;- my fellow facils- Elaine &amp; Ashiq!&lt;br /&gt;- SA S4- the group tt's mixed to the max &amp;amp; quite quiet, but they were nice to talk to!&lt;br /&gt;- Specialty Games!&lt;br /&gt;- Getting cheated [this 1 must rmbr] by Melvin &amp; Brandon. They claimed that they were COLOURBLIND, and Lynne &amp;amp; I believed them... Esp so was Brandon's "professional colour test". He described it till it sounded like he really took de test! Then we shu-ku-ly kept testing them abt colours, so malu lah!&lt;br /&gt;- Going to Swensons with Lynne, Jeremy, Melvin, Brandon &amp; Yi Jie! The earthquake we bought really became an earthquake when all de flavours were disgustingly mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of my Council life, i will never forget....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to 28/07- Choir concert ushering!&lt;br /&gt;I had fun, honestly! Altho the blazer was hot &amp; sweaty &amp;amp; smelly, i had fun!&lt;br /&gt;And and, i wanna thank KENNETH! for the wonderfully sweet rose he gave me, altho it was an extra one he bought... THANK U!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Also, Karin, Nah Mai, Fiona, Fanella came too... &amp; Mrs Pryke... sadly, i missed talking to them... Aiyah!&lt;br /&gt;Jannah, i enjoyed our little talk in the cab home! Hahaha... now i know... [raises eyebrows cheekily] &amp;amp; u know too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir Concert Ushers- Jason, Jeremy, Timothy, Brendan, Clarence, Eric, Malcolm, Jannah, Joyce, Bernice, Lynn, me! Wooo.....Wooooo... Woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, JIAYOU to Wanlin &amp; Jiahui!!! Hope u can survive OCIP camp &amp;amp; u'll make it into the trip! Have faith! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115410501723727022?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115410501723727022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115410501723727022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115410501723727022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115410501723727022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-been-1-week-since-racial-harmony.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115384019123108919</id><published>2006-07-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:09:51.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My entry</title><content type='html'>To all who are stressed/ heavy-burdened/ troubled,&lt;br /&gt;This is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling really really down?&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the start of the week, but it feels like the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, fret not! There is always someone who is with you, no matter where, no matter when. He has offered this promise, &lt;em&gt;"Come to me, all you who are waery and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this someone may sound like he's boasting when He says, "for I am gentle and humble in heart". [looks like an irony?]  But, nope, that wasn't His intention. This was said to give you the assurance that He is able &amp; willing to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to share your difficulties with anyone? Maybe you are searching for someone who is willing to listen to you? You know you want answers but no one can give you the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever talked to God above?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell him that you need a friend to love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray in Jesus' name believing that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God answers prayers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you told Him all your cares and woes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every tiny little thing He knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know that He will always hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And He will answer prayers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can whisper in a crowd to Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can cry when you're alone to Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't have to pray out loud to Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knows your thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a lofty mountain peak He's there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a meadow by a stream He's there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anywhere on earth you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's been there from the start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe God doesn't answer you in a way that you want Him to answer you. Maybe God won't use words to answer your question. However, always remember that He is God and nothing is impossible with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ask and you shall receive, and your joy will be complete."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life feels like a race?&lt;br /&gt;However, you don't see the finishing line and yet, u wanna give up?&lt;br /&gt;But there is always people to cheer you on, yes yes?&lt;br /&gt;Well, one who will never fail to cheer you on is Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved us and by his grace gave us eternal encouragement and good hope, encourage your hearts and strengthen you in every good deed and word."&lt;br /&gt;- 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ is always with you, it's your choice if you would want to turn to Him for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, life isn't promised to be a bed of roses. Whose life does not have any trying times at all? Thus, it's ok if you feel weak at times. But, do not give up on yourself. Even being weak has its own strength:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong."&lt;br /&gt;-2 Corinthians 12:9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when we are weak, we will realise that God is the One who can keep us strong. Or else, our proud nature would get the better for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't expect life to be any easier. Know that it will be manageable when you trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's the choice you want to make. Will you want to look to Him and trust Him? Do you want to give all you are/have to Him? [After all, He gave them to you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what your answer is, know that Christ is always waiting for your heart, soul and mind to open its doors to Him. This is one thing i can assure you when you do open them to Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;-Philippians 4:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ will never leave you nor forsake you. He is with you. Anytime, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;And there's trouble anywhere&lt;br /&gt;He will be your light and guide your way&lt;br /&gt;When you are alone&lt;br /&gt;He has promised He will stay&lt;br /&gt;Surrender your life to him today&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115384019123108919?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115384019123108919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115384019123108919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115384019123108919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115384019123108919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-entry.html' title='My entry'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115315104313992369</id><published>2006-07-17T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T08:44:03.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>D day is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.. it's C day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's quite long ago le... but guess what, i'm not gonna record it here... it belongs to somewhere better! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steffi is so smart to have put facial foam on her hair the other day...&lt;br /&gt;She thought de Mild extra yoghurt extracts can nourish her hair.&lt;br /&gt;What was she thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i wanna say tt i enjoyed myself loads on C day... :D LOVES 29TH MUCH MUCH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115315104313992369?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115315104313992369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115315104313992369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115315104313992369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115315104313992369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/d-day-is-over-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115272225697332846</id><published>2006-07-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T09:47:36.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now to commemorate eventful days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Group 4 outing to Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;i know this was so long ago, 24/06/06. When i was supposed to stay home to STUDY for c.T, I went to SENTOSA with my GROUP 4 pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stacy, Yuki, Ivan, Liu Shuai, Don, Steffi-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking from the ticket center to the ferry terminal, i thought abt:&lt;br /&gt;- LTC&lt;br /&gt;-Trust&lt;br /&gt;-The Walk&lt;br /&gt;-Melvin's radio show&lt;br /&gt;-Our zao-sia 'Oh when the Saints go marching in'&lt;br /&gt;-Trust's delicious bkfast&lt;br /&gt;I actually felt like crying a little [cos i love 29th!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to BK for bkfast, proudly half-sponsored by Ivan, from our YF budget! It was a good fish burger i had &amp; ONION RINGS IN THE MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to the CLOSED musical fountain &amp;amp; worshiped God there, as well as a little devotion by Don. As we were walking [again!], i rmbred Trust's trail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much deliberation, we went to Cinemania! It was Fun, just a little too short! And we met this cute cute Jap boy whom Stacy is so so so crazy over! Lols... He screamed more than us, the girls, during the ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i brought us to walk the super long way [i'm sorry] to Siloso beach... When we were there, it was photo-taking time! [the pics r in yuki's blog... must go grab them!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the beach was where the real real fun started! Brave brace Stacy volunteered to be the 1 buried in de sand... Woo-hoo! Then it was Ivan's &amp; Liu shuai's turn to be in the sand... Don, our wonderful director made up funny funny videos &amp;amp; stories abt de 'burials'... Super hilarious lah! But u've to be there to experience it, really!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Don &amp; i were the only SAINT [note de pun] ones who didn't jump into de sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; those who jumped... they did experiments of who could stand on who... all taped down in video! [ok, at least most were!] =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then rushed over to Tampines mall... TO SUPPORT NORMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack: Yes Yes, SUPPORT NORMAN FOR S'PORE IDOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we couldn't see much of him &amp; later went to LJS to eat dinner, at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and we the SMART pple, took the train to pasir ris, so tt we can get seats... &amp;amp; took de train back home! [Fancy Ivan living in Boon Lay!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train, the guys got conned! [Yea, STACY!] &amp; Don &amp;amp; Ivan were telling me all the Russell Peters jokes... i dun have to watch &amp; i was laughing real hard le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the wonderful BUKIT PANJANG-ERS continued our journey on the MRT &amp;amp; LRT! &amp; i'm glad to have been able to know Don better thru this outing! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, i had loads &amp;amp; loads of fun! =nvm de C.t!=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) SAJC college day&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st official Council duty! Woo-hoo! I am glad i was in reception! =D We didn't have much to do till abt 6+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being responsible &amp; tasked-to-do pple, Bernice, Jordan &amp;amp; i helped w the deco of de dinner tables [no wonder they were so pretty]... With other 28th seniors too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and 'Swimming goggles UP!! *tooooooooooooooooooooooooot*&lt;br /&gt;No matter how corny/lame u think de game was, we had a good, no it's GREAT time laughing, yes yes LYNNE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The satay was hard but i had fun doing my Route 1 duty &amp; reception... I felt like a waitress! *YEA! got alternative job for my future le!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynne &amp; i went home 2gether on de bus... super tired but hey, i had no regrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)NJC band concert w Tian Long&lt;br /&gt;On my way, in the bus, u'd nv guess who i saw on de streets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TianLong &amp; i went to Subway for our dinner... hahaha... u shld bring ur classmates there 1 day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NJC band was super super pro lah! Altho Final fantasy was super super long [no wonder Canon in D can be 50mins long], i enjoyed tt song loads! It felt like a story... love story maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i like the STOMP a lot! How they r so smart to use rubbish bins as drums was just brilliant! &amp; the dances were real entertaining... Now band members have to sing &amp;amp; dance... wah, stress ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian Long &amp; i went to meet Ashley during the interval, &amp;amp; it appeared tt for the past 1 hr, i had been lookin at the wrong person on stage, thinking he was Ashley!!! Argh! Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, they didn't play Forrest Gump which i so badly wanted to hear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now... COMMENDATION's only 2 days away! Woo-hoo! Can't wait! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115272225697332846?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115272225697332846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115272225697332846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115272225697332846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115272225697332846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/now-to-commemorate-eventful-days-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115245757718467076</id><published>2006-07-09T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T08:06:17.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Faith, little faith, no faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith- You'll be surely sure that the Lord will guide u thru all adversaries... that He'll lead u thru ur whole life. Faith w/o doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little faith- yes, u trust God, but ain't willing to let go of ur problems totally. You're conscious that God is with u &amp; u still seek Him, just that u hold on to fear in ur heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No faith- no God. Completely resisting Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we can all strive to be pple with Faith- to know &amp; believe that the Lord will see us thru. &amp;amp; that He'll guide us thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For HE WILL lead us ALL the way! *if only we trust in Him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 13:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... 'Never will I leave you;&lt;br /&gt;       Never will I forsake you.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115245757718467076?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115245757718467076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115245757718467076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115245757718467076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115245757718467076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/faith-little-faith-no-faith-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115229025973646063</id><published>2006-07-07T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T09:37:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>World cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England's OUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;No more Gerrard!!! Oh no!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy, i'm sorry, plays dirty ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France- the antique shop.&lt;br /&gt;But antiques have their values!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May de best team win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[and charlene, the pict of Gerrard on the Pringles can wasn't a v nice one]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115229025973646063?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115229025973646063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115229025973646063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115229025973646063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115229025973646063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-englands-out-no-more-gerrard.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115228935884244831</id><published>2006-07-07T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T09:23:34.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Ernie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/ernie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Playful and childlike, you are everyone's favorite friend - even if your goofy antics get annoying at times.&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Amused - you are very easily entertained&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Always making people smile. From your silly songs to your wild pranks, you keep things fun.&lt;br /&gt;How you live your life: With ease. Life is only difficult when your friends won't play with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 1st time... doing this..... And being ernie is quite cute so i posted it up! wheeee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115228935884244831?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115228935884244831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115228935884244831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115228935884244831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115228935884244831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-ernieplayful-and-childlike-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115228823513226622</id><published>2006-07-07T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T09:03:55.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok... don't probe anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I won't say he's my admirer or anything, cos he NEVER did say anything..&lt;br /&gt;Mayb i was just being OVER-suspicious, yes?&lt;br /&gt;And he has stopped... YEA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I was lying in bed on Wed nite... trying to construct a blog entry and i tot of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if 1 day i cld be a WAG?&lt;br /&gt;i can thus give up GP! Yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then&lt;br /&gt;But then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never will i b able to enjoy that kind of life cos Steffi isn't an uptown girl.&lt;br /&gt;I realised tt i'd just be uncouth Mia from Princess Diaries... Uncouth forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, being a housewife wasn't tt bad... That was what i felt doing the laundry and sweeping the floor on tuesday. But tt was from a ONE day's experience... doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm sticking to being a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought abt Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Is it very egoistic of me to just type what i feel, what i think?&lt;br /&gt;I mean... everything here is abt me, is it not?&lt;br /&gt;However, i came to the conclusion that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, isn't that what your blog is SUPPOSED to be abt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115228823513226622?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115228823513226622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115228823513226622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115228823513226622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115228823513226622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115192493555423357</id><published>2006-07-03T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T04:08:55.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it that i was just doing my part to be a nice person to him&lt;br /&gt;once or mayb twice, and then he starts msging me every nite to say 'good nite'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he just called me to go for a concert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry tt i'm being mean, but eeeeeeeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like him!&lt;br /&gt;What do i do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation 2:&lt;br /&gt;I cut my fringe again!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, it's not too short and Ms k will still accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TRUST! I miss our times in LTC!&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, inside me, i feel like i'm not that close to you TRUSTEES anymore now tt we're back 2 our daily lives... Haiz~ I'll do my part to keep to TRUST spirit strong! =] heeheeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, prepare me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be a Sanctuary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pure and holy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tried and true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be a living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sanctuary for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115192493555423357?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115192493555423357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115192493555423357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115192493555423357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115192493555423357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-is-it-that-i-was-just-doing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115176846741702118</id><published>2006-07-01T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:41:07.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turning back</title><content type='html'>It's crowded in worship today&lt;br /&gt;As she slips in trying to fade into the faces&lt;br /&gt;The girls' teasing laughter is carrying farther than they know&lt;br /&gt;Farther than they know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But if we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His arms reaching?&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His hands healing?&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His words teaching?&lt;br /&gt;And if we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His feet going?&lt;br /&gt;Why is His love not showing&lt;br /&gt;them there is a way?&lt;br /&gt;There is a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A traveler is far away from home&lt;br /&gt;He sheds his coat&lt;br /&gt;and quietly sinks into the back row&lt;br /&gt;The weight of their judgmental glances&lt;br /&gt;Tells him that his chances are better out on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But if we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His arms reaching?&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His hands healing?&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His words teaching?&lt;br /&gt;And if we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His feet going?&lt;br /&gt;Why is His love not showing&lt;br /&gt;them there is a way?&lt;br /&gt;There is a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus paid much too high a price&lt;br /&gt;For us to pick and choose&lt;br /&gt;who should come&lt;br /&gt;And we are the body of Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But if we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His arms reaching?&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His hands healing?&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His words teaching?&lt;br /&gt;And if we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His feet going?&lt;br /&gt;Why is His love not showing&lt;br /&gt;them there is a way?&lt;br /&gt;There is a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-If we are the body (casting crowns)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does what happened in 'If we are the body' sound familiar to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is apt for my faith now.&lt;br /&gt;I dun think i'm living my christian life right.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stop my tracks, turn back to God, &amp; walk His way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've seen God working wondrously in the small small details of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Waking up everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the morbidness-&lt;br /&gt;U cld have passed away in the middle of the nite.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;God's blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb we often overlook these small details. But when i've learnt to humble myself and see the small small blessings which are really big big eye openers to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking in the carpark to the bus stop from home in 1 of de may days.&lt;br /&gt;I looked up &amp; i saw the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb this sounds cliché, but&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like the moon.&lt;br /&gt;A reflector of God's light so that others may see His light and it is a help &amp; guide to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon gets its light from the great big sun.&lt;br /&gt;I get my light from the Almighty God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon is minute agt the sun, yet it is in the system of 'helping the world'.&lt;br /&gt;I am just 1 tiny single person in God's eyes, but i'm still in His plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth only has 1 moon.&lt;br /&gt;I am specially &amp; personally known by God. [ and u r too! =D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon gives light to the night.&lt;br /&gt;I am given the opportunity to help others with God's love &amp; grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115176846741702118?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115176846741702118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115176846741702118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115176846741702118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115176846741702118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/07/turning-back.html' title='turning back'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115107951225301850</id><published>2006-06-23T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T09:18:32.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can steffi survive next week?&lt;br /&gt;She thinks not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will steffi survive next week?&lt;br /&gt;She hopes to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does steffi want to survive next week?&lt;br /&gt;She has to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had the feeling of not knowing whether the answer to your question is Yes or No ?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's worse than...&lt;br /&gt;1. having an answer of Yes when u hope it's No.&lt;br /&gt;2. having an answer of No when u hope it's Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still dun get y Rooney's angry when he was called off the pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i tell u,&lt;br /&gt;Steffi loves 29th SC very much.&lt;br /&gt;Steffi loves Trust a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And steffi is to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Good nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 12.14am now... whatever the time is stated below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115107951225301850?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115107951225301850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115107951225301850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115107951225301850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115107951225301850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-steffi-survive-next-week-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115089712481747144</id><published>2006-06-21T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T06:38:44.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>England vs Sweden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st FULL game i've watched in the World Cup. Nope, I didn't stay up till 3am [too lazy]. I watched it at 1.30pm this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i 1st saw the players' list.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;GERRARD was a SUBSTITUTE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was super super sad can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the game just started, Owen had his big break-- literally BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;I felt OUCH for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joe Cole was so small &amp; nimble, i thought he was small-boy-cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i dun understand y Rooney was angry that he was substituted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GERRARD SCORED WITH A HEADER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Allowing England to lead 2-1!&lt;br /&gt;Woo-HOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then equaliser in the 90th min... oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do hope Owen will be better for the next match.&lt;br /&gt;And Crouch can play better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And David Villa from Spain is cute!&lt;br /&gt;But Steven Gerrard wins him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115089712481747144?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115089712481747144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115089712481747144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115089712481747144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115089712481747144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/06/england-vs-sweden-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115082162864559502</id><published>2006-06-20T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:40:28.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Malacca&lt;br /&gt;Riviera Bay&lt;br /&gt;15/06-18/06&lt;br /&gt;Zachariah and Tiara, his soft toy dog.&lt;br /&gt;Coach ride, sitting at the back w Bernice and Glenys.&lt;br /&gt;Yong Peng, the giant fish, my dad, and all the rubbish food that we bought.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at TIARA golf club.&lt;br /&gt;My family &amp; Bernice in Room 807.&lt;br /&gt;Bernice's family in Room 809.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HUMBLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n Ball, Dog &amp; Fruit, Tug-of-war.&lt;br /&gt;S'pore idol.&lt;br /&gt;Supper from Seafarers' Bay &amp;amp; 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;Bible Quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice &amp; her Brownie &amp;amp; her Coke.&lt;br /&gt;Charis &amp; her Cheesecake&amp;amp; her Soya Bean.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my i-dunnoe-what-name chocolate cake &amp;amp; my F&amp;N Grape.&lt;br /&gt;Us &amp;amp; our Apple Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup matches.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping real late.&lt;br /&gt;The walk to Charis' ulu room in de middle of de nite [creepy &amp; fun].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Qute-sies &amp; Every Move I Make.&lt;br /&gt;BLC's Testify to Love &amp;amp; slow-mo Insurance ad.&lt;br /&gt;JCCL's Magic show.&lt;br /&gt;MKLC's diaper ad.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kee's Magic.&lt;br /&gt;The War game.&lt;br /&gt;Bananas of the world unite!&lt;br /&gt;Romans &amp; his partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice and her piano.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice &amp; her family &amp;amp; Nonya restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;My mum, my sis &amp; Mahkota.&lt;br /&gt;Bus ride w lots of marshmallows &amp;amp; cartwheel chips.&lt;br /&gt;Every1 desperately finishing all the chewing gum b4 reaching S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custom.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Jason's tour-guiding.&lt;br /&gt;Jokes on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Yu Pian Mi Fen at Market.&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Those were just my recollections of LCS RETREAT 2006!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm being bimbotic...&lt;br /&gt;Gerrard. Owen. Villa. Torres.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, i'm a girl! I watch Worldcup not just for its action!&lt;br /&gt;Heeheee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, Spain plays well. Really!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's criticising England...&lt;br /&gt;But Gerrard's slam for the goal was GOOD! Only that poor Trinidad guy had to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;And Terry's save was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115082162864559502?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115082162864559502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115082162864559502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115082162864559502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115082162864559502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/06/malaysia-malacca-riviera-bay-1506-1806.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115029827149620018</id><published>2006-06-14T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T08:17:51.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RETREAT 2006</title><content type='html'>I can't wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be RETREAT time!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Malacca, pple! Dun miss me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, how long ago was it? 1 yr ago in Batam... The Retreat in which i was painfully the only GIRL in my grp for the Youth program. The Retreat in which i had tonnes of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, another milestone will be arriving... I'll be back pple!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now ONE WEEK from LTC! Oh my! I miss my TRUSTEES, I miss my 29ths, I miss my seniors!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, hell went past, but we had fun! Rmbr our eggs, our walk, our games? Nope, steffi's not gonna forget all these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's going all out to serve God, SAJC &amp; 29th to her fullest possible-est potential! Nth's gonna stand in her way of service [if God allows] because STEFFI REALLY REALLY LOVES 29!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we're only at the beginning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115029827149620018?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115029827149620018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115029827149620018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115029827149620018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115029827149620018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/06/retreat-2006_115029827149620018.html' title='RETREAT 2006'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115029827148717890</id><published>2006-06-14T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T08:17:51.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RETREAT 2006</title><content type='html'>I can't wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be RETREAT time!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Malacca, pple! Dun miss me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, how long ago was it? 1 yr ago in Batam... The Retreat in which i was painfully the only GIRL in my grp for the Youth program. The Retreat in which i had tonnes of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, another milestone will be arriving... I'll be back pple!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now ONE WEEK from LTC! Oh my! I miss my TRUSTEES, I miss my 29ths, I miss my seniors!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, hell went past, but we had fun! Rmbr our eggs, our walk, our games? Nope, steffi's not gonna forget all these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's going all out to serve God, SAJC &amp; 29th to her fullest possible-est potential! Nth's gonna stand in her way of service [if God allows] because STEFFI REALLY REALLY LOVES 29!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we're only at the beginning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115029827148717890?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115029827148717890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115029827148717890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115029827148717890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115029827148717890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/06/retreat-2006_14.html' title='RETREAT 2006'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-115004050504636661</id><published>2006-06-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T08:41:45.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/Picture%20254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/Picture%20254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/Picture%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/Picture%20055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/Picture%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/Picture%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SINGAPORE DELEGATES OF the 5th ASEAN STUDENT EXCHANGE PROGRAMME in THE PHILIPPINES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I wanted to go offline le... but my itchy fingers led to the 'ASEAN pics' icon on my desktop and i started to browse thru them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a year and a half since that memorable trip. I still have not forgotten the wonderful memories I had spent with my friends from the other ASEAN countries, esp Natalie and Lisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[and if u're from SA, u might find Desmond familiar =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, pretty Natalie- wonderful &amp; beautiful St Marg's sister, while i was still being nerdy w my specs &amp; braces. She stood by me, during the trip and after the trip- and i thank God for such a great fren! Tho we may be in different schs now, i will NEVER forget the great times we've spent in the Philippines, Nat! =D Wheeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, steffi, the dummy, has not taken the effort to keep in touch w her ASEAN frens! How little she treasures their frenship- time to get working!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i may forget the programme, but i'll nv 4get the times we spent together as 1 ASEAN family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, there's always a need to move on. Now, Steffi is very much in love with her 29th Student Council! I feel that it's thru the tough times we spent together that had brought us all closer as 1 family! And Steffi thanks God that she's only at the beginning of her Council term- she is not looking forward to the end, where there'll be goodbyes and tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-115004050504636661?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/115004050504636661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=115004050504636661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115004050504636661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/115004050504636661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/06/presenting-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114995424235146691</id><published>2006-06-10T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T08:44:02.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back home</title><content type='html'>I thrugged my heavy bag and feet home. The eagerness to step home was overwhelming!&lt;br /&gt;I excitedly pressed the doorbell, awaiting the prospect of a good bath, and a good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then..&lt;br /&gt;I hear my dad on the phone over the door. He was saying, "do u make house calls?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, Oh shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad opened the door &amp; my excitement turned to worry. My daddy told me my mum was super sick- She was giddy until she could not get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That scared the daylights out of me. Tt's cos such giddiness had caught my mummy once before, until she was sent to the hospital &amp; i was afraid tt she wld die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i threw my bag in the kitchen &amp; went to see my mummy. She looked real bad... The doc came &amp; gave her a jab. She's alrite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only thank God tt my mummy's safe and better... I hope He'll continue to protect her and watch over her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114995424235146691?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114995424235146691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114995424235146691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114995424235146691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114995424235146691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-home.html' title='back home'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114896636792085323</id><published>2006-05-29T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:19:27.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i SAT on the 154 bus home ytd, and when i flexed my feet straight, PARALLEL TO THE GROUND,  my legs were hanging and i could swing them! Obviously, this shows how SHORT Steffi is- Wake up to reality lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHORT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Instructions&lt;br /&gt;1. The tagged victims have to come up with eight different points of his/her perfect lover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged the second time, there's no need to do this AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, most importantly, HAVE. FUN. DOING. IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: I walk the straight path--- i want a guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight points [no order]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- taller than me [even if it's 0.1cm, it's alrite!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- knows music [recorder also can]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- wants me for who i really am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- someone who can feel comfy just by sitting next to me, even if we don't speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- likes playing w kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- considerate [so tt he'll teach me to be considerate]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- honest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- frank yet tactful [possible!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- someone who's comfy being himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;VICTIMS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Melissa Wiwi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Mavis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Raksha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Pei Lin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Lizzy Law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Priscilla aka Patrick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YOU're IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wheee... have fun doing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But honestly, i can't judge a guy like that, can i? Oh wells... for fun! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114896636792085323?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114896636792085323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114896636792085323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114896636792085323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114896636792085323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/funny-how-when-i-sat-on-154-bus-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114874586585415169</id><published>2006-05-27T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T09:04:26.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiiee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey, y u tag me? ahaha... but i'll do that chain thing another time, k? cos got fren i want to sabo, but haven't got her link yet... *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene! S stands for Super, Superb, Smart, Sparkling, Splendid and SAINT!!!!! U jealous a not? So Kaypoh, come and see see look look my blog, rite? I know cos u can't resist it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, i had a wonderful time meeting Lynne, Fung Yin and Melissa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIWI! I miss u telling me to "slap yourself" everytime i burp! Thank u so much for all the scoldings, but the habit hasn't died out yet, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeheeeeheeeheeeheheeeheeheeheeeheheeeeheeheheeheheheheheheeeheeehee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114874586585415169?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114874586585415169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114874586585415169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114874586585415169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114874586585415169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/aiiee.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114856655821588371</id><published>2006-05-25T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T07:30:16.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy but not down</title><content type='html'>Finally, now i heave a sigh of relief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lit essays are done... Oh my, this week i now understand 'stress'. For 2 consecutive nites, i've been sleeping ard 11pm and waking up at ard 4am to do PW and Lit. Steffi, wake up to the real world now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to get my life back on track, esp Quiet Time. I'm a sinner, a backslider from God. Since i've stopped QT, i find it now to easy continue this discontinuity. Hey Steffi, morning worship isn't what that brings you closer to God. It's your personal experience with Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how down life gets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA THANK ALL WHO HAVE SUPPORTED ME FOR SC! I'm sorry if i had appeared half-hearted for being grateful to YOU, but the truth is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GRATEFULLY GRATEFUL TO YOU! I have now seen how precious these friendships are to me, altho some may be rather distant friendship! And i feel that it isn't ur vote that matters to me, but it is YOU willing to think abt me! So even if u didn't have the chance to vote, i want to thank YOU for your well-wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I APPRECIATE YOU VERY VERY MUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114856655821588371?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114856655821588371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114856655821588371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114856655821588371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114856655821588371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/busy-but-not-down.html' title='busy but not down'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114822440848580319</id><published>2006-05-21T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T08:13:28.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my precious AUDREY!!! And she gave me a blue bracelet which she made it personally herself. Ahhhh... My day is made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she gave me the bracelet, she said, " i give u blue one cos i know u like blue." Then i told her i liked yellow too, and she went to her mum, aunty Lily, and told her that i like yellow! Ahhh... she's wonderfully considerate! I love my little Audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian diao...&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with 2 lit CA essays to do, Math qns, and steffi, u had better START revising for Common test, if u don't want to flunk it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Council results will be out tmrw...&lt;br /&gt;Steffi,&lt;br /&gt;Expect the worst and Hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok if i don't get in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still glad to have been given the chance to go Innova ytd and i met my beloved sitting partner, Lizzy Law!!!! I miss our wacky times in St. Margs! I still have ur 'peanuts cheque'- rmbr the $600,000 one u wrote for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114822440848580319?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114822440848580319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114822440848580319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114822440848580319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114822440848580319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/early-in-morning-i-met-my-precious.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114805716156842550</id><published>2006-05-19T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:46:01.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't rmbr what exactly happened on thursday morning at the cafe. So i'm left wondering to myself: Did i or didn't i? That's what caused me to feel "not rite" during Econs lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i did, then it's alrite. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If i didn't, i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;, i didn't mean to ignore you. Really. So if i have made u upset, pls don't be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Habannah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was an enjoyable performance! I hope u all won't feel too discouraged becos I KNOW that u are ALL good musicians! Cheer up, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i don't know if i'm saying the right things (i hope i am), but if i'm not, i'm real sorry.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if u know u want to say something but just don't have the courage to becos u're afraid u might affect other pple? What would u do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114805716156842550?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114805716156842550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114805716156842550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114805716156842550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114805716156842550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-you-i-cant-rmbr-what-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114779326523639642</id><published>2006-05-16T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T08:27:45.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steffi is back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From her dreadful illness... Looked like a drug addict at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wanna thank all who gave me encouragement to recover fast! THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Your messages really lighted up my day!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Raksha- whoa! Wonderful performance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiaoTing- whee! You were great! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth- woo-hoo! You looked fantastic with ur hairdo! heehee... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come it's "tau-fu" and not "to-fu"?&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day-&lt;br /&gt;I love my mum loads and loads! She's someone who nv leaves me alone tho i have to stay up late to study sometimes. She's willing to help me in all ways she can. I love my mum loads and loads!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;Subway-&lt;br /&gt;Last week, 06A04 went to Marina square for Subway.&lt;br /&gt;Today, 06A04 went to Harbourfront for Subway.&lt;br /&gt;It's addictive, i tell u.. but wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;We're not gonna let *her* dampen our spirits!&lt;br /&gt;*She* isn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;No point feeling pissed over her anyways...&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;Although Steffi and Smart start with an S,&lt;br /&gt;Steffi isn't Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither is she stupid or an S[ note the pun]&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114779326523639642?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114779326523639642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114779326523639642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114779326523639642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114779326523639642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-yes-steffi-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114701304373459425</id><published>2006-05-07T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T07:44:03.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I honestly don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is abt her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we're in different schools, different envts.&lt;br /&gt;It's so much more difficult to connect with her, i feel that the worlds that we live in are now far far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i see her grow distant away from God, but in SA, i feel so much closer to Him. I feel guilty. I feel like i didn't take the effort to save her from where she is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if she tells me the truth of her life. I can now only ask her, "so how's ur sch?" We're good frens, supposedly best frens, but i can't seem to talk abt much w her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best frens.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if all these years i've been cheating her/myself. We proclaim we're best frens, but even in sch, we hung out w different cliques. SO are we best frens?  Here, i'll be honest, i can't say she's my best fren. I don't know what's going on in her innermost life, she doesn't know what's going on in my innermost life. But if i say she's not my best fren, i'm afraid she'll get angry, she'll get upset, she'll be filled w rage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault i didn't take the extra effort to keep her close to God? Did i bother too much about my own life to have forsaken her? Was i blind to her danger signs of falling away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i worried abt her? Theoretically, i shouldn't be worried for her cos she's older than me. But... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if i take the effort to bring her back to God? She's after all the one rejecting Him. But i can't say that until i am her. But precisely, i am not. So i can't make judgements, or give  up on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i give up on her, will there be anyone else for her? To me, i see no one? Yes, there are some who make the effort to help her, save her, but i see nothing going nowhere. So how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's my life. I see myself moving on from the yesteryears of being shu ku [i should think]. But there's still her which i cannot leave behind just like that. She at stage 1.5, i'm at stage 3? That's how i'd describe us now? It's difficult to turn back to pull her along w me. But who am i to pull her? Theoretically, she's supposedly the 1 who should pull me cos she's older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i'm guilty. I'm guilty of feeling proud sometimes, and disregarding her with a click of the fingers. And yes, i'm sorry for doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me what i can do or should do? Cos i feel burdened, and i don't want to feel this way, cos she's older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114701304373459425?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114701304373459425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114701304373459425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114701304373459425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114701304373459425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-honestly-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114684258957150466</id><published>2006-05-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T03:29:13.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GP... done [tho. quite screwed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPP 1st draft... done [hope she'll like it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late nites can stop for a while, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was record breaking. On Wednesday, i stayed up till 1.30am to do GP research. Cos my computer was irritatingly refusing to save my work. So i had to retype my stuff TWICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 12 am last nite, oh me my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to church today, on board this 153 bus. In front of me there was this super cute boy who talked a lot and seemed to be talking to himself, but in reality, he was talking to his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He caught my attn cos he mentioned "bukit panjang". He was saying that Bukit Panjang was quite near to Sengkang. [obviously not!] Then he repeated "and Sengkang is quite far away from..[cut off]" THRICE! After which, he said he can travel very fast from Sengkang to Bukit Panjang if he drove a car, and he started talking abt cars... "VROOOM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i'm blogging abt this.. i'm not making myself out to be a paedophile. Just want to point out how many of us see the beauty of little children, their rather innocent minds and kaypoh qns which u might nv ever think abt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i miss my Sunday sch class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114684258957150466?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114684258957150466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114684258957150466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114684258957150466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114684258957150466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/gp.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114675473232329021</id><published>2006-05-04T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T07:58:52.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/100_2414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/100_2414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to love my sister and hence, this picture here. [she's next to me now, exclaiming, "see, i so pretty!"] But ahahahha... I"M PRETTIER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Miss Hon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;She had her last econs tutorial with us today. *sobs sobs*&lt;br /&gt;I hope she'll come back to SA to teach 06A04!&lt;br /&gt;With her, i understand CPE and DD &amp; SPPLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06A04 watched XIAO HAI BU BEN today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For Chinese lesson! lols...&lt;br /&gt;Charle-ne &amp; i were both anticipating excitedly for it!&lt;br /&gt;And oh me my!&lt;br /&gt;U'd know what i'd mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav lessons everyday:&lt;br /&gt;Monday- Econs TUTORIAL with Ms Hon!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- PE with Mr Soh!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- PE!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- Econs TUTORIAL!&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Chinese lessons [ or else it's b/w civics/pw *poot*]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114675473232329021?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114675473232329021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114675473232329021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114675473232329021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114675473232329021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114649666130428310</id><published>2006-05-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T08:19:17.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Labour Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LEARNT MAHJONG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Proudly taught by Audrey and Joel...&lt;br /&gt;Suyi had real beginner's luck- she won twice, i think!&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn [auntie] and i were the 2 noobs who thought we won, but it was really false alarm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey is super cute! No audrey, the mahjong game super quiet... Everytime her turn, she'll SCREAM! Then she'll giggle giggle giggle. Lols... super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's not as cute as my LITTLE Audrey! [*sorry*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack: Went with Audrey and her family to Bt. Timah hill on Sat... Ah... She's super cute! My little gu niang was really the princess... But i don't mind, she's MY princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ashlyn and i were really gong... Heehees.. When we had 3 sets of 3 tiles and 1 set of 2 tiles, we thought we won and started SCREAMING! Then audrey and joel had to tell us that we were WRONG! *Poot* Lols... i had a great time of mahjong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiti anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to BPP [the place to be (not)] for dinner w my family at Cafe Cartel. We met Sara and her family there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... yes, Sara-- My childhood best fren!&lt;br /&gt;I'll nv forget how she made me love Bt. Panjang. Whenever possible, i would go to her "upstairs-downstairs" [meaning executive] house to play make-believe! We made the stairs a slide, we played "the good and evil sisters", we taught our sisters [melissa &amp;amp; belinda] how to dance and sing to "Ready or Not".&lt;br /&gt;The good old days of childhood innocence, i wonder where did it all go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later still, my mummy, melissa and i went to the newly re-vamped Popular.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who we saw now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tianyong and Tianhao! So funny lah... Tianyong's now tall n skinny like stick... And Tianhao tried to act cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was wearing this MAGNETIC earring, like some beng... At first, wah! so cool... Then he SMARTLY dropped the back of the earring when he took it out.&lt;br /&gt;... Cool image shattered...&lt;br /&gt;Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sad cos i dropped my phone and there are scratches on it, a little.. *poot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy today! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114649666130428310?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114649666130428310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114649666130428310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114649666130428310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114649666130428310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/05/labour-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114639600425232164</id><published>2006-04-30T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T04:20:04.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if i could give up the trouble of *her*, PI, GP, A levels and waking up at 5.20am to catch the ONE precious bus to get to sch on time for morning worship [not that i mind morning worship, but just the waking up part]?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i could go be road-sweeper, bus driver, sales assistant, etc? Will life be shiok too? Will i survive S'pore's future?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quite cool eh? But then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would mean:&lt;br /&gt;1. letting my parents down.&lt;br /&gt;2. leaving SA.&lt;br /&gt;3. not being a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show on animal planet [nerdy me]. It's called "One Planet" and today's episode was on seals in Seal island, south of Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw how the baby pup survived thru different adversities, how the mother lived only for mating &amp; reproducing. The narrator kept repeating, " he'll have to survive another of life's greatest test."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u see:&lt;br /&gt;Even the seals don't have an easy life. Why am i complaining? If the seals can live their lives, i think i can too. They had to go thru pain, starvation, &amp; danger of the great whites... I think i can go thru *her*, PI, GP, A levels &amp; waking early early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still don't like PI... bleh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114639600425232164?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114639600425232164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114639600425232164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114639600425232164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114639600425232164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-thinking-what-if-i-could-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114614843841689568</id><published>2006-04-27T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T07:33:58.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Daniel Powter. &lt;em&gt;Bad day&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what's the 1st verse to this song, so i'll just type from the 2nd verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world that we live in&lt;br /&gt;We are blinded from the truth&lt;br /&gt;Good &amp; bad seem so indifferent&lt;br /&gt;We don't act the way we should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn your eyes to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Let Him guide your way&lt;br /&gt;Surrender your life to Him today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;And there's trouble everywhere&lt;br /&gt;He will be your light and guide your way&lt;br /&gt;Whe you are alone&lt;br /&gt;He has promised He will stay&lt;br /&gt;Surrender your life to Him today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Response:&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are my hope&lt;br /&gt;when there's trouble everywhere&lt;br /&gt;You will be my Light and guide my way&lt;br /&gt;When i am alone&lt;br /&gt;You have promised You will stay&lt;br /&gt;I surrender my life to You today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kenny. &lt;em&gt;Turn your eyes to Jesus&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;========================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114614843841689568?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114614843841689568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114614843841689568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114614843841689568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114614843841689568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-had-bad-day-youre-taking-one-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114606339756778447</id><published>2006-04-26T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:56:37.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06A04 went to P.S to eat FOODCOURT for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;I had fun, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were the cakes which were earlier a great joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the cakes were supposedly a surprise for April &amp; March babies, i.e: Wanlin, Stacy, Joel, Raksha, XiaoTing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During chinese lesson, i asked Nicole "where do u want to buy the cake?" right in front of Stacy... And obviously, Nicole gave me the "killer" look, implying, "Why u ask now!?!?!?!??!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i made up an excuse, "where to buy for tmrw?" but i bet stacy knew le... Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;Audrey was smarter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to GP,&lt;br /&gt;Audrey casually asked Stacy [again], "Stacy, where can we buy cake in town?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i started bursting w laughter! Nicole gave the "killer" look again and Audrey was so blur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she realised her mistake, Audrey was so paiseh... And we kept laughing real badly all the way to GP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to cover up her act by saying it was a cake for her mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm using this term for the 1st time: ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;ROMANIS WON CHAMPION HOUSE FOR GIRLS AND BEST CHEERING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW GREAT WE ARE! WHEE-HEEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114606339756778447?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114606339756778447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114606339756778447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114606339756778447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114606339756778447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-06a04-went-to-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114571683001125942</id><published>2006-04-22T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T07:40:31.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's start from the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ came to my school!&lt;br /&gt;But he only performed 2 songs and left.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the scene was hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;When he came down from the stage, many pple ran up to him and crowded around him. How desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Lynne, Sandy and i went for Desiree's birthday dinner, only that the birthday girl didn't know we were coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we bought the cake from P.S [and i met marcus then]. We went to Taka to hide at one corner... so funny lor, looked like we were gonna burn the place down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Desiree came with Kimilia, we started singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY very loudly! Desiree's face was "OH MY GOODNESS!" Her stunned look will nv b forgotten! Then she super paiseh... lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Seoul Garden for dinner but had to wait for Xiaoyuan and Elaine to come. While waiting, Lynne smartly made Desiree a birthday hat [yue xing don't jealous ah]. It was green, tall, had white polka dots and it read, "HAPPY 17".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is good. We ate a lot! And there was "coffee chicken". I feel bad being a little too quiet, oh wells, i had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had the cake and took a lot of photos, Xiaoyuan was super funny and i couldn't stop laughing! She was bullying Desiree all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we had to part... I'll miss Desiree, Xiaoyuan and Kimilia! The good ole St Margs days, nth can replace that, EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;To all St margs sisters,&lt;br /&gt;To all PAE 06A04 maties,&lt;br /&gt;To all who have EVER been in OG5,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna just be ur "hi-and-bye" fren.&lt;br /&gt;Can we be more than that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114571683001125942?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114571683001125942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114571683001125942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114571683001125942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114571683001125942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/lets-start-from-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114554277290832822</id><published>2006-04-20T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T07:19:32.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spell her name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-E-R-R-O-R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world thinks that terrorists are people who plant bombs somewhere to kill others, i'd like to testify that a terrorist is more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g? Her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm real tired this week, altho it's after EASTER when i should be happy that JESUS CHRIST LIVES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu then...&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted, i'm tired. I teared. The eyebags are growing bigger and heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think to myself:&lt;br /&gt;This is only the start. Can i survive thru the future? I'm not even thinking abt living, just being able to survive makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i don't have as much life experience as her. [i'm only 17]. But she expects us to do things her way. I.e: P-E-R-F-E-C-T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are sinners fallen short of the glory of God. I cannot be perfect the way she wants me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may be proclaiming that she is a christian, but frankly, i don't see the Light of Christ shining in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i am a fan of BEP, i'd ask her, " where is the love?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, at the end of it all, i have God on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how tired YOU feel, He's always there for you. Definitely, we can't see Him, but he does make His presence known to each and every one of us in a personal and unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect love drives out all fear. This perfect love, i believe, comes from God, the Lord Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things thru Him who gives me strength. I may not be doing "the best" that others want me to do, but i know that i'm doing the best GOD wants me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast all your anxieties on Him for He cares for you. Pray- talk- confide in Him, He'll answer you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114554277290832822?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114554277290832822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114554277290832822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114554277290832822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114554277290832822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/spell-her-name-t-e-r-r-o-r-if-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114528543682681947</id><published>2006-04-17T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T07:50:36.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOW&lt;br /&gt;i understand the meaning of Economics.&lt;br /&gt;-how to make the right decision-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE&lt;br /&gt;i learn every right lesson from a wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;today's lesson was from the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUS&lt;br /&gt;ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to stand around with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STICKY YUCKY&lt;br /&gt;pple on crowded buses today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was smart to take bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171&lt;br /&gt;which i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT&lt;br /&gt;was the best bus because i'll get seat and i'll reach home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 ways to waste time: futile-ly and usefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTILE waste of time: being stuck on the bus for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Reason: some funny bus had to break down at a sliproad, causing the whole BT TIMAH road to jam up real bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i was stuck b/w 6th avenue and KAP for 1.5 hrs. Literally saw the sun SET in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I read the whole book of ESTHER and A &amp; C Act 1 in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the air con system wanted to give up at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USEFUL waste of time: blogging as i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world of Economics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114528543682681947?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114528543682681947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114528543682681947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114528543682681947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114528543682681947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-i-understand-meaning-of-economics.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114494033649394388</id><published>2006-04-13T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T07:58:56.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somewhere in outer space&lt;br /&gt;God has prepared a place&lt;br /&gt;For those who trust Him &amp; obey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will come again&lt;br /&gt;and tho we don't know when&lt;br /&gt;The countdown's getting close everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 &amp; 9&lt;br /&gt; 8 &amp; 7&lt;br /&gt;6 &amp;amp; 5 &amp; 4&lt;br /&gt;For those who trust Him and obey [i'm not sure for this line]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 &amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;Coming through&lt;br /&gt;The clouds in bright array&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown's getting closer everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui and i were singing this SUNDAY SCHOOL song on our way to the track from morning worship today[ surprisingly, we weren't doing our morning run].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i was walking home just now, i thought of the song again. How true are the words that we don't know when Jesus will come again. Thus, shouldn't we feel the urgency to live our lives right for Him such that if ever He comes, we'll be prepared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw's Good Friday. I want to repent of not being repentent during the past season of Lent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114494033649394388?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114494033649394388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114494033649394388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114494033649394388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114494033649394388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/somewhere-in-outer-space-god-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114459066263851149</id><published>2006-04-09T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T06:51:02.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Winston. Julia. Newspeak. Oceania. O'Brien. Eurasia. Eastasia. Thought Police. Victory coffee. Ministry of Truth, Ministry of Love, Ministry of Peace. War is peace, Freedom is slavery, Ignorance is strength. Big Brother. Goldstein. Two minutes of Hate. Records Department. Golden County. Mr Charrington. Diary. Bombs. I love you. Betrayal. Windowless. Gin. Syme. Parsons. Pub. Jones, Aaronson, Rutherford. Telescreen. Memory hole. Katherine. The Brotherhood. Winston's mother and sister. Rats. Thrush. Proles. Mongolian face. Shooting. St. Clements, St. Martins. 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet u won't understand what i've just typed. These are what i rmbr from &lt;&lt;1984&gt;&gt;, lit book.&lt;br /&gt;It leaves me in great thought and confused, but no, i'm not going to doubt God. And i'll study this well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114459066263851149?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114459066263851149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114459066263851149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114459066263851149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114459066263851149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/winston.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114433321478351653</id><published>2006-04-06T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T07:20:14.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>christine's photos</title><content type='html'>i uploaded CHRISTINE's departure photos le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's in the other blog and i'm real sorry it's so so so so so so late... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sad i couldn't go for LIFE CONCERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope many hearts were touched by GOD's AMAZING LOVE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114433321478351653?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114433321478351653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114433321478351653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114433321478351653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114433321478351653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/christines-photos.html' title='christine&apos;s photos'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114407902519322090</id><published>2006-04-03T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T08:02:08.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The long ride home</title><content type='html'>I took the long ride home today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Left SA at abt 6pm cos i was waiting for the rain to stop w GRACE, JIAHUI &amp; WANLIN[ thank u for waiting w me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Grace RAN for her 31 bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Jiahui and wanlin hurriedly walked to their 26 bus, cos it came when we just reached the bus stop [i won't mention what happened in b/w]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I told myself to take whatever bus that comes first, across the bridge from SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I let the 151 past, cos there were no seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I took the double-decker 154 and sat right at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Read 1984 the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hoped that the bus would go to Pei Hwa, but it turned into NP's road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stopped opp NP and crossed over to wait for a 184.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Felt wierd in uniform outside NP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Continued reading 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Found a seat on bus 184 and continued reading 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I reached home at abt 1 &amp;amp;1/2 hr from the time i left SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I read till page 57.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winston Smith- my newest 39 yr old fav man- he'll be my GOOD friend! [u get the pt that i'm just trying to psycho myself? =13/04/06=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114407902519322090?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114407902519322090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114407902519322090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114407902519322090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114407902519322090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-ride-home.html' title='The long ride home'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114345729980641889</id><published>2006-03-27T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:01:40.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you read: AFGHAN CLERICS DEMAND DEATH FOR CONVERT [ST World, sat- 25/3]  ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no offence to any religion]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* For 15 yrs in his life as a christian, why did anyone not capture nor execute him? Could it be that it is God's blessings which protected him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114345729980641889?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114345729980641889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114345729980641889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114345729980641889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114345729980641889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/have-you-read-afghan-clerics-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114344846011265949</id><published>2006-03-27T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:34:21.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;i had a busy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm ready to start... mugger mode turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i had fun with arianne on sat nite! Woo-hoo! She's my fav niece cos she's wonderful! and she's my only niece! Love her loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on sunday, my mummy, aunty betty, Li Rong, Jermyn and i went to jurong point to eat pizza. There may be little food, but it was filling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever wondered what's going to happen to you after you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to start on Lit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114344846011265949?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114344846011265949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114344846011265949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114344846011265949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114344846011265949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114294984988440607</id><published>2006-03-21T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T06:04:09.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fist is bruised... Matthew's fault, for hitting my hand SO hard when we played sissors[however u spell], paper, stone. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... Sad.&lt;br /&gt;My class has 4/5 guys, cos TIMOTHY isn't sure if he's successful in applying to Sci. Not that i don't want to wish u all the Best, but Timothy, pls don't go... Our class needs guys! Badly! That's why i so sad [not that i'm desperate!]. And i hope 06A04 will still be fun! That we'll form the united front agt our C.T? And i hope we'll love our class and be united! *learnt from yijie*- SA spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... and i'm happy w my line in class presentation today-- "i think i'm special cos i'm STEFFI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ego can i get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114294984988440607?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114294984988440607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114294984988440607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114294984988440607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114294984988440607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-fist-is-bruised.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114277956186367363</id><published>2006-03-19T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T06:46:01.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YF Outing!</title><content type='html'>I had GREAT fun ytd and on friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wanna say thank u to the following pple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it's a personal one, so i'm sorry that it's not directed to everyone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STACY&lt;/span&gt;- being i/c of the food and us getting down and dirty together, in a clean way [irony isn't it?], in the kitchen with the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STACY's AH MA&lt;/span&gt;- cooking nian gao for bkfst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AUNTY SUZY&lt;/span&gt;- teaching me how to make/cook spag sauce! [and how to open the bottle]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOSIAH&lt;/span&gt;- giving me hope that guys in s'pore can cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEI LONG&lt;/span&gt;- for coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINO&lt;/span&gt;- teaching me how to poke chicken wings with the skewer the RIGHT way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAZEL, CHIEN HUI, MATTHEW&lt;/span&gt;- starting the BBQ! [and tanning me w charcoal!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LUTHER&lt;/span&gt;- sending me home! [and walking the ulu road w the possibility of flashers]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEOK HOON&lt;/span&gt;- looking after our bags and being a great guardian for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MABEL&lt;/span&gt;- dodging poison balls well and for cutting the fruits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOYCELYN&lt;/span&gt;- mixing the spag well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PRISCILLA&lt;/span&gt;- loving me! [my no. 1 fan, yes?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A GREAT TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114277956186367363?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114277956186367363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114277956186367363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114277956186367363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114277956186367363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/yf-outing.html' title='YF Outing!'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114234138957376532</id><published>2006-03-14T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T05:03:09.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's back!</title><content type='html'>Guess what's back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla, it doesn't matter anymore if u FLAUNT your phone in front of me, cos i've a sony ericsson Z520i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a flip phone! so my itchy fingers are gonna flip it up and down many many times, when i like it! muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i need your no.s! Cos everyone's precious to me, i need your no.s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;it's the holidays now. But i don't think i want to go out too often, no money. Unless i'm going out with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i miss SA! I miss both og 5! i miss 06A04! I wanna go back to sch, surprisingly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114234138957376532?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114234138957376532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114234138957376532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114234138957376532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114234138957376532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-back.html' title='it&apos;s back!'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114198860328828857</id><published>2006-03-10T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T03:03:23.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation 2</title><content type='html'>I'm back in OG 5!&lt;br /&gt;And i'm grateful for my new OG mates! We have all differently wonderful people! People with wonderful families/personalities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I LOVE ALL OG 5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Induction- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super tiring, but it was fun... carrying queen mumtaz around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Orientation-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love the people we have in og 5! all of us took part in the games and activites, but i had hoped the guys would be more sociable... Then we'll have lots of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had a great laugh with the girls! i enjoyed myself lots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cripes! we've not taken many picts! okok, when sch starts, i'm gonna take picts with my OG 5! Must smile with me, ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114198860328828857?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114198860328828857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114198860328828857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114198860328828857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114198860328828857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/orientation-2.html' title='Orientation 2'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114198663978338079</id><published>2006-03-10T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T03:07:21.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saintaldeia- the time of my life</title><content type='html'>Term 1 of 2006 has just ended. I've read many pple's blogs and i see them all posting stuff abt missing SAJC, esp their classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, i miss my class too. 06A04- how wonderful the past 2 months had been for me. Esp since i was expecting the change from sec. sch to JC life to be really drastic! And drastic it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From being a girl in an all girls' sch for 8 years to still being a girl [duh!] in a co-ed sch, i still can't take it. Before sch started, i was really freaking out on how to be me in front of guys. Yeah, i see guys in church, but for everyday? The only guy i see often is my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then first week of sch started. ORIENTATION 1! I still miss the times we had together. Tho i must admit, i'm not exactly close to all my OG mates. I do believe it's the problem of my personality. People say i'm guai. I don't know if i'll change this image... After being so ego in ORIENTATION 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got separated into our different classes. The wacky times of 06A04 started! Thank goodness 7 pple from OG 5 are in that class. but we have to start making frens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i'm not esp close to tis group of frens again, and yes, i do regret it a lot. But i really thank GOD for MARIANNE, for being a most wonderful fren to me in class. For pei-ing me into everywhere i go. THANK YOU MARIANNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, how can i forget the other 23 classmates? Elsie, Roxanne, Claire, Alicia, Marilyn, Weili, Mavis, Celine, Cindy, Siew Ting, Ming Tuan, Ying Neng, Timothy, Joel, Joshua Wong, Dai hong, Joshua Mok, Veekay, Winifred, Sue ann, Dustin, Kristin and Andrew. Of course, i wouldn't dare forget Ms K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm entirely grateful to my class for making my first 2 months in SAJC really really great! The jokes, TABOO, SPLIT SPLAT, rubbish in lessons, the real lectures we get together, SENTOSA, wolf creek, BASKETBALL, cafe times, Uno stacko, P.E, 7.25 at the track, tau huay breaks... and every single time in SA! 06A04, i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MAVIS, WEILI, ALICIA, MARILYN, DAI HONG, ROXANNE, sue ann, andrew- I really really wish YOU could stay in SA! I really do miss YOU for all your different and unique personailties! I am super super sad that YOU left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT YOU BACK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YING NENG, WINIFRED, VEEKAY, KRISTIN, CINDY- I'm so sad that YOU went to the science fac... I'm sure YOU miss us, the united people of tribe SEQUILA! But still, i want to wish YOU all the BESTEST in Sci fac, just don't come out as "nerdy" as them [oops... no offence] Thank goodness we're still in the same sch.. SAJC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISS THE GREATNESS OF ARTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MARIANNE, ELSIE, CELINE, JOSHUA W., JOSHUA M., DUSTIN- We're still in ARTS fac, YEA! But sadly still, we're not in the same class... Argh! i'll miss YOU loads during lesson times! And i'll see YOU in lectures and i'll make sure i'll say HI to YOU no matter when, where, what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF ONLY WE WERE IN THE SAME CLASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MING TUAN, JOEL, TIMOTHY, SIEW TING- We're in the mercy of Ms K again! But i'm grateful to have YOU in my class again! I hope we'll still have fun as we did in the 1st 2 mths, tho now that there are different people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAKE 06A04 THE BESTEST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So now we have to begin our JC life all over again. Haiz... But i do hope to have equal fun as well as to slog for the next 1 year and 8 months... Everybody, JIA YOU!&lt;/span&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/9140643-114198663978338079?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114198663978338079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114198663978338079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114198663978338079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114198663978338079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/saintaldeia-time-of-my-life.html' title='Saintaldeia- the time of my life'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114164249643084894</id><published>2006-03-06T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T02:54:56.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first day again</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of Orientaiton 2 in SAJC...&lt;br /&gt;The talks were super boring. and OG 5 has new new new people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know them!&lt;br /&gt;I know there's MARIANNE[duh!]- Kenneth[of course]- Mumtaz[if not?]- Cindy[definitely]- Sharleen- Jia hui[st margs unite!]- nettie[st margs oleh!]- Yu'an- celine- Si min- melissa- su hui- grace- ian- zhi hao- daniel- vera- pei yun- clarice- Mr leong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's a few others i don't know, but i will know u soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! i miss 06A04 real badly! I miss us being crazy together... laughing real hard til our tummies ache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, i miss my St margs! Today, yue xing, lynne, fung yin, alison, ruth and i went back to visit the teachers. Even mr chua knew who ms k. was. And we had a great time talking to Mdm su! I miss the 4e5 days! And St marg's has SUBWAY! Today is a day in history in which i ate SUBWAY! first time ok! It's quite an achievement for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my phone's still lost! and THANK YOU to Priscilla for taking pride at my misery by PURPOSELY showing off her handphone to me! Arghhhh! anyways, arianne took away my sadness! She super cute lah! Esp her unique and genuine laughter! Super funny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at nite, my family went to "Different taste" to eat... Coincidentally, we met uncle benson and his family and his friends. So the woonies ate together! Super a lot of food! And daniel and i pretended to be in a relationship, helping each other take food(i only help him take once lah) [am i supposed to feel privileged? NO!] Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tmrw's INDUCTION! i'm scared! i hope that it won't be overly demanding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114164249643084894?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114164249643084894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114164249643084894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114164249643084894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114164249643084894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/first-day-again.html' title='the first day again'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114147621200663993</id><published>2006-03-04T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T04:43:33.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have stupidly lost my phone. I am damn angry rite now and may be tmrw as well. So u'd better leave me alone or i'll be pissed off at you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, i do not regret going out last nite with the St margs family. The Exco 04/05 and 4/5 pple went to KFC taka to eat and catch up w each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time laughing real hard and all the gossips... They weren't hurting anyone anyway. I sure do miss my st margs days.. haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114147621200663993?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114147621200663993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114147621200663993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114147621200663993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114147621200663993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-stupidly-lost-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114140248104613586</id><published>2006-03-03T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T08:14:41.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how?</title><content type='html'>I think i lost my phone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114140248104613586?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114140248104613586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114140248104613586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114140248104613586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114140248104613586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/03/how.html' title='how?'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114112954826095957</id><published>2006-02-28T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T04:25:48.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>milk-maid?</title><content type='html'>Life begins once again... maidless.&lt;br /&gt;I've to learn to survive now, if i can.&lt;br /&gt;I guess life would be better now, household chores make life less boring. Doing them occupies time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this means... i've got lesser time to BLADE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to try to be adventurous this year. To wheel myself to Bt panjang plaza and back.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe can even explore CCK.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that if i can do that, i'll be able to come home without banging into any car.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, i can come home safely after blading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... i still don't want this week to end!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114112954826095957?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114112954826095957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114112954826095957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114112954826095957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114112954826095957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/milk-maid.html' title='milk-maid?'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114096573711897625</id><published>2006-02-26T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T06:55:37.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh... The new week's starting, and this is the last week b4 the 2nd intake! i don't want this week to end! cos i'm gonna miss all of OG 5 &amp; 06A04 who will be leaving! COuld u all stay in SA, pls? At least for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, STEFFI WANTS TO WISH YOU ALL THE BESTEST IN ALL YOU DO! No matter where u go, i hope u'll be able to excel. Pls rmbr not to forget me, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend had been special for me. Firstly, it was the 31st GB welcome outing! We didn't go to East Coast [just as we had since i was sec 1-3] We went to CLUNY PARK! "Where's that?" u may ask. it's a 10 min walk from st margs, at botanical gardens. It may be a boring place, but the sec 3s made it fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined in the games, i was station master. Now,  i am burnt. Mavis said i looked like a tomato. Sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the GB outing at 4+, supposed to have band practice. But only Don came. Sian diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singsparation today was... don't talk abt it, screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff, marcus, hazel, mavis, priscilla and i went to taka's pepper lunch to eat. I ended up buying the most ex set, pai seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say THANK YOU to cliff for buying sweets and to marcus for buying me ice-cream! Thank you for being nice, at least for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly enjoyed myself last nite... Thank you guys for being such great frens who make me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with part of my SA classmates. We went to Long John's to eat lunch, and claire and i suspected the cashier there was gay/sexually deprived. Cos he was wearing purple and don't know why he kept laughing at ming tuan and Joshua w when they did NOTHING! I think the guy's siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't watch WOLF CREEK! It's just some sick/gory/sadistic movie which we all wasted $9.50 on. I'll nv watch such movies again! never ever! And the guy wasn't even cute. =( The whole show's just abt 1 man killing many pple. Sadistically. It was freakily freaky! But ming tuan said it was boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless u're watching disney/family movies/comedy/ love stories, don't ask me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i had a good time with my frens today. So sad marianne couldn't come. Nvm, we'll go out again, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114096573711897625?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114096573711897625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114096573711897625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114096573711897625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114096573711897625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114053146347441331</id><published>2006-02-21T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T06:17:43.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's another tuesday</title><content type='html'>06A04 had 5 hrs of free periods today, so we had fun with uno stacko, taboo, food and bball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u believe that our C.T offered to treat us to Ben and Jerry's on thursday?!?!?! I unfortunately belong to magnolia and walls, having eaten B &amp; J only once. A simple girl after all... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to "Who am I" last nite. It's a christian song by Casting Crowns. As i listened to the song, i thought abt the st marg's prefectorial board, esp in year 2005. We had fun in mass dance and i thought of CHRISTINE, my mass dance partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, christine... it's been a week since u left, i bet many many much pple are missing u! Thank u so much for ur unending and contagious laughter! I'll nv forget such a wonderful fren like u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I rollerbladed once again! Woo-HOO! i've decided to take up blading again, to perfect my skills and see whther i can do little stunts... But i know i can nv be as good as my cousin, Daniel, who's super pro in blading. The shiokness of wind blowing agt ur face, SHIOK! Tho i didn't go down slopes today, and that i injured myself ytd a few times, i'm glad to say, ' I Lvoe Rollerblading!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rollerblading is better than running. At least i move faster and easier. That's y i've given up [mr cheong, don't laugh] soccer! Yup, i'm not in that CCA anymore, cos i really can't take the&lt;br /&gt;training. But i hope u won't take me as a weakling or what, just that i'm happy enough to be able to play soccer with the kids in church, tho they may be better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i want to find out why does my face glow beet-red after every p.e/ soccer training. Am i dying yet? Or just something wrong with my body. It may be nice to have my cheeks pinky and rosy, but too red, the feeling's not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blades.... with wheels[lynne, don't freak out]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114053146347441331?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114053146347441331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114053146347441331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114053146347441331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114053146347441331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-another-tuesday.html' title='It&apos;s another tuesday'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114044045479288199</id><published>2006-02-20T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T05:00:54.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's ELSIE's Birthday today!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! =D&lt;br /&gt;Most of our CG went  to Mache to eat..&lt;br /&gt;A rosti can be very filling, so i've learnt to share it with other pple next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun today!!! Really, i admit that i had a great time, after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, GP is still killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Why must we question everything we see? Why must we doubt what anything says or whether should we trust it?&lt;br /&gt;Is that why addults lose their innocence? Because they lose their trust and ability to believe?&lt;br /&gt;Is this why it is difficult for people to believe in a God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed that Steffi is oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;Is that an irony?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. But i know that i don't talk much cos i don't retain whatever i talked abt b4...&lt;br /&gt;Unless it's rubbish questions. I can't even rmbr NS stories Mark told me, or any jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's y i'm often trying hard to find words to speak, but just unable to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've decided to change. To be me. If i find words to speak, YEA! if not, i'll shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114044045479288199?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114044045479288199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114044045479288199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114044045479288199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114044045479288199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-elsies-birthday-today-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114010075960609685</id><published>2006-02-16T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T06:39:21.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna miss everyone who leaves SA!&lt;br /&gt;And i bet, they'll miss me too! [kidding only]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tianyong, my couzie... is it plagarism[if that's how it's spelt]  if i used "woony" in my nickname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm proud to say we're all "weshy wally winning woonies!"&lt;br /&gt;And i'm "sleepy swishy swashy steffi"!&lt;br /&gt;There's "limey lovely lamey lynnie"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahha.... Don't angry wor, lynnIe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114010075960609685?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114010075960609685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114010075960609685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114010075960609685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114010075960609685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-gonna-miss-everyone-who-leaves-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-114001046922198703</id><published>2006-02-15T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T05:34:32.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Valentine's day!!! No no, lil steffi had NO dates. But i still had a GREAT time with my ST MARGS girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Lynne's house for a BBQ- Fung Yin, Jorene, Esther, Desiree, Melissa and i went early in the afternoon to see if we can help start BBQ[at least i wanted to]. But then, Lynne's parents v. zai, so they prepared everything themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played taiti [can u believe that MELISSA WIRAWAN knows how to play taiti???], watched xiao zhu's mtv, watched some flash in which melissa thought it was stupid[ cos it was abt love] and ate lots of chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till Melissa falls in love... i want to see who is the lucky guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner was ready. We had pizza and bee hoon first! Surprisingly, i cooked! Wahahaha... Hope none of them kanna lao sai after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Min hwe and Lien came. Wahaaha.... The house got noisier! But it was fun! We even bbqed marshmallows over electric bbq. And the aluminium foil always chao-ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 6 of us chatted with lots of shh-shh[ cannot say]... It was a great time of laughter and sharing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiree and i went home at abt 10+pm. Esther, jorene and fy stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE MY ST. MARGS SISTERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, 06A04 went to sentosa. But quite sad got a lot of pple never go. Ming Tuan buried in the sand was the best part!!! Super funny lah... If u weren't there, sorry, don't know how to describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On my way home today, i thought, "What if steffi woon should die[or got into a terrible accident]? Will anyone miss me, would anyone cry?" But dismiss that pls, cos i'm sure there would be! =D [big fat ego!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So happy, my dad said i didn't look chinese when i came back chao-ta today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, i'm staying in SAJC (arts)... if they want me la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-114001046922198703?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/114001046922198703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=114001046922198703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114001046922198703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/114001046922198703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-it-was-valentines-day-no-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113993301320257019</id><published>2006-02-14T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:03:33.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa says</title><content type='html'>Melissa WIRAWAN says&lt;br /&gt;That i was unfair not describing her in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;She's the 1 next to Christine with the HUUUGE smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wiwi's my genius! our prized pom-berrian!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i want to thank this wonderful pom-berrian for her wonderful teachings! esp during Chem peer-tutoring! She's the only one who can tahan Lien, Min hwe and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa WOON's&lt;br /&gt;birthday is today!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE SISTER! and HAPPY VALENTINE's DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Once, i asked my sis, " next time i got boyfren i sad sia. Cos i must come home and celebrate YOUR birthday."&lt;br /&gt;She told me, " bring ur boyfriend home lah!"&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY SISTER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Made a screensaver full of her fav digimon and neopets at 11pm!&lt;br /&gt;I hope she likes it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i had lots of FUN at LYNNE's hse! THANK U LYNNE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113993301320257019?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113993301320257019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113993301320257019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113993301320257019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113993301320257019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/melissa-says.html' title='Melissa says'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113981082469681601</id><published>2006-02-12T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:07:04.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos!</title><content type='html'>i don't know how to upload photos! cos it's taking super loooooong to upload them!!!! Super frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any1 willing to teach me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113981082469681601?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113981082469681601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113981082469681601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113981082469681601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113981082469681601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/photos.html' title='photos!'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113980858934605336</id><published>2006-02-12T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:29:52.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/chirstine_wiwi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/chirstine_wiwi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pleeefect on the left is Christine... i dreamt of her last nite.. That we were going to her house[but don't know why not in pandan valley]- lynne, lien, fung yin and i forgot who else. I MISS CHRISTINE WONGIE!!!! I hope she's safe in Australia... i hope she won't get culture shock. I'll pray that she'll be safe and able to adjust to life there. BUT I STILL WANT U BACK CHRISTINE WONG!!!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/100_2091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/100_2091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My cute little audrey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dreamt of her on Sat nite! she was in POLKA-DOTTED uniform! [the primary sch one] ANd i dreamt i met her on a SMRT yellow bus and she looked ultra cute in the POLKA DOTTED uniform!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last nite, OG 5 had our steamboat dinner! Actually, the others came early to fly kite, but i went to my grandma's house first. When i reached Marina South, i met LOY on the pavement... He was going home when i was going to meet them.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the arcade to play for awhile... Celine is pro in the games and Boon Liang is super pro in shooting[somemore v cool style sia]! I played my fav Time crisis 2, Photo hunt and tried bishi bashi. Not bad at all!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we decided we were hungry at abt 7.20pm and went for our Dragon village steamboat. B4 we ate, i took photos with everyone![ exp her whom i sensed her animosity agt me] Kenneth tired to act cute with the twists. But kings don't act cute! I shared the same steamboat with Marianne, Cindy and Boon Liang. Marianne was like my mummy, always help me cook and put on my plate. Cos i couldn't [and dunnoe] how to cook, i volunteered to help our table take food. Now i know that my husband in the future must know how to cook, cos i don't know how to. Then we'll be starving! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, Boon Liang can cook. But he had to stand to cook [shows how short he is (kidding only)]. And cindy tried to come up with new concoctions, such as egg with tofu, and chicken and egg.. She said they were nice to eat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had potong ice cream to eat. I actually exclaimed, "i want my LONTONG ice-cream!!!!" Super embarassed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finished at abt 10pm... There was a fireworks display at Esplanade which we could see. So nice! Then we discussed whether or not we wanted our future boyfrens to propose to us that way. I don't mind, but i'm a simple girl... it doesn't matter much cos it's still a long way away!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took a bus home... Called Clarissa and chatted with her all the way home! Talked abt SA, IJ and that she's bimbotic etc. She scolded me for saying so... LOL!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113980858934605336?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113980858934605336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113980858934605336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113980858934605336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113980858934605336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-dream.html' title='my dream'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113949655277870666</id><published>2006-02-09T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T06:49:13.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My C.T did not come to sch aGaiN! You hav no idea how my whole class [or let's say, whole sch] rejoiced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite SLACK! The teachers were understanding! Well, at least my GP teacher (mrs muru) was. We played Pictionary for most of the lesson... With Entertainment as category. The 2 grps of my class drawed! But i still don't like GP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113949655277870666?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113949655277870666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113949655277870666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113949655277870666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113949655277870666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113932379240355429</id><published>2006-02-07T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T06:49:52.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a tuesday that has never happened and will never come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i learnt that there is an "act-cute" angle in math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Siew ting gave me chocolate with liqour in it, and tt reminded me of Christine, who gave me white chocolate w liquor in it and made my face scrunch up last year.&lt;br /&gt;[i'm gonna miss u, Christine my farmer]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I get scared when my C.T is in a good mood. Maybe it's cos we've not seen her that way b4 and may think tt she's siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I sat on a super empty 700 today, and i thought: "steffi, u're so smart to take this bus!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifthly, Curses and woes be to the freak who took my frens' stuff today. i hope he'll suffer 10 hrs of my C.T's scolding... He/She'll nv survive that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixthly, Tmrw, there's training for soccer again... Oh dear, hope i'll survive running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The six happenings today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not frank, i'm steffi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113932379240355429?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113932379240355429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113932379240355429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113932379240355429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113932379240355429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-is-tuesday-that-has-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113923534012390025</id><published>2006-02-06T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:15:44.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/100_1925_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="267" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/100_1925_0001.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's a bit of reminising... It's Ben ben on the left and Jia Le( ben ben's cousin) on the right. [Can u believe his name is JIA LE? It's Kevin's name in Yummy yummy!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i miss ben ben lots and lots now! He has left to Australia with his family, Pastor Soh, Aunty Aileen and Gracia. Cos Pastor Soh has gone there to study more abt God. I miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they won't get culture shock... i miss ben ben asking me to sit with him in sunday school... I miss pushing ben ben on the swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I've watched I NOT STUPID TOO le... I cried for jerry and CHENG CAI! And i laughed lots during the show too! I believe i will buy the VCD! Priscilla thinks he's hot too! I'll lend u my future VCD to drool over him! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113923534012390025?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113923534012390025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113923534012390025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113923534012390025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113923534012390025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/02/thats-bit-of-reminising.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113861950216341729</id><published>2006-01-30T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T03:11:42.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/100_2068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/100_2068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is the pict of my SAJC friend [weili].. Oh man, i love SAJC! I love OG 5 ( including mr leong/Sam/Siva)! I love 06A04( excluding u-know-who)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for the informal outing on friday, except for the last part. Chi Chung, i hope u don't feel so sad le, k? I really had a great time going out with the SAINTS! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the chinese new year now! Woo-hoo! I've not counted my ang pow money, but hey, that's not the main gist of chinese new year, rite? I like visiting! Esp seeing my cousins whom i've not seen for almost a year! But i feel bad for not talking to my distant cousins, like Benjamin and Jeremy and Valerie. I think i'll talk to them more next year. Cannot shy le, esp to guys.. Haiz, here's me from a girls' sch (not tt i'm discriminating single sex sch, but i really feel shy talking to guys. Maybe tt's y i'm so quiet?) Their ah ma say i ho leng. Ahhh... my head is big now. and i said do cheh (however u spell thank u in chinese) See, i must watch more hongkie dramas to improve my canto. Like the new Kevin Cheng show abt barbers. I want to watch that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk to them more next year. And will pray that God will protect their ah ma and my grandparents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i must admit i was thinking of tampines [some1 there] on the way home [tho i'm not supposed to].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't gamble, just didn't have the mood to. Maybe cos i know of more fun games? But i still love my relatives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But b4 the pwas, i visited the woons. Ahh... had a good time w my cousins and relatives! I hope to be able to know them more, and love them more. I daresay, i dare to talk to them now better, mayb cos i'm out of sec sch and can relate more now tt i'm in a co-ed sch. But they kept pestering me if got guys go after me. OF COURSE NOT! Got so many pretty girls, i'm nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm going to watch I NOT STUPID later!!! YEA!!! Pei lin, i mite cry in the show, i dare admit. And thank u for ur pat pat! Joshua Ang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u kenneth, for the compliment from the king (maybe?). But there are many many more pple prettier than me lah. honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah! I've not done ANY hwk yet. Die le..&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113861950216341729?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113861950216341729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113861950216341729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113861950216341729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113861950216341729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/now-this-is-pict-of-my-sajc-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113828644417593323</id><published>2006-01-26T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T06:40:44.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/my%20last%20partner-me_liz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/my%20last%20partner-me_liz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/1600/sara_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2450/653/320/sara_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mans, i miss St. Margs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;These above are my pretty partners and me..&lt;br /&gt;There's Lizzypoo and Sara!!!&lt;br /&gt;They the BESTEST partners ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss st. Margs! Oh mans oh mans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised, i've not taken any photos with my SAJC frens! I'll bring my cam to sch tmrw and snap lots and lots of photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i love my ST MARG'S and SAJC friends!!! Woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And altho i may be old, i am still authorised to eat Yan-yan biscuits. Altho theses words are printed on the biscuit: "cat say meow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really got those word lah. Buy one packet and see 4 urself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113828644417593323?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113828644417593323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113828644417593323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113828644417593323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113828644417593323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-mans-i-miss-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113819672518783973</id><published>2006-01-25T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T05:45:25.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When she pointed finger no. 3 today,&lt;br /&gt;all of nature AROUND her lost its beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More specifically, all of the natural beauty of hers,&lt;br /&gt;drained away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113819672518783973?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113819672518783973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113819672518783973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113819672518783973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113819672518783973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-she-pointed-finger-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113800637200482402</id><published>2006-01-22T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T00:52:52.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confessions of a true blue JC noob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just entered JC for her 1st 3 weeks. She's having fun, yet, on the other side, she feels kind of down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was a great time with her new found friends. But then, she realised that she doesn't like who she is. The quiet one. She wants to talk, to speak, to tell stories, to tell jokes. She searches in her mind and realises she can't find anything to say. So she keeps quiet and hear her friends talk. They seem to be growing closer, she seem to be growing distant. And now she's scared. But she still has her good friends and she is ultimately grateful for these good friends! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week or so, they got split into different classes. Most of her OG mates are in her class. She doesn't feel that lonely, or so she thinks. She's still the quiet one, tho she speaks amongst those she feels more comfy with. She hopes to be able to fit in and now still hoping, still trying to find things to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't want to be a shadow of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, she thinks... she decides: she doesn't want to score points with her friends. No she does not. She wants to score points with GOD instead. She decides that she won't care what others think of her, tho they might affect her. So she is still hopeful and she knows that with God, she can overcome anything... including GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, GP is another story. She is apprehensive abt doing the A level syllabus. Cos while all her friends seem to be understanding GP, she does not- at all. It's like the teacher leads her on thinking abt 'ONE' and she tries to stay on track. Just when she thinks she gets it, her teacher says that 'ONE' is actually 'TWO'. Thus, she's left lost in GP and does not understand the lesson at all. If she can't handle GP, how can she do the A level syllabus? GP is the lesson she dreads most, cos she's afraid that even if she went into it, she'll still come out like she's never been to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, she'll continue trying. This noob will try to survive till the O level results come out. Then she'll once again decide if she wants to take the JC or poly route. If she goes to JC, she still don't know what to do. If she goes to poly, she'll take 'Early Childhood Education' or 'Accountacy'. But she's leaving her life to GOD, to let Him mould her life and see where He will take her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how noob this noob is- she doesn't know if u would spell noob like tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case u don't know what's a noob, it's an amatuer, meant as an insult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113800637200482402?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113800637200482402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113800637200482402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113800637200482402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113800637200482402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/confessions-of-true-blue-jc-noob-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113699038251611022</id><published>2006-01-11T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T06:39:42.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day in class</title><content type='html'>Oh wells, i screwed up my introduction. Not literally.&lt;br /&gt;I got lost, i forgot to check where my class was and i was late.&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold... i kanna chided by my civics tutor. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;"steffi, that's kind of a bad introduction, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my whole face swelled like a tomato. Felt super hot and super red and super paiseh. But then, i still respect my civics tutor. She's kind of like Ms Siti. A streak of kindness shrouded by an air of sterness. Tmrw, better dun be late for sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynne and I went back to Smss. Met lots of old frens... sense of nostalgia overlflows. I miss St. Margs!!! And Mr Cheong knew i wanted to join girls soccer. I think i'll soon die from his teasings. But nvm, i will survive. And he knows sth super impt. I think i'll still die. But nvm, i'm still learning to forgive. Hopefully, i can forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's esther and marcus burfday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BURFDAY TO U!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sweet 17!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113699038251611022?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113699038251611022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113699038251611022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113699038251611022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113699038251611022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-in-class.html' title='First day in class'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113688393270206413</id><published>2006-01-10T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T01:05:32.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a holiday today, a rather gloomy one.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i am sad, but rather, the weather's not that cheerful. It's been raining for 3 days! wait, not raining, but POURING! Sad sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it has not dampen my spirit yet. I went to Aunty Julia's home on sunday to visit her. Praise God that she is getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time for sharing was a meaningful one. If u've read from the others' blogs, u'll know already that many of us cried. But i believe we've all cried for our own special different reasons. Because God has touched us in different ways or because we were sad/happy for different reasons. Altho all revolved around Aunty Julia's battle. I cried cos i was amazed and awestruck at her strong faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. Ps 23:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then time went by and in came monday, without the blues for me. Altho, SA hav started their lectures, they were very slack ones. Honestly. I spend only 2 hrs of my time there studying on Monday. So i didn't experience the blues yet. I have decided to try out for girls' SOCCER for CCA. Are u laughing yet? But i want to try. I maybe a hopeless case for physical wellbeing, but hey, i don't lose out for trying! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed Pioneer with Lynne and Hui Tien last nite. Heehee... Met tianlong there. No, he's not THAT tall after all. Maybe i've grown taller? Anyways, he was nice enough to tell me dun go pj. I don't know. See first lah, k? Their cheers were in hokkien. Ho bo, zai bo, steady bo? Yup... Jorene, don't feel too sad. YOUR life in PIONEER just started! Woo-hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to SMSS on friday. I miss YOU, i miss GB, i miss SMPB, i miss 4e5, i miss ME in St. margs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, i haven't gotten my OG5 contacts! but i will... b4 we change class... I don't want to change class from them&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; I LOVE OG5! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113688393270206413?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113688393270206413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113688393270206413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113688393270206413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113688393270206413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-holiday-today-rather-gloomy-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113662444827719397</id><published>2006-01-06T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:00:48.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of Your Life</title><content type='html'>Now now, settle down steffi. I know u're high abt SA and Sequila and OG 5, but settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's saturday today and i just ended my 4 days orientation in SAJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: I didn't quite like SA. I thought that the orientation was boring. I only knew Nicolette in my OG. I'm the follower. Too quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: The station games rocked. They built up bonds. I became frens with many of my OG mates. We learnt a dance which was supposed to b a girl matched up w a boy. Since i'm from a ALL GIRLS' SCHOOL, steffi was shy. She partnered Nicolette and she became the boy(as usual). But dancing w Nic was fun!!! At least i felt comfy. We learnt the school hymn. Almost same words as St. Marg's sch hymn but different tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: We did CIP. TO collect newspapers. But i got the honorary role of waiting for everyone at the void deck and sit ard with our valuables. And Siva was i/c of us. Wet station games rocked even more! I loved the ketchup game, tho it was the dirtiest and wettest. Hey, that's the whole idea why i like it BEST! We also learnt this new indian dance... So so so so hip. No coconut trees. But it was real cool! Chori-Chori! I bet many many many Saints love it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: The most pressing day so far. For me, in the morning, i was in jitters. Cos i photocopied the wrong page of my report book for my subj. combi and worse, i didn't bring my report book. So i was super panicky. I had to phone my mummy and teach her to use the scanner, but i waas a lousy teacher. So she called my dad to teach her and then send the photocopy to ms wee. Even during cheers, i din hav the mood to shout. I am so sorry for being so troublesome to My mummy, daddy and ms wee. And then we had to prepare for our finale nite. OG 5 was quite in a rush, cos we din hav most materials. We were i/c of identity.Boon liang, Marianne and V.K went out to buy them. They came back abt 3+. Then we rushed to finish our job. Quite messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the attention's on finale nite... The performances were alrite. Honestly, Aruba's coke was cute. No offence. Then we moved from the cc to the hall. That's when the fun began. We screamed our hearts out for cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav cheer [the tune's real nice]:&lt;br /&gt;If u wanna know the BEST tribe in town,&lt;br /&gt;Just say ARTS FAC&lt;br /&gt;And we'll turn around.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why do i feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;HEY, must be SEQUILA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sequila won best cheer, like last year. Terellia won best tribe. Oh wells, but we still had fun!!! Then, we PAR-TEYED!!!!! Yes yes, rite here in SA... The ava turned up music and we jumped and danced and screamed!!!! Wahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahaha! Tho i'm not as cool as the rest and dun know most of the songs, i still had fun!!!! We made a real mess of the hall, but cleaned it up, cos we had R-E-S-P-E-C-T. We ran ard the hall, danced in circles, had a pole dance and screamed even more! Surprisingly, i dun have a sorethroat today. The SA councillor band played!!! Go SAM, u rocked at the keyboards!!! And James and Andy played the guitars and bass. These are few of the SEQUILA OGLs. There's also Robin, Derrick, Smita, and 2 more OGLs whose names i dun know. ARTS FAC rocks!!! The nite was real cool! It was the best! Tho hot and sweaty and smelly, we had lots of fun, cos we didn't care!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all good things hav to come to an end. Awwwww... OG 5 went home after the nite, cos we were dead tired. I brought home our OG flag... Hahah... Cos it has an S on it which stands for Sequila. But it also can mean SUPER STEFFI! Muaahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortch, i dun hav my OG contact list. Yanyi said she sent it, but i din receive. But i'll get them... Cos i LOVE OG5!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolette can be a real buddy . Esther can be real bubbly. JiaQi can be e real hai dai queen. Clara can be real friendly. Mumpaz can be real racial harmonious. Marianne can be real sweet. Baoyu can be real gentle. Gheslaine can be real nice. Rachel can be real cool. Cindy can be real helpful. V.K. can be real high. Keisha can be real enthu. Roxanne can be real considerate.  Elsie can be real efficient. Yanyi can really shout.  Celine can really lead. Melody can really cheerlead. Zhi En can really dodge well. Winifred can really dance. Loy can really scream. Kenneth can really sing. Boon Liang can really groove.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE OG 5!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sidenote: Batman and Robin. James and the giant peach.These are great! watch them, k? Aren't i being too obvious? =P don't know, don't care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sidenote: Cliff's going NS today. I'm praying that God would keep this Brother-in-Christ safe from the ugly ways of the world. I'm praying that in NS, he'll continue to grow in faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i want to see Cliff being BOTAK!!!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113662444827719397?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113662444827719397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113662444827719397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113662444827719397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113662444827719397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-of-your-life.html' title='Time of Your Life'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113629974836363662</id><published>2006-01-03T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:49:09.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day</title><content type='html'>The first day in SAJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun, kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it's super far from Bukit Panjang. I took like 1hr-1hr 15 mins to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;I called the river a canal.&lt;br /&gt;Yan Lin taught me how to walk from potong pasir to SAJC.&lt;br /&gt;Still quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Saintaldeia. I am in S_____, the green superman team. I am in the arts faculty, OG05. I've Nicolette with me from St. Margs. So not that lonely! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess i can say that i've made a few frens. From my OG that is. I like my OGL- sam. She's real nice and i hope she may succeed in ra-rai-ing us. Maybe i'll help her. *chuckle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then is the subj. combi time. I still dunnoe what to choose. I thought the bio and history teacher quite funny. But of cos, the history teacher, up till now that is, can't win mr anthony... Right lynnie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, fast forward... I'm a lazy blogger... Lunch. I met desmond. Like 1 year never see him le, he seems taller. But he was sitting down when i saw him, but i still think he would be tall. Thank goodness i'm in SA with DESMOND. Not He-who-shall-be-named. I'll freak out if i did. But i must forgive and accept him... i'll try... But still not loving. Just forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then JiaQi from dunman, said i was TALL. For my face lah. She said she expected me to be short, with a face like mine. Then, when i stood up... she said I AM TALL. Yes yes... i love her now!! No one's ever called me TALL. Only nice and kind JIAQI! She really did say i was TALL for someone who looks like me. I AM TALL. I am inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a bit of fun. I kind of like Mr Leong. He's super tall. He told us to guess his height. Sam remarked maybe 2m. I think b/w 1.8-1.9m. Cliff and marcus, u're not tall le... I've found pple taller than U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation ended today at 3.30pm like that. I thought we were very late. Who knew that AJC and ACJC ended at like 6pm? So i'm not that bad lah. And and, i feel a bit regret never go PJC. I f i had gone there, i can 7+am leave house, 7+am reach sch. Not like SAJC, 6+am leave house, 7+am reach school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll love SAJC. I'll Love SAJC. I LOVE SAJC!&lt;br /&gt;[a bit of brainwashing needed here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm tired. And i have resolved not to wear contacts to sch. To whom shall see my pretty face, U are fortunate! =D&lt;br /&gt;[siao liao]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113629974836363662?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113629974836363662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113629974836363662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113629974836363662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113629974836363662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day.html' title='First day'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140643.post-113583950019867107</id><published>2005-12-28T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T22:58:20.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the season to be jolly</title><content type='html'>I'm not done enjoying myself yet...&lt;br /&gt;but so far, i've enjoyed myself lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank all my family and frens for their dear presents and cards!&lt;br /&gt;Be it simple contacts or earrings to a converse handbag, your gift is&lt;br /&gt;TRULY APPRECIATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all,&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank God for giving us the special-est gift- Christ Jesus, His only Son.&lt;br /&gt;A great gift God gave on Christmas, the best gift on Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Jesus Christ took the penalty of our wrongs on the cross, we can say, "I believe in Jesus!" and come to our Heavenly Father without fear or shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we believe in Jesus Christ, that He had come to earth in a manger, that He died on the cross for our sins, we become children of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, to all who receive Him, to those who believe in His name, He gave the right to be children of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any problems u have, give to God. And as our Father, He will go through all times with us, as long as we are willing to share them with Him. He will watch over us, and take care of us. Most importantly, He will love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tis' the season to be jolly as we remember God's love and the fulfillment of His promise through the giving of Christ Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140643-113583950019867107?l=belived-as-seen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/feeds/113583950019867107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140643&amp;postID=113583950019867107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113583950019867107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140643/posts/default/113583950019867107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belived-as-seen.blogspot.com/2005/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='Tis the season to be jolly'/><author><name>Woon Peng Steffi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05039032127194698476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
