<?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-34801840</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:23:15.128Z</updated><title type='text'>Baldwin's Domain of thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>"THE UNEXAMINED LIFE IS NOT WORTH LIVING" - SOCRATES</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-3907157386405995992</id><published>2008-04-22T11:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:19:52.360Z</updated><title type='text'>BOO!</title><content type='html'>Okay.. Nothing's been up on this blog for some time.. So here's something updates on what balds has been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm been up to my neck in uni work.. And i'm missing every part of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;MY friends, family, food and my honeybao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting sunnier here, weather's getting nice. I'm turning down the heater in my room. Yeaps. I love summer!!  okok. will be adding more in a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-3907157386405995992?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3907157386405995992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=3907157386405995992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3907157386405995992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3907157386405995992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2008/04/boo.html' title='BOO!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-4613610341986170530</id><published>2008-02-28T16:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:17:41.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake!!</title><content type='html'>Hehe.. There was an earthquake yesterday. Well, it measured 5.4.&lt;br /&gt;Nice. I was in CK's place at that time, playing on his Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it shook. The whole house did.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I thought of was like, "WOW!! ! ! Force Feedback on the Wii!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that much of a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Jes is coming to UK in a couple of weeks' time. She's getting a job in the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;God bless her with finding a job, yeap!&lt;br /&gt;Well, she's borrowing $$ from her family first, cuz she's broke. I'm broke as well. Been eating too much again. TAI WU!! Went there 3 times this week already. AHahhaahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. gotta plan for mum's trip soon.&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry mum, dad, and everyone else for being mad at ya guys. Short temper me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-4613610341986170530?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4613610341986170530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=4613610341986170530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4613610341986170530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4613610341986170530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2008/02/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake!!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-3999675650552809952</id><published>2008-02-10T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-10T13:26:10.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other families give their own encouragement, compliments on achievements, and support.&lt;br /&gt;I've only received scorn most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Fancy getting agitated over money matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has forgotten the commandments GOd has given us. To love them doesn't mean that you still can't get angry with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was there a time whenever you has a different opinion from me, and talked to me nicely about it? Has anyone taken any time to try to understand me?&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that you're just all pushing down your own opinions and views on me, and not ever thinking about what and how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Humans are selfish aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;Well. I guess thats how life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-3999675650552809952?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3999675650552809952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=3999675650552809952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3999675650552809952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3999675650552809952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-1511972948230366823</id><published>2008-02-05T15:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-05T16:29:30.384Z</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Disappointed. Totally disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;How can my family doubt me?&lt;br /&gt;My own  kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They entrusted me with 2500 pounds to safekeep. And they'd think that I would spend the money.&lt;br /&gt;My sister said that she didn't know whether I would.&lt;br /&gt;DON"T KNOW!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own principles, and I abide strongly by them. Do they honestly think that I will even touch the money thats not mine?&lt;br /&gt;My mum doubts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a family do I have?&lt;br /&gt;Don't they even trust my decisions? Don't I make sensible decisions when i need to?&lt;br /&gt;In the past, as a vice presi for my band, as a treasurer for SWS, don't they ever notice my worth?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of my family, I think only my dad trusts me.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly enough, thats what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust. What is that? My own family doesn't even do that.&lt;br /&gt;To them, I am not sensible. To them i am blinded by love.&lt;br /&gt;They want me to transfer back the money to them, being afraid that I might spend the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is money more worth than your son's trust?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I leave myself with enough finances last year, even so more than my sister?&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1511972948230366823?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1511972948230366823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1511972948230366823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1511972948230366823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1511972948230366823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2008/02/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-3769807366737602375</id><published>2008-01-19T14:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:34:47.726Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finished my exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Had two papers in two weeks. Business Finance was first, and International Finance was the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both papers were difficult, but Business Finance was really the killer paper. Oh wells. I guess I just didn't study enough to cover all the topics. International Finance was okay.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I turned 22!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bday was on the 9th of Jan, right in the midst of exams. Even though that was the case, I've had a warm bday celebration from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Keung gave me a handheld mini donkey kong game, and an orange splatterman coaster, William gave me two collector's Street Fighter Figurines, Akuma and Ryu! WEE! My fav two characters in Street Fighter. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put the pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R5IFImTRRlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/E7k0qJU2tHM/s1600-h/akuryu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R5IFImTRRlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/E7k0qJU2tHM/s200/akuryu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157190168571102802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R5IE-WTRRkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8lbulllZE1k/s1600-h/akuryu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R5IE-WTRRkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8lbulllZE1k/s200/akuryu1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157189992477443650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty! Oh yea, Eve, Harriet, Kapo and Tsim celebrated my birthday! They made a nice sumptous chinese/western styled dinner for me, and even bought me a nice birthday cake from  Chinatown. Sweet people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate it, thanks for everything! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;My birthdays has always been nice and warm, thanks to my friends. I'm happy that I have warm friends like this. I remember when I was 20, before i came to the UK, my band peeps gave me a surprise celebration after band prac. Hehe. I ended up swimming in the fish pond when they decided to prank the birthday boy. Whahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Smelly pond. EEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, next year, my dearie will spend my birthday with me. I can't wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to all my friends, even though it exams, ya all still did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mum is planning to come over to the UK to visit me and tour around with me. That'd be in end may or june i think. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Dad, everyone's worrying for you. Your wife cares a lot for you ok? Mum has been worrying about your eyesight and your health. So please take care of yourself k?&lt;br /&gt;If possible, come with mum to tour europe with me alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. I've had a haircut recently.. But i'm too lazy to take a picture. Next time then. Hehe. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-3769807366737602375?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3769807366737602375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=3769807366737602375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3769807366737602375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3769807366737602375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-finished-my-exams-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R5IFImTRRlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/E7k0qJU2tHM/s72-c/akuryu2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-327938289517033893</id><published>2007-12-26T01:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-26T02:30:19.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>As promised, here are the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3Gzl2TRRVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MKUzFw4LKyk/s1600-h/xmas_dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3Gzl2TRRVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MKUzFw4LKyk/s200/xmas_dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148093311874057554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the peeps at Heald Green having our Xmas dinner.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G0SmTRRWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HKxxiKSNmAM/s1600-h/xmas_dinner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G0SmTRRWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HKxxiKSNmAM/s200/xmas_dinner2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148094080673203554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo of us with "cool shades". Lol.&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G1I2TRRXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pVo1Umn4ua0/s1600-h/chocshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G1I2TRRXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pVo1Umn4ua0/s200/chocshop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148095012681106802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're at the cake house at White Field. The cakes here are EXPENSIVE. Made outta suger icing and chocolate. Items of art, yea.&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G1pGTRRYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pAPfSDKK14M/s1600-h/chocshop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G1pGTRRYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pAPfSDKK14M/s200/chocshop2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148095566731888002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute cake. All of that is edible.&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G2fGTRRZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Z-j0yzIK1I4/s1600-h/chocshop3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G2fGTRRZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Z-j0yzIK1I4/s200/chocshop3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148096494444823954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? Look at the price. 840 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;Thats about S$2520.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G3CGTRRaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1LYmX6GXYvM/s1600-h/chocshop4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G3CGTRRaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1LYmX6GXYvM/s200/chocshop4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148097095740245410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All handmade and edible.&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G3jmTRRbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/PLz6ai-Eplc/s1600-h/chocshop5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G3jmTRRbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/PLz6ai-Eplc/s200/chocshop5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148097671265863090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cakes..&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G36WTRRcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/srb6h6pGw2Q/s1600-h/chocshop6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G36WTRRcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/srb6h6pGw2Q/s200/chocshop6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148098062107887042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All made of chocolate. OMG..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G4WmTRRdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tA2T6LYTWfQ/s1600-h/chocshop7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G4WmTRRdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tA2T6LYTWfQ/s200/chocshop7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148098547439191506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth watering chocolate tower of exorbitant yummy proportions.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G43WTRReI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3ViYm1hD4Ns/s1600-h/chocshop8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G43WTRReI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3ViYm1hD4Ns/s200/chocshop8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148099110079907298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Chocolate Fairy Castle. Can you ever bear to eat it?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all hand crafted.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G5hmTRRfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/P6JSplaeChk/s1600-h/chocshop9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G5hmTRRfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/P6JSplaeChk/s200/chocshop9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148099835929380338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy had this. Its a liqeour and chocolate desert. We had our afternoon tea at this chocolate house diner.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G6RGTRRgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/z0GTUJSXQIA/s1600-h/market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G6RGTRRgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/z0GTUJSXQIA/s200/market.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148100651973166594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the Xmas Market at Manchester City Centre. Hey Santa.&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G612TRRhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/u6BvhxCgOlI/s1600-h/market2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G612TRRhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/u6BvhxCgOlI/s200/market2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148101283333359122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German Sausages barbaqued on an oversized grill.&lt;br /&gt;What more can we ask for on a cold winter day?&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G7WmTRRiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7lqtxfCJF0s/s1600-h/market3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G7WmTRRiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7lqtxfCJF0s/s200/market3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148101845974074914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice cathedral where the Xmas Market is.. With the clock tower by its side.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G8AWTRRjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GV9JeDYIIbo/s1600-h/planes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3G8AWTRRjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GV9JeDYIIbo/s200/planes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148102563233613362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planes are a common sight, leaving trails of clouds behind. Well, I'll be on one of them next year, coming home to my family, friends, and my lovely honey darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.. Will update with more photos if i get them from the others. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-327938289517033893?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/327938289517033893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=327938289517033893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/327938289517033893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/327938289517033893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/R3Gzl2TRRVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MKUzFw4LKyk/s72-c/xmas_dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-2625644251580089090</id><published>2007-12-25T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-25T16:03:51.539Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Its Christmas!! And what is the purpose and meaning of Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Christ!&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. Its not the birthday of Jesus Christ, as many would have thought. Its just a day that is set aside for celebrating the birth of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Its been really quite busy during the Xmas time. Going out to the Christmas market, hanging out with church friends, attending parties and such..&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out next door for a Xmas dinner and party laters. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family have always celebrated Christmas at the condo my dad's managing. We'd have a bbq and buffet at the poolside. Nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the past two years, I haven't been able to attend them.. SIgh. Being in UK sometimes ain't as fun as it seems. But i'll be there next year! Back to SG to get my Christmas presents!&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling hungry now..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. Next year, I'm gonna try to bring honeybao to the Christmas party.. Then she can help me cook the stuff.. I've always helped out for the dinner. I was the cook for the deep fried stuffs once, and there was such a long queue for my food. Nyahahaha. I'm such a great cook.. *head gets bigger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. i'll update with more stuffs and photos laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2625644251580089090?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2625644251580089090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2625644251580089090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2625644251580089090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2625644251580089090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-8561963784800711065</id><published>2007-11-29T04:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T04:36:36.959Z</updated><title type='text'>Cold days</title><content type='html'>Alrighty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week has been quite okay.. Really gotta get my projects going at a faster pace though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really funny, on how people around me are doing. A friend of mine, Sel, is already coming back to Singapore.. Atikah's doin fine in Aus as well.. Debbie's in Aus too! Well.. Almost all who went overseas to study are female.. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz guys simply need to do National Service. Whahahahahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda glad I saved two years on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I wanna continue my studies after I get my bacholer degree.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna do a masters degree but hmm. I really like to stay in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THere's my hobbies in Singapore... My bands, my friends and khakis.. My cycling sessions..&lt;br /&gt;The late night drive out for supper. Man! I miss those things!&lt;br /&gt;Its just different in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, life is so much less stressful here in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;The pace of life is slower, and people aren't really the workaholic type.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could, I wanna pursue music here in the UK. And be a professional musician who specialises in smooth jazz. Big band really got me motivated to pursue music.&lt;br /&gt;BUsiness is just ya know, boring. Music takes the joy of the moment, a new feeling that gets fresher every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Being a jazz musician in singapore ain't gonna let me live comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, guess i'd have to stick with boring and dry business related stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But nope, i'm not gonna give up on music.&lt;br /&gt;Its just something thats not on my priority list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stay in Singapore. Its like a frog living in a well.&lt;br /&gt;One good example would be a certain musician i know of in band back in SG. This guy plays well. And knows jazz. I thought he was good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the thing. I go for big band practice every tuesday. And guys, students, of my age simply just plays better than that SG dude in every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Straight no Chaser, Take the "A" train, Night in Tunisia on practices..&lt;br /&gt;MAN!! THOSE WERE SOME FAMOUS JAZZ PIECES!&lt;br /&gt;And they managed to play it so well.. Harmonics were good, tone was superb, volume was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Jazz improvisation was astounding..&lt;br /&gt;WEE~~ Even the conductor joined in the fun to jam as well.&lt;br /&gt;If only i could do something like this for a job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm so gonna get lessons on the fundamentals of big band and jazz music. Wanna learn the scales, the blues and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, dearie lyn,  (this is gonna sound so naggy) please do take care of yourself..&lt;br /&gt;You just skipped lunch, and that aint good.&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell you laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-8561963784800711065?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8561963784800711065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=8561963784800711065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8561963784800711065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8561963784800711065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/cold-days.html' title='Cold days'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-216669528201123934</id><published>2007-11-24T01:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T02:04:24.050Z</updated><title type='text'>UPdates</title><content type='html'>Alrighty. I know that i haven't updated my blog for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yea lyn, I'm lazy!!! Whahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, here are my updates on how i'm doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, its -4 deg outside. Really cold. Brr.. I just came back from CK's place not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Cars are all covered in frost, and my hands get stiff and numb if I stayed out too long.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. I guess winter is here after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I prefer my sunny island Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Lyn, its nice to see that you've updated your blog. Hehe. Dearie smellypoo, I'm glad that you're doing fine back in Singapore. You ar.. Always making me worry bout you. Since I left, you had complained abt sore eye, bad tummy, headache, itchy rashes, morning flu, sore throat... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT LIKE THAT ONE LO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stuff you up with vitamins when i get back to SG. Hide them in your mee soto/rebus or sumtin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALrighy... Anyways, I had a day of coaching with Dave today. Ghim and I went for badminton coaching by Dave, yeap. Just for info, Dave is UK ranked 34 i think.&lt;br /&gt;Professional eh.. Hehe. Ghim paid for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a lot of footwork and swing techniques. Almost died with his training. Horribly exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I broke the strings off martin's racket yesterday. Its the second one i broke in 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the good thing is, Dave commented that I have a very fast and hard smash.. *HIGH FIVE* But the bad thing is, the strings sometimes can't take that kinda pressure and will snap eventually. Its a tradeoff i guess. I'd rather be on the offense for doubles games. YEA!! So i can smash all i want! WEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, with regards to music.. I recently joined the Uni of Salford Big Band.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a big band as in numbers, but really just the playing style.&lt;br /&gt;There are about 20 members, and we play jazz, blues, pop and a li rock.&lt;br /&gt;All of them are final year music students i think.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so crap there, but yea, I'm so gonna learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;They use jazz licks, blues scales the the like in the pieces we play. Adlib, improvisation.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;Their solo adlib is way wicked!!! YEA!!! Ultra high altissimo, velvety growls and bluesy notes.&lt;br /&gt;I totally wanna play like them. Yeaps, yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I bought a new mouthpiece just for Big Band.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can also use it in the long run depending on what kinda music i play.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I bought the JodyJazz ESP Alto 6 Metal MPC.&lt;br /&gt;It costs me around 218 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;That works out to be abt S$650 bucks. Its made from a bar of high quality metal,&lt;br /&gt;and outerlayered with 24k gold. Had a secondary reed for volume and brightness..&lt;br /&gt;MAN!! I just simply love my new mpc... Definately worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those who dunno.. A mouthpiece is a detachable piece of accesory that is needed in order to play the sax. You blow on it to produce the sound that goes thru your instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I sold my old Selmer Bundy Saxophone for 150 bucks. A saxophone accessory costing 4 times the price of a saxophone i sold. Simply saying, I sold my sax too cheap!!! WHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my ref 54 alto costs abt 8,000 anyways.. So i guess it wouldn't hurt buying something that shapes the sound for 650 bucks yea?&lt;br /&gt;Mum, dad, i can use it for a long time.. Dun scream at me ar...&lt;br /&gt;If i had the choice back then , i would have taken music.&lt;br /&gt;Then again.. How can a muscian earn enough in Singapore's business environment? Earn enough to let my parents retire happily and provide my family with all the comfortable things they deserve? Oh wells. Music as a hobby is so much a thing dear to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Gonna go rest alr. Updates laters.. Nitez. XD&lt;br /&gt;ps. honeybao.. drink more water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-216669528201123934?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/216669528201123934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=216669528201123934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/216669528201123934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/216669528201123934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates.html' title='UPdates'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-8401096955837959039</id><published>2007-10-31T01:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T03:04:37.894Z</updated><title type='text'>Chuch camp wales.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfgIZMxm8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/6Y0fvbiTgzY/s1600-h/quinta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfgIZMxm8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/6Y0fvbiTgzY/s200/quinta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127313135592643522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, its been some time since I've updated my blog. To put it simply, there is no space of time to feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're loads of things to do now. Updating my blog ain't one of my top priorities.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Anyways, I STILL have to update it so that peeps in Singapore can know what i'm up to.&lt;br /&gt;Its been years since i last updated it eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. Shall i start with last friday?&lt;br /&gt;Lyn and my parents would have known that I had gone for a churh camp last friday.&lt;br /&gt;They've been pestering me to update my blog.. You all ar.. mum, dad, and lyn, all gang up and bully my one ar.. Whahaha. The building you see on the left is the retreat site. Nice cosy place.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: We set off from the church center at Manchester Oxford Road at 6.15pm. We reached our destination, Quinta Hall, at 8.30 pm. We were told to have our dinner before we leave.. And so, I had my dinner at 4 before i left for church. And what do ya know. I got hungry by 6. Horrible unsatiated stomach of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryfe2pMxm7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6ABNK6MxfMo/s1600-h/quinta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryfe2pMxm7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6ABNK6MxfMo/s200/quinta2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127311731138337714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then. It says Quinta Hall here.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it a Christian Retreat Site. Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;Located in somewhere in North Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Right. Nice fonts eh?&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfgzpMxm9I/AAAAAAAAANE/l_NjxExW4xw/s1600-h/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfgzpMxm9I/AAAAAAAAANE/l_NjxExW4xw/s200/room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127313878621985746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our room. 4 beds.&lt;br /&gt;There's still a bed behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;But only 3 people sleeps in this room.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryfhp5Mxm-I/AAAAAAAAANM/vlmOH0pYai4/s1600-h/colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryfhp5Mxm-I/AAAAAAAAANM/vlmOH0pYai4/s200/colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127314810629888994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its autumn now.&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are falling.&lt;br /&gt;Its beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Green yellow and red,&lt;br /&gt;in the same picture of nature.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfjwJMxm_I/AAAAAAAAANU/mSKkSjSSSOA/s1600-h/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfjwJMxm_I/AAAAAAAAANU/mSKkSjSSSOA/s200/road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127317117027326962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the road to Quinta Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Just a nice little road.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfkqpMxnAI/AAAAAAAAANc/7CGWBkc3PCU/s1600-h/tunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfkqpMxnAI/AAAAAAAAANc/7CGWBkc3PCU/s200/tunnel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127318122049674242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a hike on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Going through tunnels and walking&lt;br /&gt;through plains.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfqIpMxnBI/AAAAAAAAANk/WIEaWLa8kc8/s1600-h/horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfqIpMxnBI/AAAAAAAAANk/WIEaWLa8kc8/s200/horses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127324135003888658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were horses.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. Giddyap!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfqdZMxnCI/AAAAAAAAANs/mEBa57M1TKs/s1600-h/horses2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfqdZMxnCI/AAAAAAAAANs/mEBa57M1TKs/s200/horses2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127324491486174242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got attracted to me.&lt;br /&gt;Do i have food? Hm.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryfq2JMxnDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SBtt_-C0Uzw/s1600-h/horses3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryfq2JMxnDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SBtt_-C0Uzw/s200/horses3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127324916687936562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came closer.&lt;br /&gt;Nope still no food.&lt;br /&gt;Only one handsome dude to look at.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfrlpMxnEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TMc0DrRR2Fs/s1600-h/sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfrlpMxnEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TMc0DrRR2Fs/s200/sheep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127325732731722818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were sheep.&lt;br /&gt;On large plains.&lt;br /&gt;Great view.&lt;br /&gt;Go on, click on this picture.&lt;br /&gt;Meeehh Meehhh~&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfsQZMxnFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SpU_YAkjGYc/s1600-h/sheep2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfsQZMxnFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SpU_YAkjGYc/s200/sheep2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127326467171130450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More sheep.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of sheep poo&lt;br /&gt;on the fields.&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfsoJMxnGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0C_4NZtW5h4/s1600-h/sheep3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfsoJMxnGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0C_4NZtW5h4/s200/sheep3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127326875193023586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look tasty.&lt;br /&gt;Hiking makes me hungry.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryft15MxnHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cMrHRKRTH7M/s1600-h/inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ryft15MxnHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cMrHRKRTH7M/s200/inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127328210927852658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly. Here is the inside of Quinta Hall.&lt;br /&gt;They have a fireplace, a reading room,&lt;br /&gt;a recreation room, a function room.. etc..&lt;br /&gt;Very warm and country like.&lt;br /&gt;COSY~&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;Alrighty! Updates on university stuff. Mum, dad, I've already settled my accomodation fees as well as my tuition fees. As for jiajia, I've already given them the letter and told them what to do like 3 weeks ago. You should just mail a letter straight to the main office giving authorisation. Put your name, POSB acct number, your signature, previous address(in case) and the singapore address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HSBC branch at Uni has really crappy customer service. HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On band stuff. I skipped band practice today. Was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;I miss SWS! Sigh. The wind band practice here only lasts for an hour. That ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;I used to attend like 8 hours of band practices per week. But now.. Its reduced to a pathetic 1 hour. ARGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But its good too. I don't really have the time to commit to any more stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, mum and dad, help me to ask third sis about the webcam.. She's always forgetting about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. Catch ya peeps laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-8401096955837959039?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8401096955837959039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=8401096955837959039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8401096955837959039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8401096955837959039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/chuch-camp-wales.html' title='Chuch camp wales.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RyfgIZMxm8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/6Y0fvbiTgzY/s72-c/quinta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-5980467258307857232</id><published>2007-10-02T12:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:24:02.512Z</updated><title type='text'>honeybao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RwI2WmOvraI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NgHpd7QX0Os/s1600-h/honeybao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RwI2WmOvraI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NgHpd7QX0Os/s200/honeybao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116711888493718946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from school not long ago. Its a nice tuesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go check up on Salford Wind Band laters. Not sure if they had resumed practices or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played badminton a few times the past week. Played yesterday too! WHOH! My bbc frens are all like badminton junkies. Hehe. Badminton day in and day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my lunch.. Or brunch u can call it. A muffin and a latte, with an apple. Muffin was quite big ya know. Yum. Kinda satisfied my hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family and friends back home in SG already.. I miss Singapore Wind Symphony... They're the ones who got me to improve my playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mum my dad and 3 sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Jiajia aint cooking for me every saturday now, now that she's gone back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;She haven't found a job yet. That slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honeybao!! I miss my lovely girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;She's the sweetest. I can tell that she gave so much for me. I know it..&lt;br /&gt;Dearie.. I know it.. I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;I know how you feel towards me. Even when i'm so far away.&lt;br /&gt;You never seem to fail to be available for me.&lt;br /&gt;So much unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone out there, if you find a girl who does this for you, treasure her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs honeybao*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall stop with the mushy stuff now. Hehe.. Take care guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5980467258307857232?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5980467258307857232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5980467258307857232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5980467258307857232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5980467258307857232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/honeybao.html' title='honeybao'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RwI2WmOvraI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NgHpd7QX0Os/s72-c/honeybao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-5602782216985193298</id><published>2007-09-25T15:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:40:00.581Z</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN UK!</title><content type='html'>I'm back in UK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. School has started, and I've gone for a couple of lectures this week.&lt;br /&gt;Its really vexing man!! My tutorial allocations have not been done well, and I can't fully register for my course!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my cheque ain't here yet. Its been delayed..&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is back as it was in the UK. Same as before.. Badminton on tuesdays and thurdays etc.&lt;br /&gt;But here's a difference, i look forward to checking my emails everyday now.. There's my honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Its 4.30 pm here  now.. Guess its around 11.30 pm back in SG. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Lyn, whats you up to? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Hm. My room's in a mess. My bedding isn't done. I don't even have a bedding to start with.&lt;br /&gt;I left it at keung's place.. And its all the way in WALES!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Just to update ya peeps at home..&lt;br /&gt;Lyn, remember ur promise ar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5602782216985193298?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5602782216985193298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5602782216985193298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5602782216985193298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5602782216985193298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-in-uk.html' title='BACK IN UK!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-5245464969181946241</id><published>2007-07-21T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-21T16:28:00.002Z</updated><title type='text'>PA TOH!</title><content type='html'>Its Saturday! Came back from a whole day out with lyn. Went to vivo city, then to Giant, after which to IKEA, then to Courts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to so many places, all via "above ground". I love bus rides. Long ones especially, when i'm with lyn. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;She's the sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIw6h-nBLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ccEHpwNwI6w/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIw6h-nBLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ccEHpwNwI6w/s320/DSC00776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089684310993601714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIxNh-nBMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PfxXJ8pu4aE/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIxNh-nBMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PfxXJ8pu4aE/s320/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089684637411116226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIx2h-nBNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/40R12fJQ5wg/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIx2h-nBNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/40R12fJQ5wg/s320/DSC00769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089685341785752786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload more pictures... Its been a li more than a month since i came back to Singapore.. I'm glad I did. But the weather is still terrible. I'm having a pimple farm on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Zoo recently.. Its kinda interesting to see animals again after not seeing any live animals since more than 10 years ago.. We had our lunch at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, updates for the other parts of my life. I'm trying to book air tickets on the 16th of September. Thats when i'll be flying back to the UK i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for those itching to go for a symphony concert, and don't wanna pay for it, there's a free concert at the Esplanade on 12 Aug. Its a Beautiful Sunday performance in the concert hall of the Esplanade. I'll be performing. Be sure to catch it. Go earlier, its well known to be always packed full. 1600+  seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIz-x-nBOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xlxGsd4aA6U/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIz-x-nBOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xlxGsd4aA6U/s320/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089687682542929122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5245464969181946241?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5245464969181946241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5245464969181946241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5245464969181946241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5245464969181946241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/07/pa-toh.html' title='PA TOH!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RqIw6h-nBLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ccEHpwNwI6w/s72-c/DSC00776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-2113097342170747487</id><published>2007-07-01T12:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:37:35.661Z</updated><title type='text'>prawn pool</title><content type='html'>Its sunday! Just finished dinner. Its one big family here tonight, yeap. 9 of us in total.. Hmm. Lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's mum, dad, 3 sisters and their partners, two kids and I. 11 of us in total !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One old couple.&lt;br /&gt;3 young couples.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a boy called Balds. Whahaha.. Told Miss S.C. aka lyn about it. Man.. I really wanna bring her to meet my family. She'll love it here.. Yea, I'm sure of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;We came back from the tenssenson club just now, went to play tennis with my sisters and their boyfriends. Wanted to go bowling but reservations had to be made.. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to band prac sectionals yesterday.. Honey tagged along, and read a book.. Didn't want her to wait too long, but it'd be better that she came along cuz its kinda outta the way to meet me laters.. Though she was nice to tell me that it didn't matter, I could tell she was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dearie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bottle tree park after that. It was a nice cosy park. Well, Marianne told us about cosy bay. I guess thats where we'll go next time. It'll be romantic.. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of honey and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RoegAZiV3uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/no4NiLzG5Bg/s1600-h/DSC00740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RoegAZiV3uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/no4NiLzG5Bg/s320/DSC00740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082206633226264290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RoeeLpiV3tI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aNOO2uULYgk/s1600-h/DSC00740.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2113097342170747487?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2113097342170747487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2113097342170747487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2113097342170747487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2113097342170747487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-sunday-just-finished-dinner.html' title='prawn pool'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RoegAZiV3uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/no4NiLzG5Bg/s72-c/DSC00740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-5358330735619744651</id><published>2007-06-29T12:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-29T12:26:33.669Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.. I know who's gonna read this so i can't say too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially attached. Girls who are reading this. Sorry. No chance.&lt;br /&gt;Its a totally different thing when you fall in love from friendship. Hehe. Its kinda cute at times too.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna be all mushy mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Fell sick twice in two weeks. Bad, bad weather. Blame it on the weather, yes.. Sometimes, the weather/girlfriend can be sooo infectious with viruses.&lt;br /&gt;Opps. Did I mention "girlfriend?" Nya hahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a sparkle of creativity just now. lyn was saying about traffic lights not liking her, turning red all the time. Instead of saying traffic lights don't like ya thats why turning red, its more logical to say that traffic lights are made by man, so they have man's personality. They turn red because they like ya. They stop you and blush and make you wait and look at them.&lt;br /&gt;When they turn green, they're feeling sick. They can't wait for you to get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logical reasoning yur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm. Miss S.C bought me honey lemon yesterday. It was darnest sweetest drink ever.. But no, Miss S.C is sweeter than honey, getting me a drink knowing I had sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band yesterday was ok.. Messed up a couple of solos, including a jazz one. :P&lt;br /&gt;Man. I feel so rusty..&lt;br /&gt;I don't have internet in my room. Router's not working. I'm in a pink room. Its worse than being in a scary movie.. RIght. I'm outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5358330735619744651?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5358330735619744651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5358330735619744651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5358330735619744651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5358330735619744651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-2500717003400334606</id><published>2007-06-23T09:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:05:42.700Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>Happy days! Its only been a couple of weeks since I landed back in Singapore, but it has been really blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my poly friends and band friends, hanging out with the usual bunch of peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to Bedok 85 for noodles. Yummy! They were more than a hour late though. Sigh. Spent that hour with Miss Stupidly Clever. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to look at planes with marianne and Miss S.C. last week too! They were like kids, yea. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from City Hall not long ago. Went to look at Louisa's church. Raina still looks the same, lol. Louisa has a new haircut. Whahaha.. I miss those times in band, crapping with all the band peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that the hardest thing to do is saying goodbye. Especially to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2500717003400334606?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2500717003400334606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2500717003400334606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2500717003400334606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2500717003400334606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-2443042069802063821</id><published>2007-06-15T08:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-15T08:48:53.760Z</updated><title type='text'>NIght out</title><content type='html'>Had a night out with Tpband peeps yesterday. Went to orchard with yingying lyn before that, to get a bdae present for a friend of ours. Had al fungi at pasta mania in cineleisure for dinner. Man! That pasta was totally crap. Honestly, really, back in the UK I could whip up a much better tasting pasta. With lloyd grossman sauces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Anyways, my parents commented that I "zhang da" already. Means that I've grown up. Well, I guess being independant for your own well-being and everything else made me think more.&lt;br /&gt;I'll most probably be going back to the UK for my final year in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, TPband and SWS peeps. Also, my polytechnic friends.. It great to see ya guys again!!&lt;br /&gt;Greatly appreciate the hospitality u peeps have shown me for the past week. Hehe. What great friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I got lost yesterday!! Whahahaah. The plan was to have dinner, get a present, and if possible, make it for SWS band prac.&lt;br /&gt;Drove to hougang mall, and it took me more than an hour. Really, my road sense ain't back in SG yet. Lyn was just there calling me names, like blur, stupid.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH! Pot calling the kettle black k? One blur girl navigating and one blur guy driving. Thus dinner was served at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was a great night out yesterday. Yeaps. I'm glad we were all honest on what we felt. It'll be 3 months from now till I get back to Manchester. I've always felt that I always got the short end of the straw when it comes to affairs of the heart. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a lack of gals to date. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;However... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, when given a blessing, other opportunities might be forgone. I guess God looks at the larger picture. Who knows, the future might turn out to be what my heart desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 21. What is love between a girl and dude?&lt;br /&gt;At 21. Love is romantic, affectionate and raging with passion. At 50, what will make you love the other? No more looks, no more nice figures. Hehe. I guess what's most important would be our heart and our character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience balds. You've waited 2 years. :)&lt;br /&gt;A li more, a hope of a love everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. Really, how i envy those old couples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2443042069802063821?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2443042069802063821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2443042069802063821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2443042069802063821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2443042069802063821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/06/night-out.html' title='NIght out'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-3240461163147445976</id><published>2007-06-13T08:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-13T08:40:23.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its darn hot. Its Wednesday today, but look-ey here, my timezone in this blog ain't changed.&lt;br /&gt;Went for bobby's bdae party right after the plane touched down on Saturday, had a steamboat on Sunday, went to TPband on Monday, and went out to the beach yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was soooo nice. So relaxing~ Its been really long since I went to the beach to just lie and listen to the waves, with the breeze blowing gently. The starry night was just fine for the nice night at the beach. Hehe. Went there with sweet lyn. Had a nice chat with lyn, and we caught up on a lotta things. Apparently, Lyn got a li more plump since the last time i saw her, but she looks better that way i guess.. Hey, dun get angry ar.. Clever and dumb girl at the same time. Lol. Anyways, thanks lyn. You're really sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Ikea just now. Went to meet up with the Singapore Winds sax section for lunch. Hehe. Mel's gonna go army. Yunshan puts on makeup now. WHAHAH!!!  I MISS BAND!! Oh wells. kk. Can't wait for band on Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-3240461163147445976?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3240461163147445976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=3240461163147445976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3240461163147445976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3240461163147445976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-in-singapore-its-darn-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-2220521809461779960</id><published>2007-06-05T03:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-05T03:54:29.552Z</updated><title type='text'>flight</title><content type='html'>PM has said before, are you a quitter, or are u a staying in SG? C'mon, u dumb government peeps, what good is SG compared to what other developed countries have to offer in terms of standard of living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, SG. I know its dreadfully hot. Its sweltering heat might just kill me once dawn arrives.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb crap of a place to be in, yet its food paradise's nametag is somewhat an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;No natural resources, no land. No scenery. Its a stress garden. Overpriced cars, unreasonable road pricing system, stupid laws and overpaid ministers.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, SG is my home, 4 more days !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have i been doing for the past weeks? Right after exams, Keung bought a Wii. Yea, sums up where most of my time has gone.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pair of sunglasses from Selfridges; Raybans cost me S$310.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my stuff are kept in my friend's place for storage during the summer hols. Aw. My room is so empty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flight Details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 June 2007. Plane to touch down at 8.05 pm, Terminal 1.&lt;br /&gt;EK  432&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2220521809461779960?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2220521809461779960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2220521809461779960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2220521809461779960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2220521809461779960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/06/flight.html' title='flight'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-1172756648807087176</id><published>2007-06-01T05:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-01T05:29:32.801Z</updated><title type='text'>sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rl-ugrrF0dI/AAAAAAAAALs/Z3Y2b9mBPGU/s1600-h/DSC00205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rl-ugrrF0dI/AAAAAAAAALs/Z3Y2b9mBPGU/s400/DSC00205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070963581944975826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's sunrise, outta the window.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more week, till SG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1172756648807087176?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1172756648807087176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1172756648807087176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1172756648807087176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1172756648807087176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunshine.html' title='sunshine'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rl-ugrrF0dI/AAAAAAAAALs/Z3Y2b9mBPGU/s72-c/DSC00205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-1726835467728156484</id><published>2007-05-24T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:18:14.932Z</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Home ; the place of familial warmth,&lt;br /&gt;Place ; I am far away from home,&lt;br /&gt;What does my heart feel as present?&lt;br /&gt;Apprehension; I resist,&lt;br /&gt;Examination; Tomorrow's question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little passage to describe tomorrow's paper. My last paper! Operations Management. The last one before the academic year is over. And that marks the start of the summer holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I will wait patiently for 2 weeks. When that's over, beef noodles and prata, shiver in fear; for BaLds will consume you in ten month's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day spent in the library, studied loads and my efforts came to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny though. I didn't know when the trend started, but today, people were approaching me to ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions about examination questions. It used to be only people who knew me that ask questions about questions they can't solve. Jay used to ask me loads in Sem 1.&lt;br /&gt;Now, by the end of the day, I had random people in my course coming to ask me about exam questions they can't solve. People I had never spoken to before. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm honored, and I like to help. Thats why I feel that today has been a great day. They've been labelling me "genius", "doctor", "professor". Yoyo's been going on "He's smart! I wish I had his brains!" People, any more of this, my head's gonna swell up and burst. Humility, of vast quantities needed to prevent all these getting to my head.&lt;br /&gt;They all leave the library and ask me, "Are you coming to the library tomorrow? I need you to teach me." But hell yea, there's fulfilment in the art of teaching.&lt;br /&gt;I had even considered and talked to my sis about becoming a lecturer eventually. But first, goals to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-Term Goals&lt;br /&gt;1) Remedy the situation of me messing up my FPC module&lt;br /&gt;2) Maintain my First Class Honors / Improve standing&lt;br /&gt;3) Obtain First Class HOns&lt;br /&gt;4) Further my studies for a Masters in Finance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long-Term Goals&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a job as a financial analyst/banker in the UK&lt;br /&gt;2) Earn big bucks&lt;br /&gt;3) Allow my parents to live the rest of their lives in utmost comfort&lt;br /&gt;4) Become a university lecturer&lt;br /&gt;5) Buy a car. --&gt; Looking at the MX5 Roadster Coupe&lt;br /&gt;6) Play music professionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life-Long Goals&lt;br /&gt;1) Serve God in whatever ways I can&lt;br /&gt;2) Learn from the bad things I've done, and comdemn those actions&lt;br /&gt;3) Persevere in doing the right thing&lt;br /&gt;4) Leading people to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;5) Providing for my family; parents and children of mine, ensuring they get they best of the things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examining your life and knowing what you want in it is the least one man who appreaciates his life can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Unexamined Life is Not Worth Living." -Socrates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Happy Father's and Mother's Day to you, Dad and Mum. This post is dedicated to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you love me.&lt;br /&gt;During the days when I was hospitalised many years ago, you spent your days by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I know you blamed yourself on why you gave me this brittle-bone disease that result me to break my bones when i was growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I know you cried buckets of tears, and were sadden greatly that I had to go through so much pain, through the many operations those years ago. I never had the courage to tell you that I was so really happy with all that boundless amounts of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me your precious savings to buy me a saxophone that cost you many years of work. Buying it without thinking twice.&lt;br /&gt;I understand how it is that you disciplined me when I was younger, even though it hurt you more than it hurt me, to make me the God-loving person you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;You even agreed to pay for my driving lessons, agreeing so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;You were even so ready to fund my education, even knowing that we're financially not so well off. But thanks to God, He has heard the prayers of the best mother in the world.&lt;br /&gt;You'd save on the things you'd buy, saving money for the family's welfare.&lt;br /&gt;Truely, mum, I appreciate all these. You have shown me what a God-seeking woman can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pray for us every night, mum. I wanna let you know that i pray for you and day every night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being rebellious those years ago, and scolding you simply because I didn't like the way you treated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, I know I scratched your car simply becuz I was dumb enuf to try to manuever an impossible parking space.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you treasure your car, and i'm glad you trust me with it.&lt;br /&gt;Behind that stone, crater-filled face of yours, I know you love us so much, as much as mum does. Calling me every so often to make sure that we're doing well. Making no delay and making sure we get the best we can. Although you don't show your feelings very much, we know that you love us boundlessly.&lt;br /&gt;Simply because we all love you Dad, we want you to stop smoking for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, Mum, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Your son is coming home soon.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family loves God. God loves my family. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1726835467728156484?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1726835467728156484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1726835467728156484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1726835467728156484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1726835467728156484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-2103659095756330147</id><published>2007-05-20T04:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-20T04:55:23.996Z</updated><title type='text'>YO</title><content type='html'>First, in reply to charlotte the orc's tag: Go drive the church van!! NYA HAHAHAH! Its manual too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly to note, I'm in the middle of my exams. Smack right in the middle. Two papers done with, two more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial Planning &amp; Control was a killer paper. Tricky. Raw data was really raw. Figures to be calculated had to be pre-calculated. If ya don't understand the whole variance analysis thoroughly, you're dead. Thats why most people are dead in my course. That question alone has a 50% weightage outta a 100% paper. I didn't get my figures thought out till the last 10 mins or so. Managed to squeeze out the correct figures before time was up. Didn't manage to conclude my analysis though. ROAR!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organisational behaviour was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just HAD to put the two hardest exams in the first week. Two more papers to go. Markets &amp;amp; Competition, and Operations Mgnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, I'm coming back to SG in less than 3 weeks!! WOO HOO! Its been 9-10 months since I first came here. Time really flies!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, when i come back to SG, i'm gonna show my friends my new badminton skills! Bring it on, samuel! My arm hurts from all those badminton training. I've a killer smash in my arsenal now.&lt;br /&gt;*big headedness*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2103659095756330147?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2103659095756330147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2103659095756330147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2103659095756330147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2103659095756330147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/yo.html' title='YO'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-3454531933906290262</id><published>2007-04-16T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:18:07.709Z</updated><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>Skated to  church yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set off at 12.10 , reached my destination at 12.45.&lt;br /&gt;It was such nice weather yesterday!! Spring is on full bloom. Maybe around 19 - 20 deg yesterday? Lots of sun, but not too hot. Well, to the locals, it IS hot. But its just nice for me.&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of the flowers by the roads today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RiPLkYHKJ1I/AAAAAAAAALk/qSNx8MROhHk/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RiPLkYHKJ1I/AAAAAAAAALk/qSNx8MROhHk/s400/DSC00685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054107032648034130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, click on the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Spring sure is nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-3454531933906290262?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3454531933906290262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=3454531933906290262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3454531933906290262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3454531933906290262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RiPLkYHKJ1I/AAAAAAAAALk/qSNx8MROhHk/s72-c/DSC00685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-6885080511401343298</id><published>2007-04-14T19:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-15T16:10:36.445Z</updated><title type='text'>SChool Begins!</title><content type='html'>I just came back from Manchester City Centre not long ago.. Went to watch the movie, 300 at a IMAX theatre. Well, its 8 storeys high, and channels 12,000 volts of sound systems for the perfect movie experience. COOL. Don't have many IMAX theatres back in SG. Well, before that, my sis, yuehan, and I went shopping around the Arndale. I bought a leather belt, and a singlet from River Island. I really needed to buy a belt. Cuz my levi's belt broke recently. I guess it was wearing it wrong all the time, giving it strain, wearing it to hold baggy pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts on Monday. Well, my sis's boyfriend, Bernard NEO, has gone back to SG today. He went to tour around in Europe with my sis. They went to London, after which they went to Paris. I wish i could tour around with them, but i'd just a playing gooseberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starting means the I've gotta start working! Working harder when school starts. Gotta study, gotta stay in the library to revise, etc. Not to mention to work out at the GYM!! I'm really not gaining any weight even though i'm eating more, here in the UK. The only solution to this is that i gain more muscles the hard way. Build them up by working out! Then i can gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some pictures of the trips soon. Pics are at my sis's place. ALright. My flatmate's mum and dad just arrived here. HUH! Wait till I tell them how havoc their son has been. Bloody hell, getting all drunk, making noise, leaving the whole kitchen in a mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I'm not that evil. KK. Will update again with pics soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-6885080511401343298?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6885080511401343298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=6885080511401343298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6885080511401343298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6885080511401343298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/school-begins.html' title='SChool Begins!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-7069490969292505606</id><published>2007-04-09T11:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:44:42.524Z</updated><title type='text'>Been a while since updated.</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps. Its been awhile since I updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Some fun stuff were going on these couple of weeks. Its easter. Holidays for 3 weeks. Holidays mean that my flatmates go back to their homes. Yea. They're all brits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With them going home, means i can have the whole house to myself. Nya haha.&lt;br /&gt;So hey, I've been making noise day in, day out, with my saxophone. I pity the neighbours living beside my apartment. Oh wells. Its not everyday that they can be bothered by me practising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I DO practice everyday now that no one's at home. Right now, I'm savouring my ham and cheese pie. Incredibly yummy. Bought it becuz it was on a promotion. 2 for 1. Cool eh. One pie costs 1.80 pounds. Thats expensive. But considering the taste of it. Man. It tastes like a pie from those kinda expensive hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth used to tease me that I wasn't a man, for not going to army.. WHahaha. Now they're wasting time and suffering in the army while i eat my yummy pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know what.  I think living out on your own, and being indepedant for your own habitation is a lesson better than being in the army. In the army, u listen to orders, and you get fed at regular times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here, I make my own decisions on everything, and I make my own meals. In the army, you learn how to kill and fire a weapon.  Heh, but one thing's for sure, I won't have any army buddies. Thats ok. Dun like to swear and spew vulgarities. I never do.. That ain't Christ-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson on Christianity. We all sin. I myself have my own flaws. But one thing's for sure, My ever-pursing goal is to be Christ-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goal is like a moving arrow. You cannot target a moving arrow, not score a goal at a ever receding goal post. However, its the effort that counts , not where you are at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't look at your deeds, your past, nor your accomplishments. He looks at your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still bothered by goons and dumb arses from the True Jesus Church. They still believe that if you don't wash your feet, you cannot go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dudes, since when God had been particulat about smelly feet? Pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say if you're on your deathbed. Your sons and daughters read the bibile to you everyday. One day, you realise that you had been a fool all your life, all things in the bibile make sense, all prophesies had come true. Then you decide to accept Christ. In your heart, you learn to accept Him, and suddenly realise that everything on earth happens for a reason. You realise that there is really a God, and come to your senses that He has done things for you without you even knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't move. You're paralysed. You can't go thru a baptism, nor speak. You can't even go to a Holy Communion. (Thats just eating  a li' bread and drinking  a li' wine as a sign of remembrance of Christ). Not to even mention to cleanse the feet. So there, in your heart you desperately seek Christ. You repent on your sins, and ask if its too late to seek Him. Seek and you shall find, ask and you will be given. Thats what Jesus said. Knock and the door will be open to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would Jesus Do? Without a doubt, Jesus will open his arms to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foolish people in this day of age has come up with numerious conditions to enter His kingdom. These conditions are interpreted by man. And not one man is without sin; cept for Jesus of cuz.  I've even heard about the golden gates of heaven. How absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till this day, I have a treasured friend, a person who is dear to me, who have renounced our ties as Christian brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus himself has said, why do these pharisees (priests of Jesus's time) practice all these rituals and go thru all these rites; for their hearts are not with God.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough said. I'm forever on this topic.. Naggy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-7069490969292505606?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7069490969292505606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=7069490969292505606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/7069490969292505606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/7069490969292505606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/been-while-since-updated.html' title='Been a while since updated.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-1014524711109938439</id><published>2007-03-30T22:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:11:54.168Z</updated><title type='text'>KOKOMOO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WQAY327-g0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WQAY327-g0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you&lt;br /&gt;Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama&lt;br /&gt;Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the Florida Keys&lt;br /&gt;There's a place called Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;That's where you wanna go to get away from it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodies in the sand&lt;br /&gt;Tropical drink melting in your hand&lt;br /&gt;We'll be falling in love&lt;br /&gt;To the rhythm of a steel drum band&lt;br /&gt;Down in Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you&lt;br /&gt;To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama&lt;br /&gt;Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there fast&lt;br /&gt;And then we'll take it slow&lt;br /&gt;That's where we wanna go&lt;br /&gt;Way down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Martinique, that Monserrat mystique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll put out to sea&lt;br /&gt;And we'll perfect our chemistry&lt;br /&gt;By and by we'll defy a little bit of gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon delight&lt;br /&gt;Cocktails and moonlit nights&lt;br /&gt;That dreamy look in your eye&lt;br /&gt;Give me a tropical contact high&lt;br /&gt;Way down in Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you&lt;br /&gt;To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama&lt;br /&gt;Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there fast&lt;br /&gt;And then we'll take it slow&lt;br /&gt;That's where we wanna go&lt;br /&gt;Way down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Port Au Prince I wanna catch a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;A little place like Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;Now if you wanna go&lt;br /&gt;And get away from it all&lt;br /&gt;Go down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you&lt;br /&gt;To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama&lt;br /&gt;Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there fast&lt;br /&gt;And then we'll take it slow&lt;br /&gt;That's where we wanna go&lt;br /&gt;Way down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you&lt;br /&gt;To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama&lt;br /&gt;Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Sunny Island, Singapore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1014524711109938439?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1014524711109938439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1014524711109938439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1014524711109938439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1014524711109938439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/kokomoo.html' title='KOKOMOO!!!!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-1590115489191339425</id><published>2007-03-29T15:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-29T16:02:42.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before anyone asks me how much my skates really cost, they cost me 189 pounds. Thats around S$570.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, badminton fans, Yonex's best racket at the moment, armortech 900 is out. Costing around 150 pounds. A tad too pricey. Well, the frame is composed of flex metal, composite with high modulus graphite. Talk about techonology. Bottom half of its head is a different material altogether. Cool eh.. Whole weight of the racket is around 80 grams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, i'm off to play badminton now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1590115489191339425?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1590115489191339425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1590115489191339425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1590115489191339425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1590115489191339425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/before-anyone-asks-me-how-much-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-294282316131201188</id><published>2007-03-28T03:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T05:57:23.922Z</updated><title type='text'>Skates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bought new skates. As said, the salomon freeskates that are meant for freestyle urban skating is no longer in production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, it was totally necessary for me to buy a new pair. (Excuses eh?) Here in Europe, from the French Pro Skater Sebastian Laffargue, has produced a skate that might do better than the Salomon FSK series. I wanna go for skating lessons when i go back to SG. Learn how to slalom properly, and learn the hockey stop properly, and some advanced slides. Not to mention proper railgrinds. I do the powerslide though. Self taught, resulted in many injuries. Nya haha. I guess coaching would be safer. Learnt some neat tricks on my own, like the toe heel trick, backwards crossovers, one footer slalom, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna need some coaching on more masterful skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered Seba FR 1 a couple of days ago.. Expecting them to arrive today or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My legs are itching to skate. The price is a tad more expensive than my Crossmax S-lab. That costed me around S$530?  Its finally warming up here in Manchester. Heard the radio broadcast earlier. They said it was baking in Manchester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Bakin in the bus when the temperature is around 15 deg. I think they will die of heatstroke the moment they step outta Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, my body has accustomed to the UK weather. My sis commented that when she first came back from the UK, she had difficulty breathing cuz it was really a drastic change in climate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Try living in a place where 18 deg is the rare maximum of temperatures throughout the year. Winter comes and it goes negative. Oh well, I guess my body is a homeostatsis powerhouse. I don't perspire in the sauna. Only do after 15 mins or so. Friends in SG were amazed, friends in UK were also amazed. Heyhey!! So i do go to the sauna in both countries!! Mua haha. I love the heat.. BAthing in a misty heaty bathroom is the norm for me. Then again, i don't perspire much. If i do, i'd lose even more weight. Zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the how discomfortable BBC weather has rated us. Discomfort from heat, EXTREME!&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 class="var0" style="margin-bottom: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Singapore, Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;!-- average conditions statistics open --&gt;   &lt;table style="width: 624px; height: 336px;" summary="BBC Weather's average conditions for Singapore, Singapore. This includes readings of average sunlight, temperature, discomfort from heat and humidity, relative humidity, average Precipitation, and wet days." class="var2" border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;colgroup span="4"&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;colgroup span="2"&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt; &lt;thead&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="11" bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/f/t.gif" alt="" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th bgcolour="#b7db94" id="1" scope="col" rowspan="3" class="var0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th bgcolour="#b7db94" id="2" scope="col" rowspan="3" class="var0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Average Sunlight (hours)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th bgcolour="#b7db94" id="3" scope="col" colspan="4" class="var0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temperature&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th bgcolour="#b7db94" id="4" scope="col" rowspan="3" class="var0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discomfort from heat and humidity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th bgcolour="#b7db94" id="5" scope="col" rowspan="2" colspan="2" class="var0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relative humidity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th bgcolour="#b7db94" id="6" scope="col" rowspan="3" class="var0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Average Precipitation (&lt;abbr title="Millimetres"&gt;mm&lt;/abbr&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th bgcolour="#b7db94" id="7" scope="col" rowspan="3" class="var0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wet Days (+0.25 &lt;abbr title="Millimetres"&gt;mm&lt;/abbr&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; 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&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;td headers="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;257&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td headers="11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/thead&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna gain weight during this easter. Eat more, gym more. Muscles are heavier than fat anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Will end here now. Here's a picture of my new skates. Pretty thing.  That brings the number of skates I have to, 4. Salomon Preface, Salo FSK Crossmax Thunder, Salo FSK Crossmax S-Lab, and my new Seba FreeRide One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgngGEK3ZcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Vd7RmG8lrdk/s1600-h/seba-fr1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgngGEK3ZcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Vd7RmG8lrdk/s400/seba-fr1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046811252248503746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgniIUK3ZdI/AAAAAAAAALY/Pp5aEuh8fsw/s1600-h/Crossmax+S-Lab.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgniIUK3ZdI/AAAAAAAAALY/Pp5aEuh8fsw/s400/Crossmax+S-Lab.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046813489926464978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My present Salomon FSK CrossMax S-Lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-294282316131201188?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/294282316131201188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=294282316131201188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/294282316131201188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/294282316131201188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/skates.html' title='Skates'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgngGEK3ZcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Vd7RmG8lrdk/s72-c/seba-fr1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-4420275895047305849</id><published>2007-03-25T00:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:37:21.563Z</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about something these days. Working in the UK, that is. If my scholarship provider doesn't require me to serve in their company in SG, I might consider working in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in the UK has its perks. The currency is x3 of that of SG's. I've done some research on the annual salary of the average graduate. Its is around 20000 pounds. Well, per month, basic pay would be around 1670 pounds. Converting that to SG dollars, thats around 5000 per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most companies pay more than 20000 per year.. So, calculating my expenses and renting a place to stay, I might be able to generate more than 5000 pounds of savings per year. Thats equivalent to S$15 000!! Maybe I'll work in the UK for a couple of years, then come back to SG after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be able to buy my own car. Nya Ha ha ha ha ha. I miss the career fair and international student job opportunity talk this year. Oh wells, I'll go to the one next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, Dad, I know that you will read this.. Hehehe.. 3rd sis wants a downpayment for a car as a present from you guys if she attain a First Class Honors. Its a good incentive for me if i asked, but you've already given me my S$8000  ref 54 saxophone for my birthday. Don't want you guys to spend too much money. I want to drive a nice small sports car when I get back to SG. Thinking of the Mazda MX5. Checked it out online these few days. A 1990++ model costs around S$30 000. If possible, I'd like to pay the sum in full. Dun wan any loans. Dun like to have any liabilites attached to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years of working in the UK could generate around 10k of savings for me. Thats enough money to get myself a nice MX5 in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking about it. Hmm.. What say ya, mum? Dad? You always wanted me to bring you over outta SG to retire yur?? HEhehe. I might just do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-4420275895047305849?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4420275895047305849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=4420275895047305849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4420275895047305849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4420275895047305849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/work_25.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-6258736396062799277</id><published>2007-03-22T19:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T19:32:18.480Z</updated><title type='text'>Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgLVnDmr8UI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZM-eeyIUzTM/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgLVnDmr8UI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZM-eeyIUzTM/s400/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044829399567561026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm in the library now.. Do I look tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues have been raised about Financial Planning and Control Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are all complaining!!! Not only me , k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..&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;Excuses for a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I realised that my favourite line of skates, the Salomon FreeSkates Crossmax, has terminated its production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salomon no longer make skates. Bloody pieces of faecal matter!!! I can't swear. By the way, sh*t IS a swear word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to customise my skate boots with new bearings, and wheels when I get back to SG. Presently, I'm using my thudermax boot instead of the crossmax. Coupled with the crossmax s-lab frame, and ILQ-9 military chrome bearings,  it makes urban skating so much more fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get what I'm saying? No worries. Ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just tell ya now..&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna get boring ya know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skate boot is what you put your feet into.&lt;br /&gt;The skate frame is what that holds the wheels together, and joins the skate boot. Requires an allen key to secure. Mines a crossmax s-lab frame, made outta extruded aluminium. Strong stuff. Ya know what, I tried doing jumps with normal recreational skates. They didn't last very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bearings are what that make the wheels spin. ILQ-9 bearings are basically one of the best, fastest spinning, durable bearings u can get.&lt;br /&gt;Streets of Singapore, wait for me. Here i come, in two months time!!&lt;br /&gt;Jumps, grinds, and slides are what that is done with my skates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why people call inline skating, "rollerblading".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"rollerblade" is a brand.&lt;br /&gt;Just like when people say, the baby needs pampers. Or when you're hungry, you eat maggi mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in UK says, "you need to hoover the floor". Wells, what they're actually saying is that I need to vacuum the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English huh? We bend english to our slangs. Ok. Back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-6258736396062799277?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6258736396062799277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=6258736396062799277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6258736396062799277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6258736396062799277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/library.html' title='Library'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RgLVnDmr8UI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZM-eeyIUzTM/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-2017962702032246712</id><published>2007-03-21T05:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T05:55:28.907Z</updated><title type='text'>WORK!</title><content type='html'>I'm piled up with work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was snowing a couple of days ago. Its supposed to be coming spring. Weird weather.&lt;br /&gt;Added chi leong, Qinhong, cousin yuanie and qinnie to my links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi Leong and Qinhong are great dudes i met during my days in Victoria School. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Both are smart arses who went into VJC. WHahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuanie Carrie, and qinnie are sisters. They seem to be weight conscious though. Totally unlike my sis. Man. Talk about genetical makeup.  My sister and I never do gain any actual weight. My friends in UK don't ask me whether i want to eat, cuz i never say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just feed me. Seriously, I eat more than the average human being. A large Big Mac meal, coupled with a free cheeseburger gets me satisfied, but not full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me? Which regards to dad, whom i think he never gains any weight cuz he smokes. Maybe i'm wrong. We are like that.. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most peeps around my dad's age would have a belly. Nope. don't see one. I see ribs on my dad.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I'm not gonna become like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad doesn't even exercise. What kinda weird genetics do my family have??!??! I've tried eating 5 meals a day. Eating dinner portions for two. I use 5 handfuls of Penne Pasta to fill myself up. My mom eats everything left on the table. She's still ain't gaining weight. Not only my dad, my mom too! How can two people with such weird dietry traits meet and get married??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they ever think of how their children could ever gain weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 large Hotdogs from Manchester United in my fridge. Kapo brought them back from work. Thanks babe!!&lt;br /&gt;I need a wife who owns a farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love people who feed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FEED ME MORE!&lt;br /&gt;Great thanks to those who fed me. That includes William, Cherri, Keung, Queena, and Sis, etc..&lt;br /&gt;(btw, my profile states that i'm 59 kg. thats bullshit. I'm not telling u peeps my real weight.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2017962702032246712?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2017962702032246712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2017962702032246712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2017962702032246712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2017962702032246712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/work_21.html' title='WORK!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-872795300231600771</id><published>2007-03-18T20:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:02:14.533Z</updated><title type='text'>ICY</title><content type='html'>Heyhey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I updated some things on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) New music&lt;br /&gt;2) New Pic&lt;br /&gt;3) If ya noticed , my sch history.&lt;br /&gt;4) A little visitor counter. Hehe. Its an equaliser!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just came back from manchester city centre. Had some cantonese Yum Cha. Wells, the thing is, everyone there was cantonese, and I was the only Singaporean there. Hehe. So how was the food? Cantonese food is generally saltier i guess? Or maybe it was just that restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Harriet invited me there, and I invited Jason. By the way, for those who know who debbie chan is, i think harriet looks like debs. She's got pretty much the same features. If they stood together, I'd mistake them for sisters. Once in the poor lighting, I really thought she was debs. WHAHAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate for like 2 + hours? Couldn't understand most of what they're saying, but could make out some. MAN!!! I'm so gonna take cantonese lessons when i get back to SG or sumtin. All my BBC friends have Hong Kong roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hailing outside just now. What do i mean by hail? Ice of course. This ain't singapore.. Zz. Ice do fall onto ur head naturally..  Its quite the experience really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow/Ice on the ground, ice everywhere. Its slippery, darn it.&lt;br /&gt;Today is mother's day for the english. It differs from 0urs. Our mother's day fall on a different day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rf2jTXr34QI/AAAAAAAAAK4/U4lXVH69R9A/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rf2jTXr34QI/AAAAAAAAAK4/U4lXVH69R9A/s400/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043366710895698178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice on the car....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rf2jrnr34RI/AAAAAAAAALA/7ut8Q8Kc8JI/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rf2jrnr34RI/AAAAAAAAALA/7ut8Q8Kc8JI/s400/DSC00556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043367127507525906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice on the ground...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-872795300231600771?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/872795300231600771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=872795300231600771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/872795300231600771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/872795300231600771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/icy.html' title='ICY'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rf2jTXr34QI/AAAAAAAAAK4/U4lXVH69R9A/s72-c/DSC00555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-1168506310246160084</id><published>2007-03-15T09:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:01:45.000Z</updated><title type='text'>WoRK!</title><content type='html'>I'm so tied up in work. One essay to be due tomorrow, two presenatations today. One 5000 worded financial report next week, together with an operations management project to finish, and one markets/competition market review essay to do. Esaays are about 3000 words each i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 presentations&lt;br /&gt;4 essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did start a bit. Little bits i did do. But the major bulk is left. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1168506310246160084?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1168506310246160084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1168506310246160084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1168506310246160084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1168506310246160084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/work.html' title='WoRK!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-3077662159701807503</id><published>2007-03-12T02:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-12T03:33:46.572Z</updated><title type='text'>Gays are wrong.</title><content type='html'>I just saw a gay friend's profile on friendster. I find it disturbing. He was in my same poly-band back in poly days. Wells, I can feel that in the Singaporean society, gays are being accepted more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this is something people had always kept shuush about. Nobody really talks about it.&lt;br /&gt;Here's my standing on gays and lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing. We are humans, and humans are made by God. God made Adam and Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Adam and Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Eve and Evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made ADAM, and EVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. Even if you killed me a hundred times over, I am standing firm on God's plans for this world.  Ask me, and I can tell you why God is real. Everything in the bible came true yeap?&lt;br /&gt;My family is abundantly blessed by God yeap? Ask me and I'll tell you things you'll find hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made Adam and Eve. And HE was pleased with it.&lt;br /&gt;"God looked at everything He had made, and He was very pleased. - Genesis 1:31"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't believe in God, what about nature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature produced the male and the female.&lt;br /&gt;Why are people going against nature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can life go on if the whole world were made up of gays and lebians?&lt;br /&gt;If all animals were gays and lesbians, there will be no life left on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all say that they were born this way. (Gays and lesbians.)&lt;br /&gt;Studies have shown that childhood plays an important part in the child's sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;Born this way?&lt;br /&gt;Yea right. That means there is a Gay Gene. Try searching the internet. No study could ever prove that gays are born. There's no conclusive study that gays and born gay. NOPE. NOTHING!!! NONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you still be gay when you're 60?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've friends who are gay, and friends who are lesbians. I do not sever friendships because of their sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am born in a family where all my siblings are females. I grew up with 3 sisters. I stayed in a room full of barbie dolls and the like when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gay in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you haven't heard of Christian gays and lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say we have 3,000,000 Christians and 3,000,000 non-Christians. In which group will you have gays and lesbians?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be offended by Christianity; my message to gays and lesbians. Getting offended by something you don't understand is what you call, foolishness, and pure stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not born without a brain, nor you are born gay.&lt;br /&gt;Its what you let your surroundings and environment affect you that makes you what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some lines from some articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When "gay gene" researcher Dr. Dean Hamer was asked if homosexuality was rooted solely in biology, he replied:  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Absolutely not. From twin studies, we already know that half or more of the variability in sexual orientation is not inherited. Our studies try to pinpoint the genetic factors...&lt;em&gt;not negate the psychosocial factors."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;   --"New Evidence of a 'Gay Gene'," by Anastasia Toufexis, &lt;i&gt;Time,&lt;/i&gt;   November 13, 1995, vol. 146, Issue 20, p. 95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There is no support in the scientific research for the conclusion that homosexuality is biologically determined." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.borngayprocon.org/BiosInd/byrd.htm" target="_blank"&gt;A. Dean Byrd, Ph.D.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.borngayprocon.org/images/gstar.gif" align="middle" height="13" width="13" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.borngayprocon.org/images/gstar.gif" align="middle" height="13" width="13" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.borngayprocon.org/images/gstar.gif" align="middle" height="13" width="13" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.borngayprocon.org/images/gstar.gif" align="middle" height="13" width="13" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinical Professor of Medicine, University of Utah School of Medicine&lt;br /&gt;"The Innate-Immutable Argument Finds No Basis in Science," Salt Lake City Tribune&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2001&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans Serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Extremely shy and artistic young boys, for instance, who are not affirmed in their masculinity by a caring father, might be at risk for homosexuality. It's not because of a homosexual "gene," but because of an interrupted process of achieving secure gender identity. This can make some boys who crave male affirmation an easy mark for seduction into homosexuality. A similar pattern can be seen in girls who don't fit classic gender profiles, need feminine affirmation, and are targeted by lesbians who play upon the girls' emotional needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not born homophobic. You learnt it. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-3077662159701807503?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3077662159701807503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=3077662159701807503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3077662159701807503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/3077662159701807503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/gays-are-wrong.html' title='Gays are wrong.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-911626351640545215</id><published>2007-03-06T02:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-06T03:21:05.796Z</updated><title type='text'>God</title><content type='html'>I don't know what God has planned for me. But now, something great has happened beyond my own reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spoke to my sister, and she told me the happenings back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share my two testimonies with my friends today. Note that what I tell you now is nothing but the truth, the truth as said in compliance with God. This actually happened. It happened, ok? So don't ask me if all this is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago, I had a dream. It was so strange. I dreamt that I was back at home in SG. It wasn't a good dream, and I felt uncomfortable when i woke up. The stranger part was, I woke up twice. This means that I was dreaming in a dream. And in that dream's dream, I dreamt of my grandfather. It took place in the carpark, back at my home in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that something bad happened to my grandfather, he was telling me he was afraid of death. In the same dream, I dreamt of two cars. Two cars, two dreams? A means of confirming information? The car meant as a means to get somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, at about the same time, my granddad had a blood clot in his brain, and needed an operation. The stranger part, she told me my grandpa was very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream had come true. Every darn thing about it. It was like a message from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its a coincidence? The catch , i had never dreamt about my grandpa b4. That was the first time i could ever remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, this is no coincidence. God is at work here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happened to my grandmother. But it affected my dad that time. The night my grandmother died, my father was approached by the angels and told the truths. The angels told my dad that my grandma had gone back to the Father. The hospital called my dad the very night, 5 mins after he woke the whole family up while still in his dreams. Hospital said my grandma passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one might believe what I have just said. It seems like science fiction. Seems like a story. I do have difficulty even believing it myself. No. ALL THESE HAPPENDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only take it as a message to tell me of grandpa's plight.&lt;br /&gt;Is this telepathy? I would believe this is the work of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becuz my grandpa is recoving in a way that is not normal. He is able to walk now, apart from being told he would be half-paralysed.  It is something really not common for his condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event will last in my memories forever. The day my grandpa spoke to me in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second testimony is something more light hearted. I have word from my dad that the UK embassy in Singapore has lodged a complaint to my scholarship foundation provider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complaint was about why am I given a scholarship when my result in poly were quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;It is, actually, I scored a GPA of 1.9. Thats really crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its beyond a human's reasoning and basic common sense to give a scholarship to a person with such terrible scores. Not to mention, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm here, in the UK. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its beyond  a human' s reasoning and basic common sense that a perfectly healthy person who aces his physical fitness test be exempted from the army, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  I'm here, in the UK. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through these couple of years, I have gone through events of life beyond the human reasoning. I say my dad's visited by angels. I say the angels told me about my grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say it is thru God that i'm here doing my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put these events together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bluffing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bloody liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me what you want. But my trust and faith lies in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, if the world hates you, remember that it has hated Me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God exists. Period. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only saw this when i relooked at this post. Time stated below, 2:22.00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number two. Father and son, two. God and Jesus, two. Two cars, two dreams in one. the holy trinity(3). Three twos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being absurd now.. But all this is creeepin me out, ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-911626351640545215?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/911626351640545215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=911626351640545215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/911626351640545215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/911626351640545215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/god.html' title='God'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-5205870103083976299</id><published>2007-03-05T17:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-05T17:44:49.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Exam Results.</title><content type='html'>My exam results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Marketing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Project                 --------75%&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Exam                         ---------60%&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;Overall--------- 64%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statistical Methods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Exam 1--------                     100%&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Exam 2                       -------72%&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;Overall---------79%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Average: 71.5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, I need 70% to get First Class Honors for the degree. 71.5% is too risky. Need to score better!!!!! Thats it, gonna work harder yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do admit, everything was pretty last minute for Semester 1. So yea, I'm gonna start doing my stuff now, tonight. Projects, essays, and presentations, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere near my da-jie's results. Can't lose face to her. She got a First Class, I must get one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, its Spring! Winter's over. Wells, the flowers are blooming already. Pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;Here a pic of the university grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RexWhsJUsEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EpEowb4mCik/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RexWhsJUsEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EpEowb4mCik/s400/DSC00554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038497219906678850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5205870103083976299?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5205870103083976299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5205870103083976299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5205870103083976299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5205870103083976299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-exam-results-principles-of-marketing.html' title='Exam Results.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RexWhsJUsEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EpEowb4mCik/s72-c/DSC00554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-5703014352693142858</id><published>2007-03-04T03:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-04T04:29:01.368Z</updated><title type='text'>Trafford</title><content type='html'>Went to trafford centre. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was keung, his GF queena,  my sister Christy, Wu LaLa, and I.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Played in the arcade yeaps! Heyhey, ya know the catcher arm thingy? Where you fish out soft toys? Well, I caught a carebear on my second try. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wulala pestered me to catch one for her, so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two carebears and one moomoo cow. Didn't catch that cow for queena though. Keung caught it for her Hehe. I must say, I'm either really lucky, or am really talented at this arm catcher thingy. We had lunch at Nando's before that. Its a  famous restaurant well-known for its african chili taste. MAN! I wonder how much they spent at the arcade. I spent roughy 6 pounds in the arcade. Hmm. One interesting thing was, there was this fascinated middle-eastern girl who went like "WOW!!!" Hm. I'd faint if she asked me to catch one for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepD9hwat4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/5hi0Bjyc5JE/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepD9hwat4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/5hi0Bjyc5JE/s400/DSC00551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037913857479849858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ASDA for some groceries after, then booked a table at the korean restaurant for dinner. Man. The tea was soooo good. It was the traditional korean tea, aromatic, tasteful and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepHAxwat5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4JoF9GFdoBo/s1600-h/07-03-03_21-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepHAxwat5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4JoF9GFdoBo/s400/07-03-03_21-39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037917211849308050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps! Thats us at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the Korean beef bowl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepKyhwat7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/y-LFeWI9UpA/s1600-h/korean+foood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepKyhwat7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/y-LFeWI9UpA/s400/korean+foood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037921365082683314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Seoul Garden. Korean BBQ Buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o ---&gt; Salivating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5703014352693142858?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5703014352693142858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5703014352693142858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5703014352693142858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5703014352693142858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/trafford.html' title='Trafford'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepD9hwat4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/5hi0Bjyc5JE/s72-c/DSC00551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-1121761065816075052</id><published>2007-03-04T03:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-03-04T04:19:41.329Z</updated><title type='text'>Lunar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a lunar eclipse today. HEHE. Its the first time I had ever seen a red moon. Yeaps. You heard me right, a red moon. This doesn't happen once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's an chart on lunar eclipses. Jargany. Umbral blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The &lt;b&gt;Umbral Magnitude&lt;/b&gt; is the fraction on the Moon's diameter immersed in the umbra at maximum eclipse. For values greater than 1.0, it is a total eclipse. For negative values, it is a penumbral eclipse. The &lt;b&gt;Total Duration&lt;/b&gt; is the duration of the total phase (total eclipses only)." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;table border="2" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="1"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th colspan="5"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Lunar Eclipses: 2000 - 2010 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;Type &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Umbral&lt;br /&gt;Magnitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total&lt;br /&gt;Duration &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Geographic Region of&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse Visibility &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot1951/LE2000Jan21T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2000 Jan 21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.330 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 78m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2000.html#LE2000Jan21T" target="NASA"&gt; Pacific, Americas, Europe, Africa &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot1951/LE2000Jul16T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2000 Jul 16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.773 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 108m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2000.html#LE2000Jul16T" target="NASA"&gt; Asia, Pacific, w Americas &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2001Jan09T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2001 Jan 09 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.195 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 01h02m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2001.html#LE2001Jan09T" target="NASA"&gt;e Americas, Europe, Africa, Asia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2001Jul05P.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2001 Jul 05 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 0.499 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2001.html#LE2001Jul05P" target="NASA"&gt;e Africa, Asia, Aus., Pacific &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2001Dec30N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2001 Dec 30 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.110 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2001.html#LE2001Dec30N" target="NASA"&gt;e Asia, Aus., Pacific, Americas &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2002May26N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2002 May 26 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.283 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2002.html#LE2002May26N" target="NASA"&gt; e Asia, Aus., Pacific, w Americas &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2002Jun24N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2002 Jun 24 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.788 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2002.html#LE2002Jun24N" target="NASA"&gt; S. America, Europe, Africa, c Asia, Aus. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2002Nov20N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2002 Nov 20 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.222 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2002.html#LE2002Nov20N" target="NASA"&gt; Americas, Europe, Africa, e Asia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2003May16T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2003 May 16 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.134 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 00h53m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2003.html#LE2003May16T" target="NASA"&gt;c Pacific, Americas, Europe, Africa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2003Nov09T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2003 Nov 09 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.022 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 00h24m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2003.html#LE2003Nov09T" target="NASA"&gt;Americas, Europe, Africa, c Asia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2004May04T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2004 May 04 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.309 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 01h16m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2004.html#LE2004May04T" target="NASA"&gt;S. America, Europe, Africa, Asia, Aus. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2004Oct28T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2004 Oct 28 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.313 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 01h21m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2004.html#LE2004Oct28T" target="NASA"&gt;Americas, Europe, Africa, c Asia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2005Apr24N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2005 Apr 24 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.139 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2005.html#LE2005Apr24N" target="NASA"&gt;e Asia, Aus., Pacific, Americas &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2005Oct17P.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2005 Oct 17 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 0.068 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/OH2005.html#LE2005Oct17P" target="NASA"&gt;Asia, Aus., Pacific, North America &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2006Mar14N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2006 Mar 14 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.055 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Americas, Europe, Africa, Asia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2006Sep07P.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2006 Sep 07 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 0.189 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Europe, Africa, Asia, Aus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2007Mar03T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2007 Mar 03&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1.238&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; 01h14m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Americas, Europe, Africa, Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2007Aug28T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2007 Aug 28 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.481 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 01h31m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e Asia, Aus., Pacific, Americas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2008Feb21T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2008 Feb 21 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.111 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 00h51m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c Pacific, Americas, Europe, Africa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2008Aug16P.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2008 Aug 16 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 0.813 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;S. America, Europe, Africa, Asia, Aus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2009Feb09N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2009 Feb 09 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.083 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e Europe, Asia, Aus., Pacific, w N.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2009Jul07N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2009 Jul 07 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.909 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Aus., Pacific, Americas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2009Aug06N.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2009 Aug 06 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumbral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-0.661 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Americas, Europe, Africa, w Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2009Dec31P.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2009 Dec 31 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 0.082 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Europe, Africa, Asia, Aus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2010Jun26P.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2010 Jun 26 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 0.542 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e Asia, Aus., Pacific, w Americas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/LEplot/LEplot2001/LE2010Dec21T.GIF" target="NASA"&gt; 2010 Dec 21 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1.262 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 01h13m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e Asia, Aus., Pacific, Americas, Europe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Geographic abreviations (used above): n = north, s = south, e = east, w = west, c = central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I found a picture of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepIdRwat6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/1m1jr8rbYgQ/s1600-h/Total_Lunar_Eclipse_NexStar_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepIdRwat6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/1m1jr8rbYgQ/s400/Total_Lunar_Eclipse_NexStar_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037918800987207586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1121761065816075052?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1121761065816075052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1121761065816075052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1121761065816075052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1121761065816075052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/lunar.html' title='Lunar'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RepIdRwat6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/1m1jr8rbYgQ/s72-c/Total_Lunar_Eclipse_NexStar_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-6019775802223978951</id><published>2007-03-03T02:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T02:36:29.236Z</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejfCxwat3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/JLyS71IkPO0/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejfCxwat3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/JLyS71IkPO0/s400/DSC00515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037521422023047026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White, icy cold frost in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejepRwat2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Kb7YU998kJ0/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejepRwat2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Kb7YU998kJ0/s400/DSC00537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037520983936382818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The string of Red Fire Crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rejedhwat1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/aa08sH2E7AA/s1600-h/DSC00539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rejedhwat1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/aa08sH2E7AA/s400/DSC00539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037520782072919890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lion Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejeBxwat0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/g-40vW1AhXw/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejeBxwat0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/g-40vW1AhXw/s400/DSC00546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037520305331550018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rejd0hwatzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PN1ScOcKyKE/s1600-h/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rejd0hwatzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PN1ScOcKyKE/s400/DSC00540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037520077698283314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year in Manchester's ChinaTown, City Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejdCxwatyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/29jq6n1O-aQ/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejdCxwatyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/29jq6n1O-aQ/s400/DSC00545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037519222999791394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was telling minn what huge, monster nails I have. There you go. 1.5cm x 2 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejceRwatwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZvhV7IKqPjM/s1600-h/DSC00547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejceRwatwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZvhV7IKqPjM/s400/DSC00547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037518595934566146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIZZA FEST! Thats Ian's head. If you're wondering.. Yes, he's a white brit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-6019775802223978951?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6019775802223978951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=6019775802223978951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6019775802223978951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6019775802223978951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejfCxwat3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/JLyS71IkPO0/s72-c/DSC00515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-1874690795070123422</id><published>2007-03-03T02:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T02:23:19.694Z</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES AT LAST!</title><content type='html'>Haven't updated since St.Valentines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Anyways, i haven't pur up pictures of my hair. Yea. Everyone's been buggin me to cut it.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i went to get a haircut. The average price for one is 20 pounds. Yeaps. Thats how much i paid. That would be equivalent to S$60 i guess. Cut it about more than a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, here's my updated pic. Took it two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejaSxwatvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/La3gDTyZAl8/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejaSxwatvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/La3gDTyZAl8/s400/DSC00550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037516199342814962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I played soccer today. Heheh. The pitch was made up of fake grass. Many rubber bits on it. Wells, it was the first time I played on a rubber soccer field. Its was more the size of a street soccer court yeaps. I strained my right thigh while playing today. It was cold, and I hadn't warmed up. Wells, silly me saw the ball and there i went, kicking it with full force. It ain't SG. Your muscles need to warm up first, here in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam results are out. But i haven't received it yet. I missed the lecture on last wednesday. So i didn't collect it on wednesday. Went on thurs, but they said they sent it to my accomodation already. MAN! BLOODY HELL! It takes them ages to send anything. They should have left it there in the office.  I hope I do score well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 dissertations and 1 project to do, and two presentation to prepare. Busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened in the last few weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual. Played badminton, went for band, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-1874690795070123422?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1874690795070123422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=1874690795070123422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1874690795070123422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/1874690795070123422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates-at-last.html' title='UPDATES AT LAST!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RejaSxwatvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/La3gDTyZAl8/s72-c/DSC00550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-5182921291505396735</id><published>2007-02-11T17:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T17:30:30.451Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is coming. Not gonna make cookies this year.&lt;br /&gt;COOKIES?! Yea. I make cookies for valentines. Its the only time where I can get my hands on to making pastry. Not that I like it. Its just interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more soon. CLeaning up my room now. Its in a dire state.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5182921291505396735?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5182921291505396735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5182921291505396735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5182921291505396735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5182921291505396735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-is-patient-love-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-5954961397648289533</id><published>2007-02-08T10:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:27:34.198Z</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!</title><content type='html'>Its supposed to snow today. Today's a good day! YEAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my sister gave birth to my niece! Hehe. Cute little thing. I'm a direct uncle of 2 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is being painted by my dad today too! Hehe. They're adding a new air-con to my room to make it cooler. How thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think it would be quite necessary cuz the weather here in Manchester is so darn cold now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna snow from today till saturday. Hopefully. The weather report ain't very accurate sometimes. Whaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sel's flying off to perth today. Man. The last time I saw her was like 2 years ago? How time flies. Still the sweet bible-presby gal impression of her in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many wonderful things happening today. Woke up to a wonderday day. Its morning now. Gonna prepare to go for class soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunchy Nut Cereal. Here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5954961397648289533?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5954961397648289533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5954961397648289533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5954961397648289533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5954961397648289533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow.html' title='SNOW!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-817247290059739591</id><published>2007-02-06T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:24:14.396Z</updated><title type='text'>Blessings.</title><content type='html'>I was just thinking about Xianliang. He passed away and went to His Kingdom of Heaven a little more than 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i received the call from Xiangping, one of my church people, was the day I remember so clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, if you knew that your best buddy, your childhood friend; the person whom you shared memories with since the dawn of memories, fell with a brain tumor? It wasn't benign. It was maglinant. In layman terms, cancerous and spreading. That night, pastor Xiangping called to tell me of the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never told anyone, but I cried that night. I never show my tears. Not to anyone. I was totally broken, but hope remained. He is a Christian after all. Grew up in church, wrecked all sorts of havoc. He would get into fights with Nick Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are nothing but memories now. Well, Xianliang has gone ahead, and Nick Tan has become a social delinquent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those, childish, innocent times.&lt;br /&gt;The days where we played without a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days where going out to play was much better than playing computer games at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days where I would always fall for the lame tricks those guys pulled on me.&lt;br /&gt;Those days where we would get punished and sent outta Sunday School class, only to our delight. Made markings on a 10 kg stone cube to play dice with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are all those people i grew up with? OUtta some many, only timothy, JJ and I are left in our little boy gang. Nick Tan, Yew Teng, Xianliang. One's in heaven. Two have strayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is life all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about appreciating what you have and what you don't.&lt;br /&gt;The only day i showed my tears to anyone else was the day Xianliang left. I couldn't take it, the fact that I'll never hear him speak, never fall for his lame pranks, never go rockclimbing with that dude, never get pinched till bruises come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that day my best friend, the friend I grew up with went on ahead. I was only 18 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovial smiles, buzz cut hair, cheeky expressions and violent but caring nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life?&lt;br /&gt;Life is something we don't remember to appreciate. Only when death comes, we appreciate the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about people who die of hunger? People who are born with disabilities? I cringe when people tell me how crap their life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are born normal. You are born without disabilities. Ain't that the best blessing ya got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're blessed you're not born just to die of hunger.&lt;br /&gt;You're blessed you're not born to die without a roof over your head.&lt;br /&gt;You're blessed to have been born without a disability.&lt;br /&gt;You're blessed to have been born without fearing for survival.&lt;br /&gt;You're blessed to have a family.&lt;br /&gt;You're blessed, because you are living now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings, for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;I cringe and feel dissapointment when people go on about their crappy lives.&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be born in a third-world country with nothing to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put yourself in a shoes of an 18 year old who's gotten brain cancer. A person who is just starting out to plan his life. Put yourself in the shoes of my dearest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about life? Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i've always said. "The Unexamined Life is Not Worth Living."&lt;br /&gt;Its overused. But it makes heck a lotta philosophical sense. Don't get me wrong. Philosophy aint something for snobs. Its just plainly a pursuit of truth and the greater good. Familiar? Yeap, it totally walks in line with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Aaron, Uncle JinHua and Cousin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-817247290059739591?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/817247290059739591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=817247290059739591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/817247290059739591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/817247290059739591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/02/blessings.html' title='Blessings.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-2785971981532886430</id><published>2007-02-03T15:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:53:27.105Z</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy.</title><content type='html'>Gloomy fog. Its gonna snow heavy next week. Temperature: Decreasing. Expected temp: -4 to 3 deg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RcSvRVHWcxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kVUsUrIXF_0/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RcSvRVHWcxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kVUsUrIXF_0/s400/DSC00513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027335796312929042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RcSvpVHWcyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dq3eKqvHAiI/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RcSvpVHWcyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dq3eKqvHAiI/s400/DSC00511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027336208629789474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2785971981532886430?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2785971981532886430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2785971981532886430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2785971981532886430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2785971981532886430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/02/gloomy.html' title='Gloomy.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RcSvRVHWcxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kVUsUrIXF_0/s72-c/DSC00513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-2741505809123316537</id><published>2007-02-03T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T11:02:15.794Z</updated><title type='text'>Crappy</title><content type='html'>Whats with the world nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my best buddy passed away before I could see him for the last time. That was two years ago. Then my uncle passed away a couple of months ago. Then aaron passed away two weeks ago. And now, my cousin just had an accident and passed away a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Death? What is it like to die? Why are there so many deaths around? Is this a sign that time is running out? For this world? Outta those 4, only 1 of them is a Christian. Thats my best buddy, Xianliang. I still do miss him. We did stupid but fun things back then. Wreacked havoc together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard the news from my sister. Read her blog, and came to shock that my cousin passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile. Life is precious. So many people didn't have to die. So many people wanted to live on. They didn't have a chance. But we do. So treasure our lives, and live it out to the fullest extent. I still keep that overused quote of mine. "The Unexamined Life is not worth Living. -Socrates" Their memories live on in our memories. Though as my sister said, we weren't close to that cousin of mine, it still comes to a state of regret that I did nothing to save his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can ask is that God bless his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who think that living isn't worth it anyone. This is what i tell you. Wake up your damn idea. There are people who want to live but can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To X: You're always saying how bad your life is, you have no friends. etc. etc. So what if people think you're weird. So what if people don't like to hang out with you. People put problems as the major things they see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not look at blessings as the major things we see instead? Blessings stay on in our hearts. Problems can be solved. They aren't permernant. Even a crippled dude can go mountain climbing. To others his disability is a permernant problem. To him, its just a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about Doctor William Tan. My mum knew him from my church. He has polio. But he's a doctor. He travelled across Antartica. He made world records. Temasek Poly even supported his ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2741505809123316537?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2741505809123316537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2741505809123316537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2741505809123316537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2741505809123316537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/02/crappy.html' title='Crappy'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-217159876317625522</id><published>2007-01-27T19:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:05:48.031Z</updated><title type='text'>PICS</title><content type='html'>Pictures of my sis's bdae celebration. STEAMBOAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rbur8SkIMOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LJMOxNMv1xE/s1600-h/IMGP6681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rbur8SkIMOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LJMOxNMv1xE/s320/IMGP6681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024798861525790946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Keung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rbur2CkIMNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Bew7E60iVTI/s1600-h/IMGP6677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rbur2CkIMNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Bew7E60iVTI/s320/IMGP6677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024798754151608530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left : Wu LaLa          Right : Christy Chia the bdae gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RburxSkIMMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/zoUMLTtHjBc/s1600-h/IMGP6670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RburxSkIMMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/zoUMLTtHjBc/s320/IMGP6670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024798672547229890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hong Kong pple. A china gal on the far right. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RbursikIMLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pNZ_7eD_BcI/s1600-h/IMGP6663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RbursikIMLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pNZ_7eD_BcI/s320/IMGP6663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024798590942851250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-217159876317625522?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/217159876317625522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=217159876317625522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/217159876317625522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/217159876317625522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/pics.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Rbur8SkIMOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LJMOxNMv1xE/s72-c/IMGP6681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-8991935013988289604</id><published>2007-01-27T19:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:39:27.862Z</updated><title type='text'>COOL!</title><content type='html'>Thing that happened the past week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Celebrated my sis and wu lala's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;2) Got a tele as a surprise bdae present.&lt;br /&gt;3) Fixed my saxophone that had been faulty for a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;4) Toasted my lips with saxophone practice due to the above statement.&lt;br /&gt;5) Hehe. Yeaps I'm so glad I got my saxophone fixed. WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;6) Sel's going aus for studies. Congrats! God Bless man!&lt;br /&gt;7) My badminton racket's strings broke.&lt;br /&gt;8) Finally got my sis to go to church with me this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;9) Bought another new jacket, from trafford. (mum don't kill me pls.)&lt;br /&gt;10) I don't have a receivers for the tele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so many things happened. I learnt that Aaron was suffering from depression. Thats why he commited suicide. Rest in peace, dude. I'm sure God sees your suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm getting over the fact that Aaron's no longer here. Life goes on. Memories stay. That is whats thats most important. I gave a speech during the funeral and relayed my thoughts. I do hope everyone else feels the same as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, two birthday celebrations and one funeral in a short span of 3 days. How can things become more absurd. Man. Talk about weird timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, mum, if you're wondering why the heck did I buy a 3rd jacket, it was totally unresistable. Price was slashed from S$270 to S$84. It's a Levi's Engineered Jacket. Its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm. How many jackets do i have then? Let me see.... I think i have 7 coats/jackets. And two sweaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topman x1&lt;br /&gt;Levi's x1&lt;br /&gt;Leather Ashcroft ASOS x1&lt;br /&gt;Fur Lined Biker ASOS x1&lt;br /&gt;Esprit x1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And add two more lousy winter coats.&lt;br /&gt;Mother, 7 is a nice number yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to find a scottish drum for Mr Png's band.&lt;br /&gt;Well, snare drums are what they use in scottish bands, but Mr. Png wants war drums.&lt;br /&gt;Mm. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Sel's going to aus for further studies. That artsy fartsy got 2 years off a 3 year degree. Man! Straight into 3rd year. Very blessed. I only got 1 year off mine. She was saying to continue studying after that. You go, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna continue studying after this degree of mine too. That means I'll have to get a First Class for this degree to be eligible for another scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissing my neighbours off. Practiced my sax in the halls for 3 hours today. Breaks in between. Jammed on the sax with songs in my iTunes. I suck at improvisation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-8991935013988289604?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8991935013988289604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=8991935013988289604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8991935013988289604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8991935013988289604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/cool.html' title='COOL!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-2426530468154923691</id><published>2007-01-18T23:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:31:21.696Z</updated><title type='text'>Remembrance.</title><content type='html'>This post is in honor of Aaron, my dear friend. I don't even know when he departed. Don't even know the reason. I don't even know what to expect. I feel confused. Where are the answers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went missing for a month. No word from him. He was supposed to organise the Christmas Bacholor's Party. He was supposed to invite me. It seems so sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know, they found his body in Salford Quays. WHY!? Why does this shit have to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the only other Singaporean I know in this foreign land. I saw him vacuum his room. I played Need for Speed with him. And now's he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it was suicide. I don't know. It can't be. It surely cannot be. It must be foul play. I'm sure of it. He wouldn't leave us without telling anything. He was too jovial. He was too kind.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know the truth, of what really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't the first time I lost a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that day clearly too. Xianliang. I reached the hospital 15 mins late. I didn't even get to say goodbye to him. Then was gone, my childhood friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its Aaron. What about his soul? What about his parents? He ain't a Christian yet. I did nothing. I didn't tell him about the gospel. I feel guilty. I don't what to say when i face him on judgement's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless him. I know He does. He blesses all good people. I know that He will save aaron's soul. I just can't accept the fact now. I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembrance. I will not forget you, my friend. I consider you to be true friend of mine. Remembrance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-2426530468154923691?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2426530468154923691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=2426530468154923691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2426530468154923691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/2426530468154923691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/remembrance.html' title='Remembrance.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-277115402186682213</id><published>2007-01-18T09:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:48:47.983Z</updated><title type='text'>Coats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra88XFr9JLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xXJNQwb2RS0/s1600-h/image3xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra88XFr9JLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xXJNQwb2RS0/s320/image3xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021298476902589618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHoh HOO! My new coats are here. Heh heh. At last. This leather one costs 90 pounds, which is equilvalent to S$270. But i got it at a clearance price. 30 pounds! Thats only S$90. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fitted zip detail harrington leather jacket. My very first leather jacket heh.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra872Vr9JKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/LtON_9pzjGY/s1600-h/image2xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra872Vr9JKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/LtON_9pzjGY/s320/image2xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021297914261873826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM..&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;&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra88tlr9JMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/p3XuzLcYql8/s1600-h/image1xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra88tlr9JMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/p3XuzLcYql8/s320/image1xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021298863449646274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the my other coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asymmetric Fur Lined Biker Coat&lt;br /&gt;MMMmm..&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra89FVr9JNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nJhhjOnhONA/s1600-h/image4xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra89FVr9JNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nJhhjOnhONA/s320/image4xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021299271471539410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different styles with this one. Cost me 22 pounds. Thats around S$66. Usual price was 45 pounds. S$135.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra89lVr9JOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0xxap8Nvpms/s1600-h/DSC00484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra89lVr9JOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0xxap8Nvpms/s320/DSC00484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021299821227353314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There they are, hanging in my room.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats it for treating myself. Its been really boring here lately. Zzz. Just changed the grip on my badminton racket. It looks funny now. Cuz the grip is black and yellow in color. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra9CZlr9JPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XIRx568T7B4/s1600-h/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra9CZlr9JPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XIRx568T7B4/s320/DSC00485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021305116922029298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go skating, wanna jam on the sax with gareth, with his guitar/drums/piano. Wanna drive everywhere and eat stuff in Singapore. Those were the things I frequently did... SIgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-277115402186682213?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/277115402186682213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=277115402186682213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/277115402186682213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/277115402186682213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/coats.html' title='Coats'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/Ra88XFr9JLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xXJNQwb2RS0/s72-c/image3xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-747199066015651044</id><published>2007-01-14T05:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-14T05:46:12.146Z</updated><title type='text'>Muahaha</title><content type='html'>Heh heh. Jus read my sister's blog. She wants to open a business. WHAHAHHHAHAHAAHA. Well in fact, i want to, too. Wanna make it big on my own, become someone who can be a Christian role model. Then, I'll be able to give my family a really good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contribute to church, expand it, that there will be more chances for people. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen my god-mother make it big. As my sister said, she used to own a shop in queenstown selling clothes, then jewellery. My dad opened a shop there too. Well, now my god-mum is the CEO of SK jewellery. I'm her only God-son, but she's as cheap as can be. My dad's shop closed down. WAHAHA. He was just too kind, as my sister said. Can't live in the business world if you're too kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God-mum - CEO of SK Jewellery. &lt;--- PROness man. I wonder how she did it.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Friends - CEO&lt;br /&gt;Mum's Friends - CEO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my sax from my friend's dad. Owner of Accent Music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seem to know people from high places. But I wonder what real opportunities I might get? Pull string go work in SK Jewellery? Zzz. I wonder what kinda post I'd get. &lt;br /&gt;Hm. That stingy miser. Hm, maybe she'll give me a nice fat pay. Well see about that in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my singaporean friend, aaron, here in the UK went missing. Its already been 2-3 weeks and still no sign of him. Police report has been made. His wallet still in his room. Man. God bless him. I do pray he returns to us. Its the 2nd case of a missing person already. Both from our uni. Both living in John Lester Courts. Both Chinese. I guess i have to be much more careful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-747199066015651044?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/747199066015651044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=747199066015651044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/747199066015651044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/747199066015651044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/muahaha.html' title='Muahaha'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-7373300423177822316</id><published>2007-01-14T04:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-14T04:22:12.231Z</updated><title type='text'>Band</title><content type='html'>Hehe. I found an upload on youtube. Uploaded by rasull. Hehe. He's my bandmate in SWS. He's the conductor that conducted this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring SWS Youth band. They're made up of mostly students aged 15 -24.  I'm from main band but I still love the youth band anyways. Hehe. They're fun pple. I started out on the youth band btw. Anyways, thats me playing the solo. Video not clear though, but should be able to see me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Incredibles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6nmb4N8x8I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6nmb4N8x8I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-7373300423177822316?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7373300423177822316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=7373300423177822316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/7373300423177822316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/7373300423177822316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/band.html' title='Band'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-9188081667181007456</id><published>2007-01-10T21:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:07:26.510Z</updated><title type='text'>BIrthday.</title><content type='html'>YO DUDES! Yeap. Its the 10th today. Hehe. I had a nice birthday yesterday, though, despite the exams. I thought I would spend it just studying for my exams and that would be totally weak. Hehe, but what do you know! Eve was such a sweetie to get me cake all the way from Chinatown, all the way at city centre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I was snoozing back in my own room when they came in barging with a cake. Hehe. COOL. Totally unprepared, still groggy from my sleep. Hmm. It was 10 pm i guess. Was taking a nap before i started mugging for my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis, Ka Po, Yuehan, Keung, tsim, eve, and her cousin harriet celebrated with me. Really appreaciated this people!! Its exams tomorrow and you guys still bothered! I'm really grateful for frens like ya. Hehe. If only you peeps were not from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China, BBC, Hong Kong.. Singapore. Hmm. So many different chinese in one flat. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my Statistical Methods Exam today went quite well. For part 1 exam in Nov, I got full marks , so that gave me 25% full already. Adding the least possible score i could obtain, 40/75, which is totally not hoped for, just in the worst case scenario, I'll score a second upper grade for this. 65%, is 3.5% lack of First Class Honors Percentage. Hopefully i can live up to my sister's expectations to reach at least 80% to match up to my other sisters high score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. They're all crazy studying machines. Man.. I SHould have started studying sooner. COuldn't get everything in my head i guess. Possibly only 80% of the module I revised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm officially 21! Heh heh. If I work hard, I'll get my First Class Honors in 2008! Thats before the time where most of my poly frens in army come out. COOL! I realised saving 2 years is really a lot of time. Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to treat them a little something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry Jes, I promised I would be online tonight, but I was too "zoned" from "study "marathon to keep my eyes open. Yeap, I went to baldy-slumber-land. My bad. See ya online soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-9188081667181007456?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/9188081667181007456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=9188081667181007456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/9188081667181007456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/9188081667181007456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/birthday.html' title='BIrthday.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-5119921710341574686</id><published>2007-01-05T01:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-05T02:15:49.544Z</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Exams are coming near. My 21st birthday is coming even nearer. Its one day before the start of my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next wednesday, Statistical Methods. The monday after the next, Principles of Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th Jan!!! Sweet 21. Oh well, I would have rather held a chalet and party back in Singapore, party till we drop but oh well, since I'm here, it won't be happpening.  Will probably be having a dinner at a restaurant though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, my band mates planned my birthday and we celebrated in the bandroom. Had my face smashed with cake over and over, throwned into the pond full of koi fish and had my belongings thrown in the girls toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my 20th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i were in Singapore now. Miss my dudes and dudettes. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday wish.. I want my own car.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it is sweet 21!&lt;br /&gt;A car would be just right. (At this time, someone would say buying me a toy car. &lt;---  Hey,its an overused and lame statement. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying again at the library tomorrow again perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;If i can't get a car, I would like to own my own soprano saxophone. I do have an alto, but I need a soprano just for the higher ranged pieces that i do want to play. A yanagisawa 993 would be nice, but a 991 would be cheaper..  I do plan to get one of those, its just a matter of time. Same with the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!! As for my birthday wish, I wish that people I love will stay happy, and people I hurt will be happy again. Wishing for my parents to have good health, and live the rest of their lives not toiling for their children, but happily as grandparents living each blessed day with contentment in their walk of Christian life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord, for blessing my family even though we fall short of your expectations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-5119921710341574686?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5119921710341574686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=5119921710341574686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5119921710341574686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/5119921710341574686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2007/01/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-8410870163122116053</id><published>2006-12-31T14:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-31T15:30:21.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the new year for singaporeans in one hour. Its 3pm here now. +8gmt, its 11pm in singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm feeling cheery now yup! Hehe. Its been a great year, achieved some things and made some nice progress this year with me life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets list them down in sequence of importance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Got my own Selmer Paris Ref 54 alto&lt;br /&gt;2) Got my diploma. (yeap, its not as important as my sax)&lt;br /&gt;3) Got all my applications for overseas study approved.&lt;br /&gt;4) Got a scholarship to fully fund my overseas studies. Thanks to me dad.&lt;br /&gt;5) Graduated from TPband with two exco member posts.&lt;br /&gt;6) Organised a full length concert.&lt;br /&gt;7) Passed driving in one attempt, early this year, in JAN! Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;8) Went back into neato form for physical fitness. (army doesn't want me though i got 28/30)&lt;br /&gt;9) Got into Singapore Winds Main band. (attendance in main band bad though)&lt;br /&gt;10) Became the official treasurer and commitee for Singapore Winds. No longer though, I'm in UK now.&lt;br /&gt;11) Passed my Grade 5 ABRSM  saxophone exam with merit. Missed distinction cuz of me scales. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;12) I did put on weight. HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;13) Learnt skiing.&lt;br /&gt;14) Aced my test papers so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I wonder why results ain't my favourite achievements. CUZ I WANNA DO MUSIC, and VETERIANARIAN SCIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nobody's gonna fund those i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. There are many other minor things but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the new day for more things to achieve, yeap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to achieve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Practice to prepare technicalities and scales for more saxophone exams.&lt;br /&gt;2) Obtain upper 25% or better for my degree.&lt;br /&gt;3) Get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can ignore number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe! Its almost New Year for Singapore. Anyways, Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-8410870163122116053?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8410870163122116053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=8410870163122116053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8410870163122116053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/8410870163122116053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-7890029453405373989</id><published>2006-12-28T17:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-28T17:18:12.411Z</updated><title type='text'>Trips.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I have messy hair, and a face full of pimples. But i'm gonna show ya pictures of the trips anyways. This ain't my album. Its my sis. Can't be bothered to put up all of the pics. Anyways, here are the links. It'll have all the picture i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scotland Trip Picture Album.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=roxyrette&amp;P=guest&amp;amp;AID=4183999&amp;Show=Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The London Trip Picture Album.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=roxyrette&amp;amp;P=guest&amp;AID=4181068&amp;amp;Show=Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to me sis, Christy. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-7890029453405373989?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7890029453405373989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=7890029453405373989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/7890029453405373989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/7890029453405373989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/12/trips.html' title='Trips.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-4033982433805961399</id><published>2006-12-28T02:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-28T03:04:24.233Z</updated><title type='text'>Xmas.</title><content type='html'>Hey dudes and dudettes, I'll be posting pictures of the scotland trip very soon. Gonna get them from my sis tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Well, its about 200 pictures that she compiled, oh heck. Not gonna put them all here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna put some here; the featured ones i guess, and the rest in my photo album. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WARNING: THIS POST IS NOT FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE NARROW-MINDED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that aside, Xmas has been ok for me I guess. Missing the usual poolside bbq party organised by me dad annually. I miss the presents I got for Xmas. Oh well. The reason for Xmas is Jesus, presents are just a custom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why many people of different religions celebrate Xmas. I don't see everyone celebrating Deepavali yur? Not to be racist. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a Christian celebration. The societies of this world has been blinded it seems. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Sometimes, my headstrong Christian beliefs cause some trifles with people. Hm, if I can't even stand up for what is real to me, how can I face God when we face judgement? Am i gonna tell Him "Sorry, I didn't stand up for you cuz I wanted to please people.." Nope. Not gonna do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably told many people the miracles He has done for me. Miracles beyond logical reasoning. The night my family was visited by angels(ask me what happened if ya want), the funding of my family's education(S$250,000 of free uni education), the exemption to fight for a non-christian country(I dun have to go to army even though I gotta Gold for Napfa Test... MUAHHAHA), etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought God was real when I was little. I always questioned His existence.&lt;br /&gt;But now, beyond a doubt, after the things I realised He did for my family, I know He is very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend in a church called the True Jesus Church. They proclaim that only people from their church go to heaven. Blinded. They say I am blinded. What of the part of the bible that says not to judge your fellow brother? They then say I am not their brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how true this  True Jesus Church is. Well, lets not judge. Leave that to God i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts between Christians. I wonder what is the definition of Christians then? Protestants and Catholics. Whats the major diff? We all believe in the same God. True Jesus Church or whatever. We're still believing in the same God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just pure stupid that there are conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all argue which path leads to everlasting life and which leads to eternal damnation at the depths of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone goes either of the two ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own words, the path to salvation is the simplest. Love God with all your heart. Loving him makes the life worth living. As socrates, the philosopher said, "The Unexamined Life is Not Worth Living."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the babble about which denomination receives salvation is unnecessary, if ya ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of my self-rightous talk. I might sound very much of that to you, but I do stand up for my Creator. Sorry if I did touch a raw nerve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is VERY REAL. I had been in the shoes of uncertainty, doubt and skeptism before.&lt;br /&gt;I know how creepy things can be. Things turns out to be blessings. Not that creepy i suppose. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to those in True Jesus Church. Your church was founded in the 1900s. So that means everyone living from AD 100 - 1900 was damnned to Hell in your context. Thats an awful lot of people. Hm. The God that I know doesn't take 1900 years to start saving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking in tongues? Do it in your own home. Don't scare away new people in church. Thats not what God would want us to do. Instead, prophesize.&lt;br /&gt;It kinda amazes me how people discern the fact that every "Christian" should be able to talk in tongues. I'd rather prophesize and save more people that way, passing on the Gospel, than to babble in a strange tongue just for my own benefit. It kinda amazes me that people are talking in tongues, more than any other gift, when the bible states that there are many other gifts. Why is this the only one that surfaces in this society? Easy. Lack of discernment and fear of unaccpentence. Putting your own welfare first to obtain acceptance and standing ain't what I would discern to be a role model for a Chistian. So fakers who don't know that they are fakers, I pray that you receive discernment. That would be the most impt gift ya need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society and its obligation to influence. Group talk and influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless. Amen. And again, sorry if i had offended anyone. I did warn ya. Heh heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“[Of David.] Praise the LORD, O my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits-”- &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?version=31&amp;amp;search=Psalm%20103:1-2" title="Psalm 103:1-2"&gt;Psalm 103:1-2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-4033982433805961399?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4033982433805961399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=4033982433805961399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4033982433805961399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4033982433805961399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas.html' title='Xmas.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-6677482420590535517</id><published>2006-12-11T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:07:00.000Z</updated><title type='text'>Manchester United</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1Og7N-TJI/AAAAAAAAABs/RYwwcfvpG-4/s1600-h/manUtdfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1Og7N-TJI/AAAAAAAAABs/RYwwcfvpG-4/s320/manUtdfront.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007244688264940690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Monday. There ain't Monday blues cuz they ain't classes on Monday. HEh. Um, well, the term's over already. Winter Holidays are starting. The past week has been real cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did say in my last blog that I would be going to watch Manchester United at their homeground yur? Man.. So many people!!&lt;br /&gt;It was last Wednesday. Yeaps. A few of my Chinese friends and I bought some tickets around a month before the game. Yea. Costs 38quid. Thats around like 110 bucks? Yea. Its expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the stadium was full of people. There ain't a seat that was empty. THe match? Man Utd Vs. Benfica. WAY COOL. Its the UEFA Champoinships. Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1O8bN-TKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CmeqaGmLcc8/s1600-h/manUtdstadium1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1O8bN-TKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CmeqaGmLcc8/s320/manUtdstadium1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007245160711343266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is inside the stadium. I'm sitting relatively near to the pitch. Very good view of the game yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there ain't much people there yet. The footballers are warming up. On the side nearer to us is the Benfica side, on the other end is Manchester United.&lt;br /&gt;Old trafford Stadium really is amazing... Tsukoi~!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1PtbN-TLI/AAAAAAAAACE/V4AceJ0uATM/s1600-h/manutdgrandstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1PtbN-TLI/AAAAAAAAACE/V4AceJ0uATM/s320/manutdgrandstand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007246002524933298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the how the grandstand looks like.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1Qs7N-TMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/z86MjFT2DqY/s1600-h/manUtdprematch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1Qs7N-TMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/z86MjFT2DqY/s320/manUtdprematch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007247093446626498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can see how full the stadium is.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1Rj7N-TNI/AAAAAAAAACc/dWt-cWWuU8M/s1600-h/manUtdgiggs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1Rj7N-TNI/AAAAAAAAACc/dWt-cWWuU8M/s320/manUtdgiggs1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007248038339431634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ya enlarge the image you'll prolly see Ryan Giggs taking the corner. They great. They were losing 0-1 to Benfica in the beginning, but equalised 1-1 just before half-time.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1ShLN-TOI/AAAAAAAAACo/9yLlE8GbHgc/s1600-h/manutdme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1ShLN-TOI/AAAAAAAAACo/9yLlE8GbHgc/s320/manutdme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007249090606419170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me. This was after the match. Well, if you guys saw the match for Man UTD vs Benfica, you'll know how exciting the game was. Man UTD scored 2 goals in the second half, defending their score throughout, too. Final Score: 3-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, Man UTD's a good club.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1TeLN-TPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PMEh1PfFnIM/s1600-h/xmasmarket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1TeLN-TPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PMEh1PfFnIM/s320/xmasmarket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007250138578439410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that was wednesday. This is Friday, last week. I went to the Xmas Market at Manchester City Centre. Um hm. Near the Picadilly Gardens. Loads of stuff to eat and buy. I can tell ya, the homemade waffles and nothing you have ever eaten before. It was too good to savour that I finished it without taking a picture. Man. Really. Darn good. The waffles in SG loses by a long shot.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1UnLN-TQI/AAAAAAAAADA/yXPL6b658Mw/s1600-h/roastpig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1UnLN-TQI/AAAAAAAAADA/yXPL6b658Mw/s320/roastpig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007251392708889858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what this is called. Anyways, this is just a roasted pig, European style. Had a burger with  roast pig inside. I think its kinda similar to the kebab style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, I had a German Sausage. Damn big lo. Really super tasty too. It was made by an oversided wiremesh heated over a large cauldron of charcoal. Man... COOL! SUPER delicious food there.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1V0LN-TRI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zdr3GUrIikc/s1600-h/xmasclock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1V0LN-TRI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zdr3GUrIikc/s320/xmasclock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007252715558817042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas Deco on the church at City Centre. Cool EH? We never get these kinda buildings in Singapore. Cept for my church at City Hall. Santa Claus.. The false meaning of Xmas. I wonder what's he doin up there.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1WnrN-TSI/AAAAAAAAADY/RDnG4-w4mmk/s1600-h/burntlift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1WnrN-TSI/AAAAAAAAADY/RDnG4-w4mmk/s320/burntlift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007253600322080034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. This happened a few days ago. Some stupid people vandalised the lift. ARSON!! Luckily, thats the ODD numbered lift. I take the EVEN numbered lift to get to the 6th floor. Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole lift had been burnt. Man.. I wonder what kinda thrill these sick thrill seekers had. Its quite corny how they taped up the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1XtrN-TTI/AAAAAAAAADg/55v92t51EUc/s1600-h/salforduni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1XtrN-TTI/AAAAAAAAADg/55v92t51EUc/s320/salforduni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007254802912922930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess I haven't shown ya guys a picture of where I study at. Here's a picture of one of the buildings in the Salford University Campus. Its the Peel House. Um hm. It looks old.. Um hm.. Yeap, becuz it IS old. Hehe. Term over. Scotland ski trip, here i come!&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;Take care peeps, and GOd Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-6677482420590535517?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6677482420590535517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=6677482420590535517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6677482420590535517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/6677482420590535517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/12/manchester-united.html' title='Manchester United'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RX1Og7N-TJI/AAAAAAAAABs/RYwwcfvpG-4/s72-c/manUtdfront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-4346804226327780107</id><published>2006-12-02T22:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-03T04:43:52.354Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter is here.</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since I've updated my blog. Well, many people has been pestering me to update. Hehe. Sorry, my bad. Was just too lazy to update. Hmm. I'm not the "jounal" kinda person, so yea, its just mainly to keep you guys back in Singapore updated about the happenings here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk. Hm. Firstly, I wanna say that it has already started snowing on the mountains. The weather here is eccentric. Up and down. Very wet here compared to Singapore. Its practically raining almost everyday. Once, I came back from a badminton game and saw a layer of ice on my friend's car. COOL EH! Whaha ha. You dun get to see this in Singapore. Here a pic of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXIPkyTGLUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aK3tMd0sXiw/s1600-h/windscreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXIPkyTGLUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aK3tMd0sXiw/s320/windscreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004079260613619010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, its frosty. Its not just condensation.&lt;br /&gt;Its ICE.&lt;br /&gt;BBrrrR.&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;Well, it is cold, and being kinda dumb, I forgot to bring a change of clothes on thursday for badminton. Was wearing shorts. LOL, and I went out in the cold with shorts and a shirt with my TopMan jacket. A pretty funny sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to keeping ya informed of my things here, I'll put pictures in most of my entries. They all say, a picture is worth a thousand words. Heheh . I have to edit every picture you see here k? Its not the right size and everything. I add borders to my pictures too, but no, I dun take away my pimples and photoshop my face like some *ahem* singaporean star blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJMpSTGLVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/n8_h6ex0LT4/s1600-h/cooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJMpSTGLVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/n8_h6ex0LT4/s320/cooper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004146408132324690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a mini copper, european model. Notice the british flag on its roof. Cute eh? I want a car like this. HMmmMmm.. Easy to park.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been relatively busy these few weeks, with projects to do and such. Have been caught up with some extranous activities too. There's badminton on tuesdays and thurdays, band practice on tuesday, but well, pretty much of my time I spend finding food to eat and time to sleep. Whahahahaaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for groceries, shopping on EBAY, watching japanese anime, etc..&lt;br /&gt;Blogging comes last on my list. Sorry peeps. I've let ya guys down. Well, there the importance of wanting to know whats happening here. Hm. YEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its 4am here now.. Can't get to sleep. Its kinda cuz I overslept my afternoon nap. Now my biological clock's topsy turvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJPDSTGLWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/NN44Vbhj7lU/s1600-h/mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJPDSTGLWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/NN44Vbhj7lU/s320/mac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004149053832179042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sister's new iMAC. Its a G5 model. Well, I've nothing against Macs, just that they're not very reliable. I've heard people complaining that PCs have too many viruses. However, I'd rather install my own antivirus on Windows. WHy? Cuz when you want to upgrade your PC, you replace parts and buy newer ones. How do you upgrade a MAC? Simply throw it out of the Window, pray that it doesn't hit anyone, then go out and buy a newer one. YEAPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the reason why she bought a new Mac was bcuz her iBOOK crashed. It crashed one week before she had to hand in her assignment. WHAHAHA. &lt;---- Sadistic laugh. Well, she managed to hand it up anyways, thank god.   Stupid MACs. Looks good, but totally not for the power user.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJRayTGLXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/C9z88i9VcmI/s1600-h/wintertrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJRayTGLXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/C9z88i9VcmI/s320/wintertrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004151656582360434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees are all barran. Kinda reminds me of my own "less-than normal-amt" hair on my legs. Its just strange that I have very little leg hair. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its gonna be snowing here in another month or two I suppose. Light snow I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJSdyTGLYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YuKXTwW0rZ0/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJSdyTGLYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YuKXTwW0rZ0/s320/pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004152807633595778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;One particular game of pool that took longer than usual. It was by chance that it was lined up like that.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJTXiTGLZI/AAAAAAAAABI/-wrPVFKLakE/s1600-h/Xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJTXiTGLZI/AAAAAAAAABI/-wrPVFKLakE/s320/Xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004153799771041170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas lights in the city centre. Not a very good picture though.&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJT1iTGLaI/AAAAAAAAABU/JFIIbyoXEhw/s1600-h/ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJT1iTGLaI/AAAAAAAAABU/JFIIbyoXEhw/s320/ManU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004154315167116706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you Manchester United Fans out there. MUA HAHAHAHA. I'm catching their game next week. HEH hEH. Try to find me on your cable TV back in Singapore. Expensive ticket.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJUfSTGLbI/AAAAAAAAABg/V2NV94RMvx4/s1600-h/iPOD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXJUfSTGLbI/AAAAAAAAABg/V2NV94RMvx4/s320/iPOD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004155032426655154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my new iPOD Video. Yeap, this is the lastest one, 6th generation, 80GB. Weee. I needed an mp3 player, so I bought this. Sleek... Yummy.. Hm. Can ya see the Final Fantasy Wallpaper?&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright peeps, I'll keep ya informed of my happenings soon again. Well, I'm going to scotland's mountains to ski with my friends here in the uni in two weeks time. Will post loads of pictures of those with great sceneries and snow.. Most prob going to London too. By the way, enjoy your X'Mas! The true meaning of X'mas is Jesus Christ, so celebrate with your families in this joyous occasion. I miss my family. Oh well, nitez. Oyasumi Nasai~ Ja Ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-4346804226327780107?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4346804226327780107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=4346804226327780107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4346804226327780107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/4346804226327780107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/12/winter-is-here.html' title='Winter is here.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2GDFS32EV7Y/RXIPkyTGLUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aK3tMd0sXiw/s72-c/windscreen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34801840.post-116233326063417240</id><published>2006-10-31T21:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:38.162Z</updated><title type='text'>Test Coming.</title><content type='html'>Its winter now.. Thats what my sister said. Keung too.  Apparantly, autumn has passed. Heyhey, I didn't know it passed so fast. The trees didn't even all turn yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the  temperature here is  dropping.  Its dropping lower everyday. HMm. Lets see, whats the temperature now? Hm. Its 5 deg celcius. OOo. Chilly. Its gonna be -2 at night tommorrow. Yea. MINUS 2. COOL. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's a Tuesday. I've a test coming up on Thursday. SIgh. I'm gonna study for it now. Not gonna repeat the same mistakes like in poly. In poly, I only start studying one night before the test. Managed to pass everything though. Sigh. But I'm not looking for a pass this time, I'm looking for First Class Honors. Cuz God gave me this chance. Scoring 2.0 for GPA and still getting 13850 pounds of free education per year. Thats almost S$42,000 a year. British Visa Centre was shocked back in Singapore that I could get the scholarship, they even phoned the scholarship provider. Heh. Nope. I'm not revealing any info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding on to that, I'm exempted from the National Service. Heh. 2 years saved. One in a million case. Hehe. How can two events complement each other so well? My scholarship and the exemption of the army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. That aside, I'm reminiscing my fond memories when I was back in SG. UK ain't as beautiful as you'd imagined. Its a shithole here. Yeaps. Not safe at all. Boring place with too many clubs. Crappy food. Slow working and administration speed.. ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeyHEY! Here are some photos of my pals ! Pricks, Assholes , Losers &amp; Shit. PALS. Yeaps. I love them. THey're just made up of the same lame juice I'm made of. YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/Frens1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/Frens1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie, Gareth and Leonard the "P-STUSSY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. Just taking a piss at ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, crazy peeps.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/Frens2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/Frens2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOT. Er. Cherie's on the other side, leo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats gareth you're kissin. Gayreth seems to like it though.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Yeaps. More of those two here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/leogay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/leogay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Gareth always look so corny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhetoric Question. Because he is.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/slug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/slug.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we caught while fishing in SG's Bedok Jetty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks dangerous &amp; stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^%$&amp;amp;^%#$ piece of crap. Wasted one bait on *him*&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cute picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/hobbes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/hobbes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my nephew, Hobbes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a 2 ft tall disaster-meatball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made short work of the chocolate.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. These pics you've just seen are random pics in my handphone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics taken here in Manchester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/williecar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/williecar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will's car. We put a safety cone of top of his roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for Will being a safe driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crown of safety.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/desk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/desk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desk. MM. A rare sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STUDYING. THE MOON JUST TURNED BLUE.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/princevoodoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/princevoodoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voodoo prince taking a bungee into my hot cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Why would I do such a sadistic act? Puttin him in danger like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I guess I wanted to let him try bungee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/Accs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/Accs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Net Worth of my setup for alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selmer C** Alto Sax Mouthpiece         - $200&lt;br /&gt;Selmer D   ALto Sax Mouthpiece         - $215&lt;br /&gt;Rovner Eddie Daniels MK2 Alto Lig    - $141&lt;br /&gt;Francois Louis Alto Ultimate Lig          - $120&lt;br /&gt;Fortissimo Padded Tensing Ring Lig   - $120&lt;br /&gt;Selmer Metal Cap &amp; Lig                         - $ 72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vandoren V16 3.5 Alto Reeds               - $ 35&lt;br /&gt;Vandoren Classic 3 Alto Reeds              - $ 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total = S$941.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. S$941. I sold my Selmer Bundy2 Saxophone for S$200 previously. Hm. A saxophone being on the same price with a mouthpiece. Am I mad? Nope. I just love my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't steal my stuff! My precious.... Precious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/PimpleMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/PimpleMe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, pimply me. I HATE THOSE PIMPLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy complexion. I want a clean face.&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;&lt;br /&gt;KK. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-116233326063417240?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/116233326063417240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=116233326063417240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/116233326063417240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/116233326063417240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/10/test-coming.html' title='Test Coming.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-116181833339925062</id><published>2006-10-25T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:38.080Z</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>UPDATES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyhey.. Was lazy to update my blog.. Anyways, to keep ya guys informed of my rants and tiddlings in the UK, I have to blog. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here are some pictures of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/MP5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/MP5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  is keung's MP5. Yes,  it is an authentic  replica. It fires 10 rounds a second. Hm. Not bad eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't fire real bullets though. Fires plastic ones. Could leave blisters on ur skin if its shot straight on. HMm. I want those in SG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have gotten him to attach the scope.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/Sax.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/Sax.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my updated version of my sax. Optimised setup for my current emboucure and breath support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks normal, but the mouthpiece and ligature there costs me about 380 bucks. Yeap. SG dollars. Selmer S80 D-facing mouthpiece  with a Rovner IRL-Eddie Daniels MK2 Ligature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're NEW! Bought an instrument stand too. Cost me almost 500 bucks, all these stuff that I bought.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/myroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/myroom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my room at present state. There ain't nothing interesting here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its boring! Living in a cell like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. UK education huh.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see, whats happened for the past few days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just school, badminton, and gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Last Sunday I went bowling and met some new peeps. Met three gals. Two from China, one from Hong Kong. Jennifer, Queena, and Cherri. Hm. Sat Will's car there. Man. He's a slow driver. But he's a safe one though. Anyways, Queena was buggin me to teach her how to bowl properly the whole time. Hmm. I talked to her the most outta the three. Well, needless to say, she was the prettiest of cuz. Whahahha. But no, nothing outta the extrordinary. Haha.. The two other guys thought I had some kinda "thing" going on with her. Heh heh. What can I say, I'm just good at flirting. Just jokin. Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three guys, three gals. Looks like a triple date. LOL. Nothing of that sort, I assure. Went to play pool after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to update the band peeps, I've found a band here to play in. Apparantly, I can join the band here if the conductor allows me to. The big band is great. The Wind Band's er... not that good. Well, its playing reminds me of when I was in Victoria School. Great for secondary school standard, probably Gold with Honors standards, but lacking the flexibility to shape notes individually. I'd prefer to join the big band. JAZZ BAND! Thats what I like. But I dunno how to play proper jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Friends and family, hope you peeps are getting on fine. I've a few friends confiding with me about the crappy lifestyle they lead now. Count your blessings!! Not your misfortunes. All of my friends(tats you) are born with a normal body, in a family with a roof above their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, be happy! Cuz optimism solves problems. Pessimism can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bands in SG. But I love the variety of musical equipment and accessories here. Can't be compared to SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my skates. I miss the warm weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was colder today. At 8.30 am, it was around 7 deg celcius. Can't even eat my apple properly without my hand growing number by the minute. Its the wind that sends chill to ur bone. No such thing as T-shirt and jeans outside, here in Salford. I did the "breath test" to test the coldness. Breathe out warm air. Lotsa mist coming out of me mouth. Yeap. Its cold and damp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees are turning yellow and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/auttum%20trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/auttum%20trees.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its turning yellow.. Yeaps. Now's the transition time of summer to autuum.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK! Gonna sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-116181833339925062?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/116181833339925062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=116181833339925062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/116181833339925062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/116181833339925062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/10/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-116039403905252486</id><published>2006-10-09T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.991Z</updated><title type='text'>Away for a while.</title><content type='html'>A car ride. Back from ASDA. Its keung's car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tmlu4jBobnU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tmlu4jBobnU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile since I updated my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Been busy with stuff lat week, had many programmes on. Hehe. Anyways, I had a BBQ and a steamboat party last week. Been to play badminton twice too. Went to the Chinese Hypermarket, and got busy with tutorials and lectures, whats more, I still meddling around with the school administration. They haven't uploaded a proper timetable schedule for each individual yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIgh. They just love to do things slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, its not really an excuse not to keep ya guys updated.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. SOrry bout that. I'm just making excuses for my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been trying to eat more nowadays. Its said that gals grow fat and guys grow thin when they come to a colder place. Man. If that's true, I need to EAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I'm having my chocolate cheesecake now. Heh eh. Just the nice fattening stuff. Yikes. I might become overweight ! Yea right. With my kinda metabolism, i even tried 5 meals a day and only gain 1 kg at the end of the month. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where do all those food go to?&lt;br /&gt;To my blabbering?&lt;br /&gt;Being lame requires lots of energy. Imagine the body has to consume food, to supply the brain with so much brain power to generate lameness to throw one off his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. That should explain why. HMPH. I've eaten half the cake already. Thats fast. It costs me 9 bucks in SG currency. The cakes are cheap here. Yeaps. Its a 1 kg cake though. Just nice for me. Hm. Might be a li heavier than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did my laundry today. Put a whole full load of my clothes in the tub there. 3 weeks worth of worn clothes. Imagine how much clothes there are. Cost me 1.70 quid for washing. Thats equal to s$5.10.  Washed for 45 minutes. Heh. I did my laundry in the wee hours of the morn. Started at 2, ended up at 4+, almost 5 am. WHahahaha. BALDS BECAME A HYPER WASH ENTHUSIAST. Nah. Its just its saturday. Nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dryer is a stupid machine. It mistakes 10 p for some higher amt. I think 1 pound? So i get 99 mins (which is the max) of drying for like 20 p. WHAHAH. What a stupid manufacturing mistake. DUMB DUMBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE ON LAST WEEK&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer crashed.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. Thats one of the reasons I didn't blog. Well, it crashed cuz i did something real dumb. My icons didn't have a picture on it. The desktop icons i mean. And I thought, they look ugly. I didn't know what I did to remove the display settings, so i did a rollback on my operating system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And voila ! It hanged while doing a rollback. So i switched it off. Next thing i knew, I mistakening did a destructive rollback. Meaning it affects the internal engines of the windows system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. There goes windows. Nope it doesn't detect windows after that. GONE.&lt;br /&gt;So i reinstalled windows with keung's windows CD, on a partitioned harddrive, then reinstalled windows with whatever's left of my OS. Well, i mananged to get my drivers and default settings back, but all my programs are gone. LOL. Tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said many things went on last week yur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. There was an accident in the car i sat in. Another BBC friend, probably had some issues with his social life, maybe. Dunno. So the group of me and the BBCs went to get some air, at the pool parlor. (Smoky air? lol :P) ANyways, it was raining and the road was slippery. Though he had anti-brakelock system(ABS), he was still going too fast. No worriesm MOM and DAD, its just a small lane that he sped. Anyways, he made a sharp turn at 40 miles an hour, and lost grip on the road. Car skidded. The wheel in front hit the kerb there it was. A broken down car. Extent of damage? MASSIVE. The entire front left axel was smashed, leaving a car that could be moved at all. For all those who dunno about cars, its the bar thingy that holds the wheels together, at the bottom of the car. The bar thingy that connected the two front wheels together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it wasn't a very good night. Freezing cold out there. Probably 8 degrees, from experience from the BBC. My feet felt cold even though i was wearing my steel toe leather boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Whahahh. Yea. Many many things went on. Interesting week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to blog daily from now on. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-116039403905252486?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/116039403905252486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=116039403905252486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/116039403905252486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/116039403905252486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/10/away-for-while.html' title='Away for a while.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-115952575904473734</id><published>2006-09-29T10:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.905Z</updated><title type='text'>Friday and totally worn out.</title><content type='html'>Played badminton for 2 straight days. Its a total of 4.5 hours of workout. My legs are tired. My back is tried. My arm is tired. And my wrists are tired too. But I'm bloggin! I just read one of my friend's blog. Saw how's she picking up her life. Hehe. Its comforting to know someone you care about is getting on better day by day. Keep it up ! :)  Here's one on women( it was there was I flipped open the bible, heh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31: 30&lt;br /&gt;Charm is deceptive and beauty disappears, but a woman who honors the Lord should be praised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today's a free day. My fridays are off. So i have 3 days till Monday to rest. Well, i have to get the most rest i need to get my body back into tip top form again. Its just dead boring here. The shops close early. Pretty much nothing is open after 5. The least you'll get is the supermarkets. Cause people do need to get groceries after work, ya know. Yea. When it gets dark, scallys(ang mo hooligans) flood the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been making new friends while I'm here. Most of them are BBCs. British Born CHinese ! Yea. Its rare to see Singaporeans here. I've only met one other in the CHinese Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room now needs cleaning up. Need to empty the trash, sort out my notes, tidy up the clothings. and make my bed. Man. My muscles are so tired, that these chores become tiresome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta do them anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about chores. The white brits here don't really do housework. Thats an overstatement. They don't wash their utensils until they need them again. The pot of unfinished baked beans have been there for 3 days. I couldn't stand it anymore so I clean all of their stuff yesterday night. Man. I'm so tired and still have to clear up their mess. Doesn't the weird smell coming from the kitchen bother them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had pasta when I came back from badminton yesterday. Tasted not bad. Need to buy some pasta add-ons, like spices and grated cheese. Thinking of which now, I'm so not gonna walk to precinct. Thats the shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired. Whahahah. Or simply too lazy to move my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend some time to read my bible now. Haven't been reading it for these two weeks. Bad me. Bobby and gareth are prolly gonna scream at me for that. No worries dudes! I still pray everyday. We're here because of God anyways. Give thanks. God Bless you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;HE gave and blessed my family approximately $200 000 of free education, knowing that we couldn't possibly be able to fork out that kinda money. God bless my family ! ! Hehe. Bless my dad. Get him to stop smoking. And leonard foo too. Hate it when people i care about are killing themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-115952575904473734?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/115952575904473734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=115952575904473734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115952575904473734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115952575904473734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/09/friday-and-totally-worn-out.html' title='Friday and totally worn out.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-115943873016749749</id><published>2006-09-28T09:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.796Z</updated><title type='text'>The Tony Blair Protest</title><content type='html'>MM.. My whole body's killing me. Played badminton yesterday and one of the BBCs  came up with an endurance gameplay. Ran around the perimeter of the court, taking turns to hit while you're still running. Only can be played with 3 or more people. Hit the shuttlecock, and run to the other side sticking to the perimenter. If u don't catch the shuttle, you lose a point. Each of us will start with 3 points. 3 times missing and out. 5 of us played two games of that. The frst game I missed 3 shots. Out. After which, in the end, only this badminton professional BBC guy and I made it. Wow. Really tough training. I continued to play really competitive badminton with them. Hehe. My legs now aren't really "walkable" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. After that, 3 of 5 of us went to get some lunch, since we haven't really eaten a proper lunch. Went to subway, and had ourselves a fulfiling meal. I had a footlong cheese steak with extra cheese. Tasted so good, I finished it without even feeling full. Its different from the ones in Singapore. Made it a meal, so i had cookies and a drink too. Shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about gals during lunch in Subway, chatting away with KK , Keung, and I, trying to find a solution to Keung's girl situation. Hehe. He's nice guy, always driving us around in his hatchback. He deserves a really good gal. Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practically talked about girls the whole time through. They asked me about me, but heyhey, I can't put this here. Its SECRET. Whahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while we were chatting non stop, this really unexpected event happened just outside Subway. On the other side of the glass panel, were this mob of protesters accompanied by hoards of police on foot and on horses. They were protesting about something concerning Tony Blair. Whahhaaa. Weird stuff goes on in Manchester. LOL. I was quick enough to go outside to take a picture, and here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/protest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/protest.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see how many policemen are there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can enlarge the picture by clicking on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nearest you can protest in Singapore is Batam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn lame, the singporean govenment.&lt;br /&gt;Dun even think they allow the freedom of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means that I could get in trouble for calling the government lame. Whahaha. Thats really stupid. OK ! Thats gonna be it. I'm going to school in probably half an hour's time.. Time to get ready. Cheers ! Its 11.12 am now.. Heh, i have another game of badminton laters. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-115943873016749749?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/115943873016749749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=115943873016749749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115943873016749749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115943873016749749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/09/tony-blair-protest.html' title='The Tony Blair Protest'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-115935619995517375</id><published>2006-09-27T10:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.709Z</updated><title type='text'>Home from lecture.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday ! Things are done differently here in Manchester. I applied for an International Student Account with HSBC online since the 19th of September, and they only started to sent me a letter yesterday. It took them a week to mail a letter. It should arrive in a couple of days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday, that was two days ago, my BBC friend Keung, my sister's China friend, my sister, and I went to a Chinese Association gathering at OPUS. Opus is a a club, kinda like those you would have in Singapore. It all the same, right? Anyways, we stayed there for 2 hours or so, almost getting bored to death. They played music that wasn't really appealing to our ears. Hmm. It was a fun sight though. Looking at CHinese from all over. China, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Singapore, and British Born Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures started this week. Well, I just came back from the Uni. Just had a principles of marketing lecture. Lecture halls are called theatres, and it houses around 300 pple. Forgot to take a picture of that. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play pool yesterday. With Keung and some other locals. Managed to beat the locals but Keung was just too good. He started the first round and was left with the black ball. Managed to only pot one ball in before he got the black ball. Darn. 3 turns and gameover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to play badminton, but we went there too late. It stops at 7, and we went at 7. We got the wrong day. Should be thurdays, that is, when it opens till 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'd been here, in Salford, Manchester, I had to buy my own stuff, do my own groceries, and cook my own meals. Back in Singapore, so many thing I took for granted. Noodles are just there in the kitchen, food readily available. Well, its a drastic change here. Either I figure out which food is easy to cook and go to the precinct to get them or I starve and eat air.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a toaster yesterday. For only 4.5 Quid. Thats equal around 14 bucks. CHEAP ! Its brand new too. Bought the famous local crisps, Walker crisps. Well, crisps are just potato chips. But here, they call it crisps. Hm. Maybe they just plain lazy to pronouce 4 Syllables. "Po-Ta-To Chips", Versus "Crisps". Yea, crisps are easier to say. Even the pringles here look different. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/johnlester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/johnlester.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Here's a picture of the place that I'm staying at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living on the 6th storey. Yeaps. One of the units of the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a cloudy day ain't it. Heh heh. Colder today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 14 degrees. COlder.. Brr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore has twice that temprature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-115935619995517375?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/115935619995517375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=115935619995517375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115935619995517375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115935619995517375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/09/home-from-lecture.html' title='Home from lecture.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-115917883347283534</id><published>2006-09-25T09:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.618Z</updated><title type='text'>2 days without internet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/manchester.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/manchester.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet was down for two days, and the two were the most excruciating. Couldn't check my mails, couldn't chat with everyone. Sigh. As if it wasn't boring enough. Can't even play my games. Cause they're all online based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I went to find things to do. Had a picnic with my sis and one of her chinese friend in my sis's room.  Heh. Told some ghost stories. Why are all girls afraid of ghosts and such stuff? Hehe. Anyways, we made bubble tea and had McCoy Chips and gummy. Also made popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've almost gotten used to this place, yeap. Oh yar, here's a picture of the view from my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap ! This is the view of manchester. As you can see, there's not many tall buildings. Very different from singapore. This was taken with a 11 megapixel camera. Hehe. Cost me only 300 bucks. But the focal capability of the lens ain't very good. Oh well. Its a camcorder too though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Now here's my webcam's quality. Hehe.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/1600/Picture%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/320/Picture%20002.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, there's a really cool handsome dude right here. ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. He's really cute eh. --------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm thinking of band again. I really miss band. Really do. Its 11 am here now, 25th of September. Its just one day till the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 26th.... The day that I  put my heart to love. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeslyn ! Better not let me catch you being depressed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better to live out my life joyfully. Everyone should.  Heh heh. :) SMILESZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-115917883347283534?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/115917883347283534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=115917883347283534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115917883347283534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115917883347283534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-days-without-internet.html' title='2 days without internet.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-115897276761261301</id><published>2006-09-23T00:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.530Z</updated><title type='text'>UK Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just came back a while ago. Went to the town in manchester city with some new friends. Keung, a British Born Chinese(BBC) and Eric, a hong kong fella. Played pool with these two fella, and yea, they were darn good, especially the honky. Man. Or do i just suck at pool. Heh. Can't play pool for nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hm.. Went there by car. Keung stays in the same building as me, but his home is further south. North wales i think. He drives a citroen, and I must say, he's a darn good driver. His car is a two door, 1.1 litre dark blue hatchback kinda car. Well, here's the good part. He accelerates and changes his gears so smoothly and fast, it feels like it has a 2.5 litre engine. Yea. No kiddin. He's GOOD. He tried drifting before, and got caught by the british police. HEHEH. What a major bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Paid 5 quid for the pool membership. For all of you who dunno, quid is the slang that they use instead of pounds. 1 pound = 1 quid. Pretty much the same thing. Paid a total of 9 pounds for today's game of pool. 9 x 2.8 = S$25.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its sick. The exchange rate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've calculated. I can only spend 12 quid a day. Yea. Gotta start being thrifty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After that, we went to eat at a hong kong restaurant/cafe. Had char shu udon. Cost me 5 quid. Got a can of coke too. That another 1.2 quid. 6.2 quid = S$17.36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I HATE THE CURRENCY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the way back to the car, this beggar asked keung for money. We ignored him. Can't he get a job? I know I should at give him some coins as a Christian to show love for people less fortunate than me, but wouldn't that encourage him to beg for more? If everyone stop giving people like him money, he would find work to do to earn his keep, instead of relying on the pity of others. Anyways, that fella labelled keung "noddy". Dunno what the crap it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did i mention? Keung has a BB gun. Its a total replica of an MP5. damn cool. It has a scope, that can be mounted on the real thing too. DAMN COOL. One of the stuff that singapore will never allow. Ya can't show it in public in the UK though. Might get shot by the police. But hey, its legal to own this kinda toy here. Its loud, and it shoots little plastic balls that usually has a velocity of 200 -300 metres a second. Painful when hit, but doesn't pierce the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If singapore would allow these toys, I would buy. They have sniper rifles too. Cost around 800 pounds though. With all the modifications and add-ons, prolly will cost ya 1100 pounds = S$3080 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Man. Imagaine owning ur own sniper rifle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;THey use these toys to play this game called airsoft. The plastic bullets cut thru air, but it ain't really soft. LOL. Go check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://www.wolfarmouries.co.uk/default.asp?page=gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-115897276761261301?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/115897276761261301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=115897276761261301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115897276761261301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115897276761261301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/09/uk-nights.html' title='UK Nights'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-115892039847112238</id><published>2006-09-22T09:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.367Z</updated><title type='text'>The boring Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its Friday. And I've nothing on. I don't have a tele in my room. Besides, you need a license to watch TV. And it ain't cheap. Nope, no TV. I promised my mom that I would delete my games on my computer. Looking at the cirsumstances now, I don't think I will. MAN ! ITS DEAD BORING HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in  Singapore, my friends and I would go cycling at night, skate to the prata shop at 2 in the morning, go night cycling and many other activities that would last the whole day through. Even at home, I could play my xbox, with xbox live, play the computer, and watch TV. I could go out everyy other day, to town, to tampines mall and such. I would go to school and play my saxophone.&lt;br /&gt;Here, you can only sit in your darn room and stare at the computer. So, I'm not so ready to delete my games. LOL. Damn. Its so boring. At night, all those scallys come out. Its not safe. You spend 5 mins out there at night, and the possiblity of getting mugged is 90%. That sucks. I can't go out alone. Just yesterday, a woman got stabbed at death near the university. Yea, the univerisity is like 15 mins away from my place. No wonder there were so many police patrols on that day. Saw mounted policemen (on horses) trotting away in pairs. EVEN THE POLICE TRAVEL IN PAIRS IN BROAD DAYLIGHT. Yea i know its a standard procedure that they must follow, but ITS STILL NOT SAFE HERE. AND IT SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whahah. I just have to get adjusted to the lifestyle changes here. I'll be here for 2 years anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-115892039847112238?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/115892039847112238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=115892039847112238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115892039847112238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115892039847112238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/09/boring-friday.html' title='The boring Friday.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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-34801840.post-115885737490443122</id><published>2006-09-21T16:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:52:37.265Z</updated><title type='text'>The past week in the UK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DAMN ! My first post and it'll be a complain.. Well, i ought to complain bout them. My baggage was delayed 2 days. All those while, it was in Dubai. I mean like what the hell. The arabs have my luggage. They got a fetish for a batman luggage or sumtin? Looks like Batman's underpants if ya asked me. Arabs got fetish for batman's briefs. Ooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/400/DSC00254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Anyways, I have to adjust to the lifestyle here. Nope. They dun have kopitiams and hawker centres. They only have frozen pizza, frozen sherpards pie, pasta and other stuff that you cannot eat on the spot. The only place where you can do that is in restaurants. Sigh. Here's my oversized bag of pasta. Its 3 KG for goodness sake. These ang mos are crazy. Last for darn long i think. Heh. It costs only 1 pound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/253/3860/400/DSC00252.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm. Besides that, my accomodation is a 15 min walk away from the university. Kinda not too long not too short thing. Moving in here was quite a chore. Many things to get. Pots, pans, detergents, cutlery, groceries, and many many other things. Too many to write. As least I'm not alone. My sis came over with me. She's starting her 3rd year already. Hm. But my room mates are all ang mo. Can't really click with them. Their way of thinking is different from mine. They drink booze. I do not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHERE HAVE ALL THE SINGAPOREANS GONE TO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't seem to find any other Singaporeans here. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34801840-115885737490443122?l=baldznotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/feeds/115885737490443122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34801840&amp;postID=115885737490443122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115885737490443122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34801840/posts/default/115885737490443122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baldznotes.blogspot.com/2006/09/past-week-in-uk.html' title='The past week in the UK.'/><author><name>Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748479228987099597</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>
