<?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-2164042997534376745</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:41:07.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love began on 140805....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4154430887042940491</id><published>2010-06-16T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:58:50.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so smooth</title><content type='html'>Things has not been going smoothly for me... Whether is school, work, home, mind, body, luck and many many... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, i need to plan my future route. And to change my mindset in a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i need to clear all my debts... Really getting more and more stacking up... Baobei's medical bills.. Seriously dunno wad the hell is the social worker doing, keep asking us to delay payment and delay. Wait til the consolidated payment explode, i tink i really got to commit suicide to claim insurance to pay off everything. Saving is dried up, need to spend more time to work and perhaps go for part time job. But got to tink for baobei, cuz i NEED to spend time with her also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im seriously exhausted, really... Always being blamed for this and that, i am a sinful man, everything also my fault... Need to know how to handle this... I really hoped that one day i can win lucky draw, probably few hundred thousand dollars of prize money, i can settle everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this country, everything also money and money. What is the government doing here, there are so many poor ppl needs help and all they do is to suck money from all the commoners, and getting FT in to snatch job from locals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4154430887042940491?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4154430887042940491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4154430887042940491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4154430887042940491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4154430887042940491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-so-smooth.html' title='Not so smooth'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6921190085668291713</id><published>2010-04-22T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T02:18:03.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some of my thoughts...</title><content type='html'>this few days i have been doing alot of thinking.thinking of those test result and financial problems.this are only some thoughts.i also been thinking whether my hubby really have me in his heart? since jayden was born.he have been treating me quite cold.seem like he only have jayden in mind.i not jealous of jayden or what. i just want to konw when he still have me in his heart and mind.when i ask him " how heavy i am?" he replied,:"90plus".i heard.i was so sad and disappointed.now i know that in his mind i am a fat and ugly and have a bad health wife.he use to hold my hand when we go out.now i am walking behind him.sometime when i am in pain i call out for him,he never turn back,in fact, he still carry on walking.leaving me behind alone in pain.but i felt better when mummy told me that when he know that i got to undergo operation,he cried.that show that he still care and love me.i was so touch and happy.i asak him another question.whether who is more important to him?jayden or me?. he told me jayden.i wonder should i be happy or should i be sad upon knowing this.happy because he really love and care our son.or sad because i am no long 1st in his heart.i am so confuse.well,anyway,as long as he have me and our son in mind,i am very happy alredy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 20th april,i have 2 check up.baby was carry over to mummy placeto look after.so that i can go for my check up with da jie and joanne.we went for lunch after the first check up which we are 1hr late.wa.. that moment when i starting eating,that is what i call food.finally i get the chance to taste what we call real food.i felt so happy when i go out whit da jie and joanne.not like everyday alone at home looking after jayden.but no choice he is my son.i have to look after him.i really miss those days where by da jie joanne cheryl xiao qian uncle and me, having mahjong and baking and cooking session.we were so happy and care free.but now i not long can enjoy this anymore.as i have to stay and home look after jayden.because baobei don't really like me bringing jayden over to go out with them.as he think that they always make me carry jayden alone to travel down to amk to meet them.why not they travel up to meet me and help me to bring jayden out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime i really felt that i am like a hambergure.squeeze in between da jie they all and baobei.i have to please both side.i am really tired of doing this.i wonder how long more i can take it.will i break down suddendly?or will i carry on with this type of life?i wonder...can some one teach me what to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6921190085668291713?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6921190085668291713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6921190085668291713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6921190085668291713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6921190085668291713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-of-my-thougt.html' title='some of my thoughts...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-73413363753615994</id><published>2010-03-28T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:08:20.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something happened which make me sad and miserable.....</title><content type='html'>My dearest wife, Brenda was admitted into hospital on 27 March 2010. She having complaint with shoulder and stomach/gastric pain while having lunch at Malaysia. We was about to go to batu bahat for a walk with mummy after 2nd aunt funeral. She was in a great pain til we have to gather resource to send her back to Singapore Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and me spent 600++ to get someone to lend us a car and help us drive to Singapore. We reach KK hospital at 6 plus and she was immediately inspected. I phoned for her mum to come over. She was sent to do some ultrasound scanning. Was briefed with surcharge due to after office hr. The indian nurse was not caring enough and she hurt baobei's arm quite a few times. And also i got to help her to push this and that. Seriously bad service. After all the test and inspection, doctor told us that she will be send to TTSH as this is not related to O&amp;G related problem. They have arranged an ambulance to send baobei to TTSH. Baobei told me that the indian nurse and the indian radiology was sort of flirting inside the ultrascan room. Baobei was shouting pain and yet they can carry on chatting without concerning about baobei's condition. I wrote a feedback regarding about their shitty service. Not the first time encountering indian nurse corked up. Before we went up to ambulance, i have to settle partial bills... I didnt expected the bill will added up to 600++ with 10 tests done. This time round really fall into financial crisis liao. Left with no choice, i settle partial payment and we proceed to TTSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach TTSH at 11pm. Registered at the A&amp;E dept. Baobei was pushed in and did some ECG testing. We waiting til 12+ before she was attended. Doctor told us that it was probably the gallstone causing the pain and the nerve at the shoulder was affected. She was given a strong painkiller and told that we can go home when the pain is gone. I didnt trust the doctor and i requested to admit baobei into the ward, luckily the doctor heed our advice. As we were told that there will be no more free bed in the C / B2 ward, we need to arrange baobei to a temporary bed which is located at a wierd corner of the ward. I requested with a all-female ward for baobei and the nurse replied ok. Baobei will only transfer to a normal bed after there is available bed. I have checked the waiting list, and there are 20++ ppl on the waiting list in front. But we got no choice, so i asked baobei and she is ok with the arrangement. So baobei was pushed up to the ward around 2am. I went to see the "temp" bed and i realised that the bed was in front of a men-ward. With all the dirty looking old fellow lying inside, i really scare and i faster complaint to the nurse. I told them i requested with a all-female ward and why they gimme such a location. They replied that the bed is in a corner with no ppl, but i keep telling them off. They seriously dun understand what is all-female ward. again, its a indian nurse again. I starting to hate them. She called and request for another bed change. In 15min time, a phone call back from the admin and we got a bed change finally. This time, its really a all-women ward, and baobei was asleep from her pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See her screaming in pain making me feeling unbearable. Doctor came and asked a lot of question and blah blah blah. Im seriously tired and i take a short nap. I tink baobei went for scanning again while i was asleep on the chair. Doctor told us that there is something in the stomach and they need to arrange for a operation asap. My MIL heard and she was crying. I see baobei with so many needles poked into her body, i cant help but break into tears also. She was just 21 and she got to face this kind of problem. My family members advised her so many times that she need to control her diet, her food intake and her daily activities. She dun wan to listen and yet she keep complaining and quarreling with me. For the past few months, to be frankly speaking, i trying to tolerate her. I feel that she was too sensitive on certain thing. I told baobei abt it, she was quite remorse abt it. She promised me a lot of times that she will change, but she never do it. Just really hoped this time she really will change. Cuz her action is slowly breaking my family apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really scare seeing baobei in such a great pain. Telling myself not to cry, but still cant. My heard really pain, seeing her like that really making me feeling so miserable. At 5.30pm, she entered into the Operation Theatre. I went home after that to unpack while waiting phone call from hospital once the operation end. I reached home around 6.45am, mummy and sister slping at living room with baby jayden. Mummy asked me on her condition, she also sighed. She say why baobei dun want to listen to her advice, probably this will not happened. She also repremand me for not controling baobei food intake. I pack all the stuff til around 9am, where the operation is about to end. Think im too tired, i fall asleep on the bed with half of my body on the chair. 10am, FIL called and ask me rest, i was so kan chiong and heard that the operation was success. I finally can leave my mind in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to hospital at 12, went to OT with SN tay bring me in. Saw baobei with more tube and needles in her body. I almost fainted, i guess she is really suffering. Sometime i was wondering, if initially i never met her, and we never get married, she probably wont encounter this. I was told she was operated for stomach ulcer. I only can seriously pray hard that she can get well soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-73413363753615994?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/73413363753615994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=73413363753615994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/73413363753615994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/73413363753615994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-happened-which-make-me-sad.html' title='Something happened which make me sad and miserable.....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8542207332244116129</id><published>2010-03-18T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:03:47.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy and Headache day</title><content type='html'>Today bring jayden go AH with mummy to see specialist. After everything we go IKEA for dinner. Baobei and me went out after bring baby home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we come back home, we saw baby throwing temper and keep crying... no matter wad we do also cannot calm him down... after quite some time, i start to hymm some songs and he slowly calm down... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hymm and sing song for him for 1 whole hr. I start to talk to him... I said "kiss papa"... and he really did. Serious, i never bring his face to me. He just bring his face to my face and move back, like any other child who kiss their parent on the face or cheek. The kind of feeling is really unable to explain... so happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i open out the new diapers i bought which is M size. Let him try for 1 night... seemed like the S size cannot fit already. He is only 2 month, yet he can reach abt 5kg++... I can predict that he will reach 10kg in another half year time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8542207332244116129?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8542207332244116129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8542207332244116129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8542207332244116129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8542207332244116129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-and-headache-day.html' title='Happy and Headache day'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4535418429846971009</id><published>2010-03-13T05:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T05:57:02.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby growing progress</title><content type='html'>Jayden have been growing fast. just 2 mth plus already 5kg plus. At least now he is slightly easier to taking care at night. So tired... Never sleep more than 4 hours per day for many weeks liao. Also got to rush my FYP... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day when Jayden collect his passport. Now he is free to go around the world. His photo in the passport looks so fierce and chubby. Looking forward to the day where his neck got the strength to keep still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4535418429846971009?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4535418429846971009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4535418429846971009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4535418429846971009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4535418429846971009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-growing-progress.html' title='Baby growing progress'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8820241644694393657</id><published>2010-03-08T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:09:38.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd month le...YeaH!</title><content type='html'>time pass so fast, my son jayden is 2 month old now. looking back,when he was born, he was only 2.7kg, now he is about 6kg. he is growing very fast. the nurse back in odoc say that he is a bit over weight. but i thought that baby suppose to be chubby and fat.but seriously i also think that we a bit over feed him.because his clothes which he wear when he is new born, now cannot wear le. now he is wearing 6 to 9 month old the clothes. oh my god. he start sleep less and wake up more if some one plays with mi. he start to know find mi and stick to mi. haiz if he really stick to mi, i wont be able to go out and work. looking after jayden is very challenging as u have to know his partten. it is quite tiring a job.i seriousily tired out myself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8820241644694393657?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8820241644694393657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3012771421283901687</id><published>2010-02-20T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:21:53.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time pass so fast.</title><content type='html'>time pass very fast, oour little jayden is now 1 month 11days old, weighting about 5.1kg. carrying him everyday is like carrying a bag of 5kg rice everyday.he brought happiness to our family everyday. seeing him growing bigger and strong and chubby everyday. i felt so happy. can't believe that i am a mother le.we are so proud to have him as our son. he is so cute. jayden, mama papa love you alot. hope u can gromw up fast, strong and healthy. muackz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-2546204933047059386</id><published>2010-01-28T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:02:36.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our little prince Jayden Ngeo Jun Xiang. PaPa &amp; MaMa love you alots alots.</title><content type='html'>our little prince Jayden has make our family very happy. he like the highlight of the day. No matter how tired we are, as long as he open his eyes look at us, smile at us. All our hardship and worries we all forgot le. Time passes very fast. It is almost 3 week le. Jayden is now weighting about 3kg plus. i am so happy to see him grow and feed well. In the first place i was quite worry that he not growing as he was not feeding well. Due to the some reason he is not drinking his milk. me and baobei were so worry.Jayden have been very brave. He have been through so much. I as a mother see him like this i felt so heart pain. cannot hold back my tears. He is so small and young and yet he had to be poke here and there. bao bei and me see le so heart pain. Jayden, mama and papa will do every thing and any thing for you. you are mama and papa little prince. you must be healthy and  strong. mama and papa love you lot lot. muackz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-2546204933047059386?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/2546204933047059386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=2546204933047059386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2546204933047059386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2546204933047059386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-little-prince-jayden-ngeo-jun-xiang.html' title='our little prince Jayden Ngeo Jun Xiang. PaPa &amp; MaMa love you alots alots.'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4121854717257536325</id><published>2010-01-10T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:55:17.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new member....</title><content type='html'>Our baby, has arrived to this world on 09 January 2010, 2323hrs. Joy, happiness that he have brought to us as a gift is unable to represent by words. Weighed at 2.735kg. He is considered a very healthy baby despite he is slightly early by 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i am really proud of u. I will take good care of you. Thanks god.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4121854717257536325?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4121854717257536325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4121854717257536325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4121854717257536325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4121854717257536325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-member.html' title='A new member....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-337014866283736732</id><published>2009-11-30T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:11:14.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 7th month of pregnancy.</title><content type='html'>times flies very fast.it has been 7 month le.baby is on his way coming to this world le.alot of things to buy and plan. mi and bao bei still thinking of name for baby. he is our little prince.we love him so much.baby this few month he become more and more active.he like to turn and kick.one little playful boy.but no matter how playful he is, he is still mi and bao bei fruit of love and our little prince. another 83 days he is coming le.feeling so excited.wonder are we ready to be parent. how will baobei react when he first see baby?will he be happy excited or what? they are my everything. i love them very much. muackz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-337014866283736732?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/337014866283736732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=337014866283736732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/337014866283736732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/337014866283736732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/11/7th-month-of-pregnancy.html' title='the 7th month of pregnancy.'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-826192659437388552</id><published>2009-11-24T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:41:29.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother's wedding.</title><content type='html'>Last sunday. Its my brother's wedding. Our wedding is just 4 months apart. So happy that i can go attend his wedding. Our family officially have one more new members. He held his wedding at Sime Darby Convention Centre in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed so fast. Thinking of the past. How last time we live together 20 years ago. Thinking back, i really miss those time that we all live together. However, i sincerely wish my kor and my sao sao happily forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-826192659437388552?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/826192659437388552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=826192659437388552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/826192659437388552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/826192659437388552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/11/brothers-wedding.html' title='Brother&apos;s wedding.'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1177561714575982884</id><published>2009-11-02T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:11:51.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation....</title><content type='html'>Time flies and we been married for 3 months plus. We got a lot of preparation for baby arrival. Nearly all baby stuff have been ready. I need to personally buy baby's clothes at least 1 or 2 sets when he discharge from hospital. I actually thinking names for baby. A bit headaches. Cuz i wan my baby name to be unique. Probably tink a few names den ask baby when he is born, see which name he will respond to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks i having term break as my exam finish. Tried my best to spend as much time for baobei. My sch term starting soon, gonna start mugging every night again. Ke lian de bao bei. FYP starting also. Lagi worst. I know baobei will support me de =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been trying to clear my IPPT for this year as well, so now undergoing IPT. So after this session cleared, at least for the rest of the year i dun need to worry anymore. Once baby come out, i can accompany him more. I dun wish for more, just hoped my dearest baby can be very very very healthy. Thats all i want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1177561714575982884?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1177561714575982884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1177561714575982884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1177561714575982884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1177561714575982884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/11/preparation.html' title='Preparation....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8454447337296263866</id><published>2009-10-09T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T06:08:52.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a boy!!!</title><content type='html'>On 5th oct,monday. the day we go scan the gender of baby. baobei could not concentrate studying for his exam as he is too excited. we went for breakfast around our house then went home and prepare.everyone were calling us to check on baby gender. finally the doctor called my name. its my turn to scan.first the doctor scan for baby legs hand heart kindey lungs stomach eyes mouth and i ask doctor whether is a boy or girl. doctor say its a bit hard to tell as baby cover it slighty. but the doctor shake baby a little and ask baby to move baby leg and just nice, let us scan till his little bird bird. haha.. then doctor comfirm baby is a boy.baobei and i were so happy. we call mummy mother daddy ah ma da jie and gan ma to tell them the new. everyone are happy for us. i felt that since the time bao bei know that baby is a boy,he become more like a father. he react to my reaction very fast once i tell him that baby is kicking mi. he talk to baby more often.this whole week he is not working. he took mi our for breakfast lunch and dinner.this week is the most happy time through out my 5 month plus pregnancy even though he got to study. sitting beside him seeing him study i am very happy le. finally there is someone who can carry down baobei surname le.i going to give birth to as many as i can to carry on his family line. i love baobei and baby, got to start thinking of name for baby le.. haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8454447337296263866?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8454447337296263866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8454447337296263866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8454447337296263866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8454447337296263866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-boy.html' title='Its a boy!!!'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3859548332528113809</id><published>2009-10-03T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:34:51.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling so excited..</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow 5th oct, the day we will kown whetherv baby is a boy or a girl.alot of people saying that baby is a boy as my stomach is sharp pointed one. i also have this feeling that baby is a boy. but doesn't matter. boy or girl is still my and bao bei's baby. our fruit of love. but i really hope to give birth to a baby boy for baobei so that there is at least someone to carry down his surname. i don't mind under going everything, the  injection and check ups and pian all over again just for baobei.i want to tell baobei that if this baby is a boy. i won't stop at one baby only. we can try for another one. as long as we can afford to bring them up, i don't mind giving as many as up to 5 babies. as long as you and everyone happy can le. i scare tonight i can't sleep. too excited le. think baobei also have the same feeling.this few day baobei had been busy rushing his homework till he fall sick le. my poor bao bei. sick le still got to study for exam and work to earn money for mi and baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3859548332528113809?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3859548332528113809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7947202354950099381</id><published>2009-09-14T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:00:12.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some thoughts.....</title><content type='html'>baobei have married me for 1 mth plus le... i believe she is getting used to our life. i kinda scare that she might dislike this new lifestyle she will be going thru. She is going to spent more than half of her life time with me and our family. She did well and i believe she will be doing better... She cooked dinner for us and i think its very nice, not becuz the food is ultimately delicious, but it tasted of love and caring of a future mother. I really appriciated for wad she is doing... I love you lao po.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7947202354950099381?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7947202354950099381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7947202354950099381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7947202354950099381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7947202354950099381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-thoughts.html' title='some thoughts.....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7178024140748728074</id><published>2009-09-09T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:21:41.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the scare of my life</title><content type='html'>on the 4th of sep,when i was waiting for bus 133 to amk hub to meet da jie uncle and ah jo. i broaded the bus 133. the bus driver did not wait till i get a seat to sit down and he just drive off like this. casing mi to hit my tummy against the handle of the seat. my tummy was so painful at tt monent. then i tot it was ok. i told bao bei about it and baobei went to send SBS a feedback. the incharge call mi to checxk on mi in the late afternoon and got some infomation from mi to investigate the case and promise to get back to mi. today is already 9th of sep, and yet i get no new form them. last night 8th sep, i took bus 100 to serangoon to change bus home. when i was alighting from the bus i miss my step and fall off the bus as behind the china people rushing mi to alight. i fall and hurt my left kneel and right ankle. two woman help mi up and called bao bei. bao bei rush down and bring mi home. during midnight my stomach was so painfuul, so we went to kkh to see doc. we waited abt 2 hr to see doc. doc show bao bei baby. baby is fine. thank god baby is fine. but i am in pain. i felt very sorry to baobei casing him whole night never sleep and next day he got to go to work.baobei i really sorry to make u worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-9085854584334905141</id><published>2009-09-01T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:34:10.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 month le. times really flies.</title><content type='html'>on the 1st sep, baby is already 4 month big le. another 5 month he or she is coming out le. so excitied. but this few day i wonder what went wrong in me? mood swing or what, don't feel like eating anything at all, feeling tired easily. i can really feel baby turning or kicking real hard inside mi. i feel cramps at the hip and legs. so painful till one moring i was unable to wake up and make breakfast for baobei and his sis. but i still climb up in pain and make for him to eat. but his sis comment on alot of thing. which i am very unhappy with. but beacase she is my baobei sis i got to bear with it. i really hope that baby can be born healthly and grow up happly.i love my hubby and baby alot. they are my everything. i willing to give up everything including my life for them. muackz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-9085854584334905141?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/9085854584334905141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=9085854584334905141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wedding</title><content type='html'>today is the 1st month full month of wedding.i was wondering. why i suddenly feel so moody and don feel like doing anything. everyone got a job. but not me. try so applying so many job and none reply. got thing of giving up and stay at home study well and get good result. but i also scare that bao bei got to work extra hard.alot of thing wanted to do. but no one accompany mi to do.everyday lunch got to cook for myself. hate it so much. look for someone to accompany mi lunch also hard. i wonder wat am i doing and wat i can do. go out got to spent money stat home all alone.. i can feel that baobei really love mi and baby. everything he do is for mi and baby. i am so touch. but i see him working so hard. i feel very heart pain. bao bei i really love u.. happy 1st month wedding anniversary..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1382377647556160824</id><published>2009-08-16T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:00:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going one month of marriage..</title><content type='html'>first few month of marriage suppose to be wonderful and sweet. this doesn't apply to my wedding at all, i don't feel sweet and wonderful at all in fact i felt lonely and and like a bird which is lock in the cage. no where i can go but staying at home "RESTING" and doing all the housework. baobei and mother expect mi to do all housework and go no where but staying at home. i know they worry for mi but all i want is to be like last time. where i go no one control. i felt tt i am like a pet got to wait for baobei free then i get the chance to go out. baobei busy all day all time 24hr a day 7 days a week 4 week a month. all he do was to work come home accompany his mother and do his homework and then sleep. hardly ask mi what i have done the whole day and what i really want to do. he only knows how to accompany his family. ask him to go over to my side for the family together with mi. he always push away or find excuse not to go. since tt day we got marry till now he have not gone home with mi to see my family or spent time with my family. spenting time with my family is a waste of time to him. only spenting time with his family is not waste of time. i miss my family so much. but who will understand. not even the person who i call baobei knows. all he know is tt i marry over to his family and i cannot go back to my family and be with them. some time i really think this marry is not want i really want.we get marry cas i have a baby in mi we are force to get marry. how stupid i am to believe that i will feel happy when i get married.now i kown why so many people in singapore don want to get marry and tie down. cas marrying in to a family who husband only listen to his mother but not u and only want to accompany his side of his family but not ur side of family and expcet u to do the same thing is like a hell to u. its like cutting everything or taking everything away from u suddenly after u had spent 20 plus years of ur life with them away. who will understand how i feel? no one. who i can tell? tell baobei? no way. tell mummy and daddy or da jie? no way. they will worry. i don want them to get worry but wat elas can i do but to bottle everything in my heart and not letting anyone know about it.using baby products which mother fren grandchildren used make mi feel tt my baby is like a rubbish collector. i know they want to save money. but not till the limit tt baby pram also got to use other pple use before one then give to my baby use.even the container which contain milk powder one also use other pple use before one. bed also high chair also. is it like rubbish collector. other pple give birth i also give birth. other pplr baby can have brand new things, why cant my baby have too. just cas his or her mummy is useless and cannot get a job to earn money and provide him or her with good stuff and life. i am a useless mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1382377647556160824?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1382377647556160824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1382377647556160824' title='0 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7496214637736322882</id><published>2009-08-16T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:01:15.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how i felt</title><content type='html'>first few month of marriage suppose to be wonderful and sweet. this doesn't apply to my wedding at all, i don't feel sweet and wonderful at all in fact i felt lonely and and like a bird which is lock in the cage. no where i can go but staying at home "RESTING" and doing all the housework. baobei and mother expect mi to do all housework and go no where but staying at home. i know they worry for mi but all i want is to be like last time. where i go no one control. i felt tt i am like a pet got to wait for baobei free then i get the chance to go out. baobei busy all day all time 24hr a day 7 days a week 4 week a month. all he do was to work come home accompany his mother and do his homework and then sleep. hardly ask mi what i have done the whole day and what i really want to do. he only knows how to accompany his family. ask him to go over to my side for the family together with mi. he always push away or find excuse not to go. since tt day we got marry till now he have not gone home with mi to see my family or spent time with my family. spenting time with my family is a waste of time to him. only spenting time with his family is not waste of time. i miss my family so much. but who will understand. not even the person who i call baobei knows. all he know is tt i marry over to his family and i cannot go back to my family and be with them. some time i really think this marry is not want i really want.we get marry cas i have a baby in mi we are force to get marry. how stupid i am to believe that i will feel happy when i get married.now i kown why so many people in singapore don want to get marry and tie down. cas marrying in to a family who husband only listen to his mother but not u and only want to accompany his side of his family but not ur side of family and expcet u to do the same thing is like a hell to u. its like cutting everything or taking everything away from u suddenly after u had spent 20 plus years of ur life with them away. who will understand how i feel? no one. who i can tell? tell baobei? no way. tell mummy and daddy or da jie? no way. they will worry. i don want them to get worry but wat elas can i do but to bottle everything in my heart and not letting anyone know about it.using baby products which mother fren grandchildren used make mi feel tt my baby is like a rubbish collector. i know they want to save money. but not till the limit tt baby pram also got to use other pple use before one then give to my baby use.even the container which contain milk powder one also use other pple use before one. bed also high chair also. is it like rubbish collector. other pple give birth i also give birth. other pplr baby can have brand new things, why cant my baby have too. just cas his or her mummy is useless and cannot get a job to earn money and provide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7496214637736322882?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7496214637736322882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7496214637736322882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7496214637736322882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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But seemed like this doesnt happen to everybody. Suddenly i felt a bit lost, all i know is to go wrk, den go sch, come back do assignment. I got the urge to quit sch, but i already paid so much, i cant afford to throw the money awy, thus i got study hard. Then every night study til so late, i already really very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that marriage life is very sweet, but i dont feel it this way. I have no idea is because of this society or what. There is so many things to worry about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baobei having a baby inside is not easy, thus i cant expect too much from her also. The most worrying matter is i afraid that she cannot communicate well with my mum. Both of them have their own expectation. All i can do is to do it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is public holiday, i went to wrk, my sister went to chalet, baobei go home, my mum was alone at home, wanted to tidy house but no one at home. In the end she will be planning to go out also. Maybe after some time, i shall stop going back to office on weekend le... Hoped to get my degree faster and HOPE FOR PROMOTION (which i dun tink so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this family so much that i willing to sacrified everything for it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3393800696331128407?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3393800696331128407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=3393800696331128407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3393800696331128407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3393800696331128407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/08/marriage-life.html' title='Marriage life....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6455448058655406941</id><published>2009-08-05T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:15:21.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 day after marry</title><content type='html'>today is the 12th day after our wedding.at first i was still not use to the married life as i am not living with my family anymore.this few day my hubby has been working da and night.after work come back he do his homework.saying that accompany mi but he is doing his work leaving mi alone to watch tv behind him.i got fired and everyday alone at home doing nothing till my mother in law come back. i a bit scare of her as she cook alot of food and all are oily and salty food.last time if i don hav baby i will eat more.but cas of baby i cannot eat now.hubby say that he will tell my mother in law.but i scare that she will get angry.i think she expect mi to do all the housework and cook every meal.all this make mi feel very tiring. but my hubby don understand. still want mi to go look for job.i know he want mi to work as he scare that he might not be able to support this family.i try calling alot of company but every one say don want to hire a woman with baby. i feel so sad and disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6455448058655406941?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8461669529953265493</id><published>2009-07-22T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:53:20.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are getting marry!!!!</title><content type='html'>after a long time, we finally get marry le. quite a few busy week. many thing to do and money going out like drinking water. many thing happend. happy and sad. but anyway i love my hubby forever and willing to do anything for him.soon we will have a new member to the family le.even though is very xin ku. i love u hubby. muackz muackz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8461669529953265493?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4693390771788801813</id><published>2009-05-28T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:05:23.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studies...</title><content type='html'>Bao bei and me starting our studies soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She be taking PT class for her CAT starting 6 jul and me starting 21 july. My classes will be tues, thurs and friday... she only got classes on tues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days i already occupied, plus cfm got 1 or 2 days got to OT as routine, left 2 days to meet baobei, i cant imagine wad will happen to her.. Perhaps she got not enough security, but all my time is occupied by family, her, studies and work, definitely wun get involved into other ppl... sometime i got to reject my fren for gathering cuz accompany baobei,scare she angry and blah blah blah... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun dare to see wad will happen during our studies, but lucky my studies only 1 year... got to complete with flying colours~~ Ti Gong bo bi bo bi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4693390771788801813?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4693390771788801813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4693390771788801813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4693390771788801813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4693390771788801813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/05/studies.html' title='Studies...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6584753450197369341</id><published>2009-05-03T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:51:11.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life went on...</title><content type='html'>These few months there is a lot of things happened. Mostly is unhappy matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got quite a number of good and bad things coming up...&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking IPT soon before my birthday as i need to empty all my slot of next one year.&lt;br /&gt;Why i take IPT? Cuz i have registered to go for further studies which will be distant learning starting july.&lt;br /&gt;My brother finally getting married this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These events occupied a lot for my year 2009/2010. Hoped there is not more sadness in us....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6584753450197369341?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6584753450197369341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6584753450197369341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6584753450197369341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6584753450197369341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-went-on.html' title='Life went on...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8965299266297816751</id><published>2009-03-29T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:05:14.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling a bit lost and empty.</title><content type='html'>on tuesady 24th of march, i woke up and received a call for baobei telling me that he had to go back to malaysia asap as his grandma had just passed away. i was shock  upon knowing this. wondering whether can i go back malaysia with baobei to pay gramdma a last respect. but mummy daddy don't allow me to go back with him because they say to many days le. sian. like this i cannot go back le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pack my bag for my swim and went to meet baobei.he left singapore at 2 plus in the afternoon. leaving me behind lost and empty. don't know what i suppose to do. not in the mood of doing anything and everything. can't sleep at night. turn the string till my finger bleed also can't sleep.missed baobei so much. but i know i cannot blame him for leaving mi behind. because no one want this kind of thing to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand how it feel to lost someone who you loved so much. baobei must be very heart broken and sad. i feel sad to see him like this. all i can do is to be by his side and support him whenever he needs mi. even though i kown i might be a trouble maker. but i will try my best.. baobei i miss you so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8965299266297816751?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8965299266297816751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8965299266297816751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8965299266297816751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8965299266297816751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-bit-lost-and-empty.html' title='feeling a bit lost and empty.'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4703384330457822869</id><published>2009-03-17T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:24:41.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Situation.....</title><content type='html'>Due to my failure in my IPPT, i being enrolled into RT(Remedial Training). It certainly sucks... Tues, Thurs and Sun training... Im so sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baobei found a job as admin exec, so happy for her. She have stepped out into the society for the first time. Hoped she can excel in her career and to do the best whatever she can. Hoped her effort will be recognised..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4703384330457822869?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4703384330457822869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4703384330457822869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4703384330457822869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4703384330457822869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/03/situation.html' title='Situation.....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6618366089530534885</id><published>2009-03-12T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:22:00.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first step(first day of work)</title><content type='html'>today was my first day of work. last night i was still having fear of going to work. i was so scare that whatever i eat, i feel like vomiting it out.da jie try to make me eat something and she went to buy the foss wrap in the seaweed.i eat some of it and feel much better. when to bed at 12am.woke up at 6am, worried that i will be late for work.took the 6.30am bus and reach work place at 7.30am!way too early for work le.so i sat at the bus stop and had my breakfast.till 8.07am then i enter the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got to clean our table everyday morning when we report to work.i sat at the front whereby once u open the door you are able to see me.i sat there and waited for my boss to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss came and call me in to his room and explain the company internal control and system and told me who is who.then he show me who will be guiding and coaching me for the the next 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working there is quite stressful.you can only hear phone ringing, people typing and people walking up and down,in and out.i found out that they really report on the dot.8.30am start work they report on the dot.6pm off work they really 6pm sharp go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left office at 6.15pm.took bus 100, there are alot of people on the bus.thought that after i change bus 45 got place to seat.end up standing all the way home.so tiring. well this is my first day off work.tomorrow will be another new day.who know what will happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6618366089530534885?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6618366089530534885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6618366089530534885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6618366089530534885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6618366089530534885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-stepfirst-day-of-work.html' title='my first step(first day of work)'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7961805200708030662</id><published>2009-02-16T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T07:40:13.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day 2009</title><content type='html'>14 Feb 09 is our 3rd Valentine day celebrated together as well as our 3.5 years together. I bought a pair of rabbit miffy set and a box of chocolate for baobei. I decided not to get rose/flower for baobei cuz she dunno how to take care of flower. I dun want to murder innocent flower. haha. Joking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked breakfast for baobei. Scrambled cheese egg, cheese french toast and salmon. After lunch, we went to marina square to watch "Wedding Game". It was more nicer than "Love matters" and better than what i expected. But its kinda wierd to watch christopher lee and fann wong on cinema screen while i always see them on tv at home. After that we go to suntec walk around. I played a game of archery, kinda bad aiming. We went to Shin Kushiya for dinner. As there wasnt any valentine day set menu, we ordered ala carte instead. I ordered Oyaki don, cold soba, sashimi set, yakitori set. Spent about 100++ while other tables beside me only eat less than 80. Perhaps im a very big eater.. As usual, dunno is we suay or wad. Their cashier POS was down, same as last year when we had our dinner at "Bungolow"(Closed down already). Waited for quite some time before we left the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to go, we went to my home as my house got guest and relative around for gathering.. A ordinary valentine day for us, but at least a happy one. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7961805200708030662?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7961805200708030662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7961805200708030662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7961805200708030662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7961805200708030662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-day-2009.html' title='Valentine Day 2009'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8718035726845543233</id><published>2009-01-21T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:54:24.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2009</title><content type='html'>Chinese new year coming soon. Once again, i going back to malaysia without baobei due to her parents.&lt;br /&gt;Well, in order to have a good luck for the new year. There is a lot of things i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;1) Clear all my bills (Not nice to owe ppl money over the new year)&lt;br /&gt;2) Buy CNY goodies (I tink i got bought some already, egg roll and almond cookies)&lt;br /&gt;3) Plan to go where for Pai Nian (To take more ang bao)&lt;br /&gt;4) Pack my new year clothes and to pair up my tops and bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;5) Buy some accessories (Wanted to buy small gold chain, but maybe got to give up the idea, wallet got a lobang liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered anyone got owe me money... Need to collect back so they can have a better luck.. See i so good. considerate for other ppl... (Hoped i not lying to myself). haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to all!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8718035726845543233?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8718035726845543233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8718035726845543233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8718035726845543233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8718035726845543233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/01/detest-hate-or-irritated.html' title='CNY 2009'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1898355347184567738</id><published>2009-01-04T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T05:36:50.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 tiring and enjoyable day of my life</title><content type='html'>On the 31st dec, the last day of 2008. As usual, bao bei and i got to work. bao bei end work at 3pm just the same time as mi. I meet bao bei at NUH because er gu gu was admitted to hospital so we went down to pay her a visit. After that we took a taxi home to bath and rest.After that we went to meet joanne at orchard to look for my birthday cake. We walk to taka to look for my birthday cake.And we grab some finger food as we are very hungry but end up we eating alot and we were so full that we have no more space for dinner later on. We shop around while waiting for da jie and uncle to come and meet us as they went in to Malaysia to buy da jie story book. I ask uncle to help mi buy my Singapore true ghost stories book 17 and 18. But he only manage to buy book 17. I am happy enough. So when they finally reach.We went to heeren de N.Y.D.C to have our dinner. We wanted to sit in at the open space but the weather at that moment was very warm. So we went walking up to level 5 to take a look.As we went up to level 2, we passed by balcony and we wonder whether what uncle wearing can go in ant. Just nice a waiter who just came back from toilet passed by.And bao bei stop him and say "Excuse me, this kind of out fit can go in?", we all laugh as uncle is wearing a t-shirt with a big hole on his right shoulder and a short and slipper. finally we decided to have our dinner at the air-condition area. We order our dinner and bought a orea cheese cake from there. We slowly eat our dinner till 10.30pm. Then we went to orchard de happy world to sing. we started to sing at 11pm and sing till 3am. we were so high. we sing and dance like crazy while waiting for ah gan to join us after work. then we cut cake. we could not finish the cake as we all are very full.After that we went balcony to drink till 5am then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of new year,Me and Bao bei sleep till 12pm then meet at 1pm at his home MRT as we meeting his family side the cousin for lunch at plaza sing de Ajisen. After the lunch we went to arcard to play till 4pm. Then we went to play bowling at ah hood road. we paly till 7 plus till 8pm. Then went to eat dinner and went home. we had alot of fun and talk alot during dinner. I went to bao bei house to bath. we took taxi home and play mahjong till 2am plus. then bao bei and uncle went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of new year which is my birthday. So happy. morning i went breakfast with mummy and da jie then after that bao bei meet us at the market and accompany mi home and bath and we went to orchard to have our lunch at whisk the place where i work. after that we went shopping till 7.30pm then we went seargoon center to have dinner, this dinner very expensive. it cost mi $141.89. after that we went amk hub to play board game till 11plus then all went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very tiring for mi and bao bei. we spent alot of money and i guess we put on alot of weight too. must go exercise le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bao bei thanks for giving mi a wonderful 20th brithday celebration. love u and miss u always.muackz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1898355347184567738?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1898355347184567738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1898355347184567738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1898355347184567738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1898355347184567738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-tiring-and-enjoyable-day-of-my-life.html' title='3 tiring and enjoyable day of my life'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1134316224099779765</id><published>2008-12-11T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:38:40.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season is coming</title><content type='html'>Never update for quite some time already. This coming weekend will be our anniversary. We are going to zoo zoo zoo... how about u u u.... lolx. Amazingly.. I had never go to zoo for around 10 years? haha. Til now, i haven got a chance to eat breakfast with "ah meng". Well, he is gone for good now. Taking over him will be "ang bao" if i not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas and new year is coming... as well as baobei birthday... haha. gonna spend a bomb this month... Gonna crack my brain on thinking where to bring baobei for birthday.. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1134316224099779765?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1134316224099779765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1134316224099779765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1134316224099779765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1134316224099779765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-is-coming.html' title='Season is coming'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3037412955244845610</id><published>2008-11-13T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:29:24.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our 39th month anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today is our 39th month anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baobei got a job already and started work since yesterday. Hoped she can work happily there and have lesser time to worry about other unnecessary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my whole body aching after the workout day before at california fitness. Having difficulty to sleep also. In the end i slept around 2+am and woke up at 6.15am. In my dream, i have a baby daughter who is sooooooo cuteeeeeeeeeee. haha. i was so happy in my dream and keep playing with my daughter. Guess i think too much already. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3037412955244845610?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3037412955244845610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=3037412955244845610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3037412955244845610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3037412955244845610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-39th-month-anniversary.html' title='our 39th month anniversary'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7160062396413562337</id><published>2008-10-20T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:56:40.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very unhappy moment....</title><content type='html'>Last sunday, i went to baobei's grandma birthday celebration rather than going to peifang's wedding in malaysia. Supposingly it was a happy event, but the arrangement was rather messy, we were separated with her mum and ah gong ah ma. baobei was not happy therefore she vent anger at everyone. Diana at this pt go lecture baobei, this make everyone unhappy. At the end of the dinner, i wanted to send weesing to go take cab, baobei assumed that i throw her there alone, so she vent anger at me. Then diana go lecture her again, she dashed out of the place in anger. I went around the area to find her. We had some quarrel and struggle then her fuo zhu fall off from her hand and broken. We picked up and i saw one of it at the road and wanted to go pick it up, but baobei scold me. Her mum and diana came, things calmed down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to chinapt there to take cab, i wanted to go hm myself so they can go back hm faster, but baobei insisted i take with them. I was quite sian already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i hoped is baobei really can change her temper, if not in future really very hard to get along with everyone. I can take it for now, but if one day i really take it what will happened? I dunno and i dun wish to imagine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7160062396413562337?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7160062396413562337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7160062396413562337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7160062396413562337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7160062396413562337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/10/very-unhappy-moment.html' title='Very unhappy moment....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4944375424576691446</id><published>2008-10-15T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:19:25.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>overtime overtime. work is more impotant than mi?</title><content type='html'>"bao bei today i not meeting you, i will be doing over time till 9plus", this is what i commonly receied from baobei. one of this kind of sms will then leave mi all alone by myself for the rest of my day.this sms is the sms i hate the most. i don't like the feeling of being all alone by myself, doing things all alone,going home alone after meeting you to have dinner and watch movies all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have promise me that you will accompany me but in the end, you break you promies to me again and again. leaving my heart in broken pieces. during the day time you seldom sms me due to the work load,this one i can understand but everynight you after work reach home and wash up, it already 11plus. you called me and then talk on the phone. it not talking at all. you remain silent and playing either your psp or your online game or yur ps2.then you tell me that you very tired want to go sleep ealy. then hand up the call le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how i feel?&lt;br /&gt;do you understandhow i feel?&lt;br /&gt;put yourself in my shoes and think and feel, what if i treat you like this, will you be happy? will you like it? will you understand how i feel? i wonder....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4944375424576691446?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4944375424576691446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4944375424576691446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4944375424576691446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4944375424576691446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/10/overtime-overtime-work-is-more-impotant.html' title='overtime overtime. work is more impotant than mi?'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4412180206885639126</id><published>2008-10-13T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:03:17.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor us</title><content type='html'>Living in a world-class economy but getting 3rd class salary worker like us is very poor thing. I so sian lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month wanted to save money but ended up spending it due to some reasons. Her mum, dad, ah ma and ah gong birthday present. So many things need to buy. She now not working, also got problem. Her parents dont really give her enough pocket money when they said they gave her. So no choice. Need to buy this buy that. She cannot afford so i have to fork out some also. She so ke lian. Its not her fault also. Perhaps.... haiz... really dun understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i cannot save much money for my studies and my stuffs... haiz.. forget it ba... Hoped her sibling can graduate and start wrking so that they can earn their own money and stop borrowing from baobei without returning. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4412180206885639126?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4412180206885639126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4412180206885639126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4412180206885639126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4412180206885639126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/10/poor-us.html' title='Poor us'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-90208367768953418</id><published>2008-10-05T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:15:47.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today... if....</title><content type='html'>Today supposed to be the day where i going to Australia for reservist. But luckily, everything was cancelled. I had tried to defer but was rejected. I wondered how will it be if i was really sent for reservist. Anyway, i should count myself lucky that i can stay. Next year probably there will be another oversea ICT. Haiz. Dont think too much for now, i still got IPPT/RT to worry about. sian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-90208367768953418?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/90208367768953418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=90208367768953418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/90208367768953418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/90208367768953418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-if.html' title='Today... if....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8777300569048310326</id><published>2008-10-05T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:51:55.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our first holiday</title><content type='html'>on the 28th sept,i woke up early in the morning as i could not sleep. i was too excited about the holiday we going to have.mi and Bao bei will be going to harris for a 4days 3nights holiday to relax our mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i meet baobei at 10am at seangoon mrt as he went to have breakfast with his mother before leaving for holiday. i was worry that we are unable to catch the freey till baobei told mi that the ferry is at 12pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching harbour front mrt. we have chat alot on the train. when we reached harbour front. we went to check in for our ferry and baobei accompany mi to go and had my breakfast. not knowing what to have for my breakfast.we end up having mac for breakfast but we are too late as we went there after 11pm. breakfast over. so we had nuggets for breakfast. after that we went in to board our ferry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the ferry there are not much people going to batam or harris. mi and baobei quickly found our seat.it was quite scary when the ferry leave then jetty.we watch mr bean on the ferry. baobei and i laugh while waiting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took about 1 hr to reach batam center.we stop by there for a while and headed to harris. getting off the ferry was another scary encounter. my legs feel so weak. we took a mini van to the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people there are very friendly.we were welcome by a bunch of people. we are serve with a glass of bandong and a cold cloth to wipe our hand and face. you hardly experience this in any resort or hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we had check in, we went up to our room, we are surprised as it was a big room with a very big bed and you could see the sea from our room. it also come with a big bath tub.i was so happy, i quickly took a bath. stuck in the toilet till baobei scold mi. asking me to hurry up. we went down to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to take a look at their bowling alley. to my horror,you won't want to play there if u have Long finger nails.you can't see the shine on the lane and their house ball there are alot of cracks on it. not worth breaking or cutting your nails for such games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after walking around we deiced to had our lunch around 3plus. i had steam fish with yellow sauce and boabei had chicken with mushroom,that is what he like the most. we went back to our room and rest after lunch. we stay in our room and watch tv. there are alot of channel, they even have channel 5 &amp; 8 &amp; U, Singapore channel they all have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watch till dinner time and decided to have our dinner at the same cafe we had our lunch that afternoon.after that we went to their so call pub and had a drink.they are showing F1. so bao bei and i went in. it was quite romantic and nice. baobei had beer and i had a small cup of orea ice bend(S$5.50)( size of a kid drink in mac). that was really expensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went back to our room and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second day of our holiday,we woke up at 7am and went for breakfast buffet and wait for our tour guide to come which is around 10.30am(Singapore time). we were surprise as there s only baobei and mi in this tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took us to two temple to pray and two polo shops which baobei love the most and i hate it the most and took two shop which sell their local product after that he brought us to have our lunch. this is what i have been looking forward to since the beginning of the holiday. but soon i regret as there were really too much food for the both of us. there are 6 dishes and 1 soup. we ask the tour glide to join as as there are really too much food. they say they can't as it is the rules of their company.well then we carry on with our tour after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the polo shop and after that we went for our message. baobei very brave. the took up the traditional Thai style body message and i took a leg message(both is 1 and1/2 hours).it was quite comfortable but a bit painful too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went shopping. it was quite boring as the tour guide follow us.wanting to shop for clothes but the tour guide is around making mi feel uneasy. so didn't buy alot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to buy A&amp;W for dinner as we think that eating at the re sort's cafe is too expensive. it is standard to give at lest S$2 for a tip for the tour guide and the driver. we gave S$6 to them as the service is really very good. but the tour guide gave all to the driver as the driver was not feeling well. we feel bad about it as the tour guide did not have any tip so we gave him another S$2 to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw the promotions at the lobby that the resort is having a pool side BBQ buffet. each person S$30. it is very expensive but baobei want to try. so we went for it. it is very romantic and dark as they did not on the light. you hardly can see what you are eating. too bad we did not manage to get the bed which is at the side of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a cat.we feed it with the food we had left over.baobei enjoy feed it and soon start to like that cat. he say it is like the chi's sweet home that cat. i am happy to see him smile.after that we went for foot message. it really want our life. it was so so painful. we went back to our room after that to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we had morning swim at 7am. we thought the water will be very cold as it had just stop rainning. but to our surprise, the water is warm.i never see baobei enjoy swimming so much before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday was too long to type out le.i will stop at day 3. hehe. but overall, this holiday is a wonderful one. i really enjoy myself and i am very happy that baobei really enjoy himself there. we will miss there and we decided to go back ther next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baobei thanks for the holiday. i realy enjoy it very much.love you and miss you always.muackz.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8777300569048310326?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1147454409945591999</id><published>2008-09-15T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:48:17.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Trip and SwingKPE walk</title><content type='html'>Last saturday, baobei and me went into JB to go walk walk and shopping. We reach City Square around 4+pm. The shopping centre there looks almost like singapore's. Even the shops there also resemble like those in singapore, example like giodano, starbucks, bossini and etc... We walked around the shopping centre... and went into Popular bookstore. The True Singapore Ghost Story there is somehow cheaper than singapore, baobei wanted to come back again next time to buy all the books. There also got Popeye(Fast food located in Changi Airport), but they spelled as Popeyee... The Biscuit somehow taste and looks a bit different, but the chicken is very nice. We walked around til around evening time, we bought some mooncakes and tibits. Wanted to go out to other places for dinner, but baobei see the road and traffic there, she also scare. No choice, in the end we eat at Kim Gary HK Restaurant. She like the soup there, cuz got her "da bai cai" and taste like tomato soup. Guessed she really like to go there, except for the traffic and people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, we woke up at 6am to wash up and go for the SwingKPE walk. We went down for breakfast with my mum together with the rest of the CC ppl. We board the bus around 7 and we reach the venue in less than 15 mins. It was so crowded there, and the crowds is very poorly organised. More than 10k ppl there, probably around 15k. We stand there and wait and wait for more than 1 hour before the walk start. Inside the tunnel, very stuffy and warm, air ventilation is quite bad even though the government said they using the latest technology and all the blah blah.. 12km length of tunnel is longest in the world?? For this i have no idea, but who cares? Inside the tunnel, everyone need to walk with lantern on to break world record for longest lantern parade... Baobei and me using brisk walk, but looks like my mum can walk faster than me, no matter how fast we walk, my mum always in front of us... -_- Upon reaching the ending point, we saw ambulance coming out, guess someone KO there. After passing by the ending point, everyone rushed to collect the goodies bag... Truely singapore with kiasu action, everyone squeezing here and there and all the rubbish and ugly side of singaporean came out. So hard to get our goodies bag. After all the struggles and grindering, we finally got ours and we go to toilet. Then got some kind of event, for those children, they can get to sit on lambogini and lotus sports car. OMG... so envy them. Our bus got corked up and we waited there for nearly 2 hours before we can go back. Too tired to eat, i asked my mum help me da bao food home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 3 days "event" really tired us out... Need to rest for 1 month also might not be enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1147454409945591999?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1147454409945591999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1147454409945591999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1147454409945591999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1147454409945591999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysia-trip-and-swingkpe-walk.html' title='Malaysia Trip and SwingKPE walk'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-2802629203646747402</id><published>2008-08-31T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:42:53.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi making...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, baobei and me meet up early to eat macdonald breakfast. Then we went to NTUC to buy ingredients for sushi. We took bus home as taxi stand too many ppl cuz raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start cooking rice and chopping the hot dog, crabmeat, cucumber and my fav sashimi salmon.. =D~ While waiting for the rice to be cook, we do some housework and packing. Rice was done and baobei start to pour the vinegar inside. After rice was cool down, we start doing sushi. Baobei use the seaweed to wrap and cut while me use sashimi to make the sushi. haha. The rice keep sticking onto my hand and i cannot squeeze a proper shape therefore some big some small. First pot of rice finished and we start cooking 2nd pot. This time round i smarter, i use plastic hand glove and make sushi, lucky the rice never stick onto my hand and i able to make a nicer looking one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we still got some rice and ingredients left, so i make egg soup for the rice to make "mui fan". The soup turned out to be quite good? haha. At least i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done and we went to take a bath before going for badminton(too sticky to go for badminton). We pack the sushi for everyone to eat. haha. First time making quite interesting. Next time we can do better =) So tired =~(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-2802629203646747402?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/2802629203646747402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=2802629203646747402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2802629203646747402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2802629203646747402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/08/sushi-making.html' title='Sushi making...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3518283178241598674</id><published>2008-08-25T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:54:29.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond Ring</title><content type='html'>Today i meet baobei for dinner at AMK hub. We tried a new store opened at the donut master, got sell nasi lemak, chicken rice and fried big chicken chop. I ordered 2 nasi lemak and one big big chicken chop. Quite nice, and price is very reasonable. Think i will be there very often. =) Then we bought coffee bean for drink drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we walked around AMK hub and walked past TAKA jewellery shop. We saw reasonable price  for the diamond ring, so i told baobei i would like to buy one for her as proposal of marriage. She initially think think think, so we go walk around somemore. We go NTUC to buy some biscuit and some food for breakfast. Upon payment, she decided and agreed to my proposal. We went up and chose a ring that she like, we tested it out and take a look at other ring, she finalised and decided to take the diamond ring got heart shape. I paid up and request for alter to the ring. We get the receipt and left the shop. Baobei suddenly hugged me and kissed me for the ring, first time i bought thing for her den she so happy. i felt so delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i want to send baobei home, we saw her mummy. So we accompanied her for dinner. She told her mum is engagement ring, her dad a bit happy. well, we have decided to go Harris Resort for holiday. haha. looking forward....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently feeling: =)&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: -&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11:54PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3518283178241598674?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3518283178241598674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=3518283178241598674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3518283178241598674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3518283178241598674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/08/diamond-ring.html' title='Diamond Ring'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1978292253605552676</id><published>2008-08-14T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T02:16:16.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our 3rd year anniversary</title><content type='html'>On the 14th august 2005, that was the day i remember that you gave me a kiss on my face when we were in the lift and hug me outside the bugis arcade.That was really very weet of you.ANd that is how we began our love jouney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long and tought time for the both of us.We had been through lots of quarrels but we also has alot of fun times together too.I felt so lucky, safe and secure when with you arround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you make me cry from the my school bus stop till my house toilet and spoiled my day. I still eventually forgive you and went to meet you.we had sushi for dinner and after that we when to watch "money not enough 2" it was a touching show. Very touching till i cried while watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were having our dinner. I was so glad to see the facial expression on your face when u receive the present i gave you. you might think that it is only two piece of normal paper. but you are wrong. i put in alot of effort to made it. hopping that you will like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year anniversary is very short. but it is ok. we still have many many more to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bao Bei Lao Gong, i wan you to know that my love for you will never change. i'm still the same old me who love you with all my hearts and souls no matter what happen. baobei wo ai ni....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1978292253605552676?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1978292253605552676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1978292253605552676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1978292253605552676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1978292253605552676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-3rd-year-anniversary.html' title='our 3rd year anniversary'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3220536937566733262</id><published>2008-08-07T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:51:39.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mummy</title><content type='html'>Last night went to tiong bahru plaza watch "The Mummy" by Jet li. The show is rather interesting... probably will give 4/5... Inside the show, it consisted of excitment as well as laughter. Got a part in the show where the cow puked while taking air plane. baobei was so happy upon seeing the cow in the show. haha. very fluffy one... cute leh... i realised that i also influenced by baobei, now i also like cow. =s moo~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3220536937566733262?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3220536937566733262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=3220536937566733262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3220536937566733262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3220536937566733262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/08/mummy.html' title='The mummy'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8837932909098128701</id><published>2008-08-04T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:01:31.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarrel and quarrel again...</title><content type='html'>Haiz. Last night, baobei and her siblings quarreled again. All because of cheryl quah. All same surname, but lines have to be drawn between them. A little bit of things must also quarrel, every now and then, i been hearing quarrel and quarrel... Last night quarrel til diana faint. In the middle of the night also want to quarrel... i seriously dunno what to do about it... Why just can't everyone have peace? I damn tired of this already.&lt;br /&gt;Baobei always scold me for being a sleepy log, only know how to sleep. I have to wake up everyday at 6+am, work til night, slp at 12midnight. weekend cannot sleep too long cuz she will angry.. everyday i see my black eye ring getting darker and darker... My fever i think coming back le.. Last night i seriously like going to die already, but .... aiya, dun feel like saying le...&lt;br /&gt;I only want to pray hard... PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!! I want peace for everyone!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8837932909098128701?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8837932909098128701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8837932909098128701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8837932909098128701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8837932909098128701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/08/quarrel-and-quarrel-again.html' title='Quarrel and quarrel again...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8785164075805795154</id><published>2008-07-22T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:53:07.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling aparts</title><content type='html'>The relationship between baobei and me began to fall aparts last night. I was on phone with her til around 11 when i ask her to stop what she is doing and to go to bed. But she keep dragging and dragging... Just to convert video for PSP or wad. So i scolded her for wasting resting time on this unnecessary stuff... Thats when we started to quarrel, and i am being lectured by her. Perhaps its my fault for shouting... She assumed that i vent my anger at her as my sister is not back and my mum is worried... But i was angry because she keep doing her things and never listen to my words... She started to compare again.. Then she pull everything to shoot me... I really dunno what to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quarrel started to get serious when cheryl ask her to lower her volume... then she started to threaten to commit suicide. Whole family was alarmed and i have overheard the conversation what brenda told them. I guess this incident have costed my relationship with her family to turned sour... I sms-ed her to give her time to cool down.. and i tried to called her mum, but was being hanged up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears started to fall and i couldn't get to sleep.. Is this the end? I have no face to face her family already.. or rather to say i'm now being condemned by her family now ba... 2 years and 23 months... All my fault....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8785164075805795154?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8785164075805795154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8785164075805795154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8785164075805795154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8785164075805795154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/07/falling-aparts.html' title='Falling aparts'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6451270146404628914</id><published>2008-07-20T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:57:55.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5t9g9ENO9-4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5t9g9ENO9-4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6451270146404628914?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6451270146404628914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6451270146404628914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6451270146404628914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6451270146404628914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8356668839689641828</id><published>2008-07-10T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:39:12.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice chocolate bread</title><content type='html'>baobei, despite we have so many arguements... seeing the bread u made for me, i really appriciated it... Although u asked me to throw awy, i really dont bear to do it... I had it for lunch today and its really nice... Thank you for everything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8356668839689641828?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8356668839689641828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8356668839689641828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8356668839689641828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8356668839689641828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/07/nice-chocolate-bread.html' title='Nice chocolate bread'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-2529883260192687851</id><published>2008-07-10T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:09:41.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things turned sour</title><content type='html'>The relationship btw me and baobei getting very sour. Maybe i'm not a good bf. A lot of things i really dun understand. My colleagues regardless whether they are married or attached, they have no problems maintaining their relationship even they always work overtime almost everyday, but i always got problems whenever i work overtime.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times are beyond my control, its not as if i enjoyed working overtime. I am tired also, i also hoped that i can go home early everyday and have dinner with my mum. I always scare i will neglect baobei, so i will meet her at least 3 days after work for dinner. Even sometime i might need to do OT, but i always finish my things fast and meet her for dinner. Now my group is really short of manpower, its hard to avoid doing OT. This is my career, i cannot just say that i cannot do OT everyday, then what is the point of recruiting me? I only hoped baobei can understand this point.&lt;br /&gt;Baobei always said i neglect her, i dunno what is the meaning of neglecting her sometime. 1 week 7 days, i will meet her at least 5 days. Meet her near her house, but she always late. Call her phone also never pick up one. I already tried my best to give her all the care and concern. Last night went all the way to her house after my OT around 10.30pm, she still give me black face for telling her that i got to OT tml. Haiz... I dunno what i can do to satisfy her. I'm only a liar in her mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently feeling: Tiring and sian&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:...........&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12:11pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-2529883260192687851?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/2529883260192687851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=2529883260192687851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2529883260192687851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2529883260192687851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-turned-sour.html' title='Things turned sour'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1884312586934225311</id><published>2008-07-10T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:53:29.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it all a lie</title><content type='html'>10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; 2008, i came to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;relise&lt;/span&gt; that it is a dream and a lie after all. i have been a fool for 35 months. i trusted him so much, but again and again he lied to me, breaking his promises to me once again. last night i had plan to cook dinner for him as i see him not having his meal because he wan to save money. so on the next day, which is today, i woke up at 6am to get ready to go school as i meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;caroline&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast before we have our exam.Took my medicine and felt so sleepy and tired. Didn't went for extra lessonwhich is from 2pm to 6pm as i cannot take it. I have been coughing and LS non stop. so i went home.thought that i could rest but in the end i spent my time thinking of what to cook &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; him to eat and scare that i cooked this and he don't like it. In the end i decided to make something special for him. I decided to give baking a try. so me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;amk&lt;/span&gt; hub &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ntuc&lt;/span&gt; to buy the things we need. by the time we got the things we need, it is already 7 plus going to 8pm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;.i din't even have time to eat my dinner and medicine as i was so worry that i could not make it in time. end up finish baking at around 10.30pm. he called and we chat on the phone for a while as he took a taxi to my house to collect the bread. what really made mi angry and heart broken is that the first thing he tell mi or ask me for the whole day is not about my health or what. it that he tomorrow want to overtime cannot meet mi. he had totally forgotten that he had promise mi that we will go bowling on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night. I got angry and when he came and take the bread i gave him black face. he took the ugly and hard like hell the bread home. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; him tell him to throw it away and we quarrel, i cried in the toilet and while typing all this. he don't even care or know that i am crying.allhe know is he is tired lack of sleep and work work work everyday. this really make mi want to break up and get a someone better. sometime i really wish that i can have a bf who really understand how i feel and know what i really want. i just don't want to do everything all alone by myself. going home alone. walking down the road. heart broken and cry in bed till i fall a sleep. seriously very heart broken. i don't want to be a fool anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1884312586934225311?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1884312586934225311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1884312586934225311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1884312586934225311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1884312586934225311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-all-lie.html' title='it all a lie'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3418556299831782439</id><published>2008-06-26T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T08:12:38.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting trip</title><content type='html'>Last saturday night is our genting trip with baobei, diana, weesing, joanne and walter. We meet up 8.45pm at golden mile complex. Our bus depart around 10.30pm but we need to report half hour earlier. Baobei's parent came to send them off. We check in at konsortium and we was told that we have a free upgrade of bus to genting. from royal VIP to snoozer bus. got tv, got comfortable chair. dunno is i suay or not, whole bus got 21 seats, but my seat de tv controller got problem, cannot watch tv and hear song. crap lor. damn sian. baobei offered me her tv but i watched for a while i cannot tahan cuz my neck pain as i need to turn my head to face her tv.&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later, we reach yong peng for stopover. i bought some supper to fill my stomach incase hungry. A while later, we set off to genting. We reached genting around 4am and we realised that we only can check in around 12pm... wtf... ended up we have to "nua" around til that time. We have our "early" breakfast at macdonald there, so expensive lor... While we are resting at the lobby, walter, diana and joanne went to casino. Around 8+am, the rest of us goes to starbuck cafe and drink hot chocolate as the weather is super cold... I was so bored til i ask baobei and weesing to wake up and we go shopping... I bought a jacket at FOS to keep myself warm...&lt;br /&gt;Ard afternoon time, we check into hotel and we start "nua" at room til we decided to go KL instead of theme park cuz its getting late. We took cable car from genting hotel to go down bus terminal. We reached there and all bus tickets sold out, ended up we took cab down KL, the pte cab is so run down, the seat got no sponge and so dusty. We reached KL and it was raining. We wait for weesing and diana as they are in another cab and got down at wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;We wait for rain stop and we walk around the night market at petaling street. Weesing bought a shoes, and its was kinda cheap, den one by one and ended up all of us bought a shoe each. -_- ok la... i bought my adidas shoes for RM45.. so cheap =D We had bak kut teh for dinner and everyone enjoyed the dinner. We took cab back to genting around 10+pm. The moment we back in hotel and everyone get changed to go casino. Weesing and baobei is underage, so we need to hiong them to go inside without being caught. When we all get in already, weesing tio checked and he had to went by all the other 3 entrances, but all failed, so he went back hotel room rest instead. We been playing 3 card poker for whole night, i only win a bit but diana win ard 1.5k. good luck lor... we went back hotel around 3+ 4+ to slp.&lt;br /&gt;Baobei wake me up around 7am to go for breakfast. all of us was so shagged up lor. except baobei, she was so energised... omg... we went to first world cafe for free buffet breakfast... i think i ate quite a lot and drink a lot of milk =s After breakfast, we went back hotel to rest a while til 10+ and we go make those air spray tattoo... i only do one but they do a lot lor... walter was in the room himself cuz he nt going to theme park. Weather was so cooling there and we went to play the ghost train, tea cup and merry go round... blah blah blah... When playing go kart, i was so irritated by the black indian, wanted to trash them but ended up quarrel wif baobei. dun want to mention le... after all these solved... we went for dinner together and meet up with walter go for indoor theme park and shopping and snow world... after one day of fun, we get changed and go back casino... this time round we tried to bring weesing to go genting casino but still kanna, ended up we have to hiong first world de casino again. but he managed to get in by pretending to be joanne's bf. but joanna tio check, luckily she overaged. A while later, the security guard was like looking at weesing, so i sent him back to hotel room then go back. All of us got no luck this time and everyone lost. i was so guilty lor, i lost baobei's money also... so sad... we went back to hotel without walter cuz he wanna chiong all the way.&lt;br /&gt;We wake up kinda late next day... we went for breakfast and do last minute shopping and then check out to go back casino... i managed to win a bit back, but still lost a lot... when we take our luggage, i realised i left my PSP at hotel room, i went back and the room was cleaned up, i asked the housekeeping cleaner and he tell me he nv see in malay. crap lor. confirm he took it le... but i got no evidence. so no choice.... The bus almost left without us and baobei was inside the bus, i was so scared baobei was alone... and she got no fone. luckily baobei help us to stop the bus and we managed to get up... i was being bothered by the loss of psp and baobei was crying.. i felt so guilty cuz the psp is we share money to buy one.. got feeling one lor... haiz... went back home den email the hotel, but no reply from them... guess there goes my psp.... overall this trip... its a really big loss for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3418556299831782439?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3418556299831782439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=3418556299831782439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3418556299831782439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3418556299831782439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/06/genting-trip.html' title='Genting trip'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6918239075135424234</id><published>2008-06-15T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:02:21.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>34th Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Last saturday is our 34th month anniversary. Supposed to go back for OT but got to reject my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet up at J8 for the NETS GSS game for dunno what lucky dip. Won 2 coffee bean and 1 isetan vouchers. ok lah, cannot expect too much. Was hoping to win the $5000 cash vouchers or PS3. After that, we had our lunch at cafe cartel, they are having a promotion for their "Saint Louis Pork Rib". I think 12.90 for the set meal. So long never eat that, kinda full after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to bus interchange to take bus down to Sim Lim Square to make laptop skin for baobei's laptop. We walked around to look for the camera i intended to buy. This year PC show got nothing good deal, perhaps only those HDD or Printers. Other than that, no attractive price at all. When we were at the shop, we wanted to make the skin, but for 18+7(customised skin), $25 for a black/white colour only (which is cow skin), not kinda worth it. So we decided to go back design more colourful but consist of cow de skin den come back make. Then we decided to go back to the first camera shop we went to get the camera. We went back there to try out all the camera for around half hour and i decided to get a Panasonic Lumix DSC-FS3 instead of Fujifilm that i wanted to get long ago. He quoted 299 and free 4gb card, tripod, pouch and screen protector. When we wanted to make payment, he tell me that he will include 7% GST in which is 318++ in total. I was fustrated that he should have quote us the final price when we ask ma. Most shop will mention about the GST when we asked the price but this shop only ask after we decided on which camera, although i was kinda guilty that i troubled that guy to let me test all the camera, but the way he do business i don't like at all. So no choice, i called up the promoter at PC show and check the price that she gave. Its was mentioned 349 with free 2x4gb, pouch, cleaning kit, screen protector plus one more free batt. that guy don't even want to give another batt and he quoted 330 (w/o GST) total with one more batt. but i believe it will cost more than PC show if i get another batt, so i wanted to go back PC show to get it myself cuz i know baobei angry le. She was so fustrated cuz she waited for so long then in the end i want to go PC show buy, but i want to get the more value out of it. She wanted to get the camera as present for me, but she got budget, so i want to help her lower her budget ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i explained to her, she understand and we walk to bugis junction to grab some bite before we go suntec. We walked past the pet lover shop and she was attracted to the black winter white hamster. I have to drag her out then we can go suntec. We walked past a new steamboat shop at shaw tower and we decided to make this place her father day venue. We faster go to PC show and we buy le then faster go for dinner as its was getting late. We had dinner at "jus noodle". Then we take bus 107 home. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6918239075135424234?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6918239075135424234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6918239075135424234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6918239075135424234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6918239075135424234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/06/34th-month-anniversary.html' title='34th Month Anniversary'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7961833851924429372</id><published>2008-06-11T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:30:36.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a month...</title><content type='html'>During this month, many things had happened. study and exam for me to handle, overtime for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt;. It seems to be a very short and fast month for the both of us. We also face many problem during this month. Most of the problem is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;finance&lt;/span&gt; problem. I feel so useless as I'm unable to go out and work to earn money. I got to depend on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; for everything. He seem so stress and work out. I see him like that my heart really breaks and hurt. This month, he had a high fever. Temperature of 39.2 and it took him about 2 week to recover. I look after him and study for my exams and finally he recovered. Finally I can concentrate on my study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. We did not really enjoy this month very much as it is very tiring for him and me. I not only got to take care of him and study, I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; appointment to go. travelling from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;amk&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;queenstown&lt;/span&gt; then to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;simei&lt;/span&gt; is very very tiring for me.But soon me , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;joanne&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;walter&lt;/span&gt; is going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; on the 21st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt; at night. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. So happy, looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7961833851924429372?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7961833851924429372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7961833851924429372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7961833851924429372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7961833851924429372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-month.html' title='what a month...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-2771203027070050844</id><published>2008-05-26T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:12:38.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring and painful month</title><content type='html'>This month is a very tiring and painful month for me and baobei. She got her leg injured and i sick and extract of my wisdom tooth. Hoped that in future there wont be such things happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear baobei is having her exam and her CAT paper is drawing nearer and nearer. She having a lot of problems and trouble with her school work and classmate. I can't help her much, but would wish that she can overcome all obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked for so many months, i think i have bought whatever i need, so far i think i will focus my money on my camera and driving lesson. I dont understand why no matter how much i tried to save but in the end i still cannot save up. My card bill for next mth gonna shoot up a lot cuz i went for dentist and go polyclinic. Talking about polyclinic, previously i almost faint due to ear imbalance, so i went for another check up. So the doctor helped me to wash my right ear, there was a very big ear wax with some cotton on it which is as big as a 20 cent coin. Must be accumulated for years. haha. Now my ear is so shiok and cooling, like a new ear like tat. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoped for a better future for everyone and world peace~ ^_^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-2771203027070050844?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/2771203027070050844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=2771203027070050844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2771203027070050844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2771203027070050844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/05/tiring-and-painful-month.html' title='Tiring and painful month'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4004058367255907129</id><published>2008-05-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:06:55.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my 33th anniversary</title><content type='html'>this month is our 33&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary.well it is one of the most special anniversary. last time anniversary is me who fall sick. this month is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lao&lt;/span&gt; gong fall sick. on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may i fall down and hurt my leg, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; had been taking care of me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;evryday&lt;/span&gt; he had to work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; have to work overtime then after working, he had to rush down to my house to buy my dinner because of my injured leg, cannot walk too much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;everynight&lt;/span&gt; reach home very late then very late then sleep next day very early wake up go work. when he working he got to help his friend to do their job as they are on leave. I can tell and feel that he is very tired. he did all this just want to accompany mi and hope that i wont feel bored.i got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt; for 0&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt; week, and he had been doing it for one week. few days ago, he feel shape pain in his gum and think that this lead the headache he had. yesterday afternoon which is our anniversary he almost faint in his company. then he went to see doctor. doctor say he got infected by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;viurs&lt;/span&gt;. gave him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt;, ask him to rest at home. i took the risk of not completing study my costing. i went to meet him and we had dinner at his house near by the market to had dinner. then we went home and rest. i accompany him till 10 plus, took taxi home and dye my hair because next morning i got exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, which is today, he went to poly clinic to see doctor to write refer letter to dental clinic. so he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;refered&lt;/span&gt; to Singapore General Hospital. he went to see then dental and i went for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;appointement&lt;/span&gt;. then he told me that he pull our his teeth. so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he arrived at the clinic then he cant talk, i see him like this i heart very pain. when we having dinner that time, he watch me eat but he cannot eat then i feel very sad.he did not send mi home at he is having slight fever. he don't allow me to go his house to accompany him. as he worry that later at night it is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;danager&lt;/span&gt; to go home alone. then i told him i can go home myself then he alight at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;toa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;payoh&lt;/span&gt; and took bus home. i went home myself. very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt; because tomorrow not meeting him. and sat he accompany mi check up then will go to his friend's house warming, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; i got to study, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; also. time spent with him is getting lesser and lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; i love ya. hope u will get well soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;muackz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4004058367255907129?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4004058367255907129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4004058367255907129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4004058367255907129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4004058367255907129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-33th-anniversary.html' title='my 33th anniversary'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-797623253112934596</id><published>2008-05-05T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:27:52.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am so touch by you.</title><content type='html'>on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt;, we had book the badminton court for 3 hr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;eraly&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; 8.30am, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; father drove his car and come fetch us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;potong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;paris&lt;/span&gt; to play badminton. we started playing at 9am after our breakfast. i drink some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;HL&lt;/span&gt; milk before playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are playing, my stomach started to have some reaction. want to go boom the toilet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. so i went to the toilet. when i was about to step out of the indoor court. i did not know that there is a step there so i trip over and landed on my right leg. i heard crack crack twice. it was so painful. i hardly and straighten my right ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i rested there for 3 hours. sitting there looking at them play. so sad. want to play also but it is way to painful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. after the game. we went back home to bath. we took about 2 hours to wash up and went down stair to have our lunch, it was about 3 pm. we went to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; doctor first. but his asst say that if we willing to wait for him to come over here , it will take about half an hour. if not we had to go over to their another shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to wait. while we were waiting, we went to the next stall beside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; doctor shop to have our lunch. the lunch was nice. after that, it was my turn to see the doctor. he examine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; and say it might be bone fractured. i was so scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started to pock 3 needles on to my ankle and it was so painful till i scream and cry. i pull &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; shirt and grad so tight on to his hand. this is very stupid as it cost mi $60 just 3 pock of needles and some medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the shop, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; brought mi to another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; doctor at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;amk&lt;/span&gt; ave 6  there. that doctor say cannot do anything first because it has medicine on it already. got to see tomorrow whether is there blue black or it is still that swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went home as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;deborah&lt;/span&gt; and ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt; is coming over to help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; with her project. they study at the living room and i am resting on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; bed. actually wanted to study but after crying so much i felt too tired to study. so i fall a sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; was so caring to me. he was by my side all the way looking after me. helping me up and down. take this take that. i see him like this i am so touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i wake up, he went to buy dinner for me. he is so busy as he got to do the housework and got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;entain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;deborah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; and ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt;. still got to take care of me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; his sis. it is really hard on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time he finish doing the house work, it was 1am going to 2 am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. he still got to wake up at 6.45am to go work. my poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt;. see him like this i felt so bad and heart ache. i blame myself why i cannot take care of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; which is 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may, i wake up at 1 plus. found out that my strawberry season come already. so tired. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; took half day leave just to come over to look after me.he bought me lunch and accompany me do some homework then when it is time to take out the bandage. we found out that my ankle is getting worst and the pain is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to have a quick shower before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; sent me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;kk&lt;/span&gt; hospital. we took a taxi there and they ask us to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;ttsh&lt;/span&gt; as there got doctor who is train for this. then we took a taxi down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;ttsh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; A&amp;amp;E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;waitied&lt;/span&gt; there for about 2 hours to see the doctor. did x-ray and waiting for 1 hour to take medicine. then we went to had our dinner and went home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; accompany mi till 9 plus then he went home. he was very tired as i can tell. i really want to thank him very much and i am very sorry to cause him so much trouble. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; i love you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;muackz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-797623253112934596?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/797623253112934596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=797623253112934596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/797623253112934596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/797623253112934596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-so-touch-by-you.html' title='i am so touch by you.'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-1094923897606735545</id><published>2008-04-28T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:33:06.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of april</title><content type='html'>End of april is drawing near soon. For the past 2 weeks, baobei and me have really got a lot of quarrels. Both of us got kinda bad temper, seemed like a bit shaky in our relationship. Nevertheless, i hoped this kind of thing will not happen soon/again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new Yonex racket cuz my old racket is going "up-lorry" soon. Don't know how long it can last... last sunday i only managed to book for one hour, but this time round we book 3 hrs... omg... somemore is 9am in the morning. Well, its a good form of exercise where we can sweat everything out. haha... must jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently feeling: blues blues blues&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: MMW3 OST&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1:34pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-1094923897606735545?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/1094923897606735545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=1094923897606735545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1094923897606735545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/1094923897606735545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/04/end-of-april.html' title='End of april'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4671315394014256446</id><published>2008-04-13T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:13:39.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, baobei said that she will be having appointment with the dietrician. I was wondering how come the clinic got open on sunday... So i meet baobei 10.30am at alexandra hospital to accompany her for the appointment. When i reached there, they told me that the nurses made a mistake in the appointment, it should be may instead of april. Her mum was so furious and intend to lodge a complaint. So while we are waiting, she is having arguement with the nurses and request to claim for the taxi... after sometime, i think they have come to an agreement.. i dont really have any idea what will be going on, but i dun think its good to ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we walked out of the hospital, we walked to the ABC market and had our lunch there. I only eat peanut paste as i had breakfast with my mum earlier on. Baobei was eating vegetarian mee hoon, kinda surprising for me cuz she dun like to eat vegetarian food. We took bus to orchard after the lunch cuz auntie want to see her new wrking place which is at Orchard OG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got down at meridian and walked over there. Just nice there is FILA promotion sales and i was so "gian" of buying the duffel bag cuz i need one whenever i go oversea. But i have to consider first as i spent my salary already. So i keep thinking while we go walk around the place. Baobei decided to buy the shoe bag for caroline as her birthday approaching. Til then i make up my mind on buying the bag. The cashier give me a redeemtion coupon for a cheap pen and discount coupon for the silver neckleces. So i was just entertaining the redeemtion counter and i just ask baobei if she like it, ended up she told me she like it... at that point of time, i was calculating my budget for the rest of the month... but thinking over it, since its buying for baobei, i think i shall buy for her... even though i spent a lot of money already... I got to do more OT to earn back... The rest of the month den see how ba... I can see her smiling face when she took out a necklece and a bracelet... at then, i am quite consoled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with her parent and we going to separate way.. So we walk around the orchard. From OG to lucky plaza then from taka to far east plaza... I think we reached orchard too early due to the stupid mistake the nurse made, so ended up we had our dinner at 4++pm. We went to the new Japanese fast food restaurant "Mogu Mogu". There is no counter, just a cute waitress teaching us how to use the new ordering machine which is really interested us to give it a try. Baobei order teriyaki chicken rice and i order a kawaii bento. haha. So we find a seat and wait for a while before our number is called out and i go to collect the food. My bento looks really cute like a cat? haha. The serving is not very big, so those big eater sure will not satisfy with the amount of food. But we ate happily and the environment is quite good. Their service is also not bad. We will definitely come back try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating, her dad called me and ask us if we have any credit which got discount at any cinema cuz they wanted to watch 3 kingdom. I do not have any cuz pay too low... cannot apply. =/ They asked us to help them go Lido and find out if there is any shows over there. Therefore after our dinner, we walked over there and check it out. While we were checking on the showtime and the price, we saw Mark Lee(Lee Guo Huang) and his wife buying tickets to watch movie as well. He is quite polite and actually say hi to us. haha. After her parent went in for movie, we went to my hse as nothing to do already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my house, i watched the movie "The Warlords" and baobei fall asleep cuz she have no interest in those kind of show... so i watched the show myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our 32th month anniversary, baobei first day of year 2. but later she got physio at alexandra hospital, i going over after my wrk and find her and we gonna have dinner together. hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4671315394014256446?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4671315394014256446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4671315394014256446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4671315394014256446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4671315394014256446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/04/celebration.html' title='Celebration...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-9104161449679153582</id><published>2008-04-07T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:17:30.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a wonderful day</title><content type='html'>last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; and me went to east coast park at 12 plus to 1 pm. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;amk&lt;/span&gt; hub to buy something then he took a taxi down to pick me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; up then went to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; up then we head to east coast. In the taxi, we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun and laughter as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; told us that he got chase by the ranger when he was trying to fish with his friends. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. He told us that the chase was like 25km like that (talk cock la). when we reach east coast park. the sun was shinning very bright. It is a good weather for cycling and swimming but too bad i cannot swim because I having my strawberry season this morning. so sad if not i will go for swimming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. we rents bicycle for 4 hours. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; know the lady boss there and so we paid only $39 for 4 bicycle and for 4 hours. we cycle to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;changi&lt;/span&gt; and stop at the side of the road and went down to the beach to pick sea shell and we found a small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;crad&lt;/span&gt;. we collected they and keep them in a small bag which we had found there. then we head back to east coast as i got nature call. You can hardly see me cycling so hard and fast before. as i in need of the toilet. after finding the toilet we carry on cycling and stop at the side of the beach and i started to collect stones. i collected many nice white stones. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; took some. sob. they belong to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. never mind, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; promise me that will bring me to east coast park more often to c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ollect&lt;/span&gt; more of this stones. I hear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; so happy. after we return the bicycles. we are all very hungry.we walk around and search for healthy food. but end up eating japan food. after dinner, we went to the bowling alley to see people playing bowling. the game there very expensive, 1 game $4. $4 i can place 2 games at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;HomeTeamNs&lt;/span&gt;. after that we went to wash up and change our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;clothings&lt;/span&gt; as we really very smelly. then we went to the arcade to see what games we can play. after that we call taxi and went home.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; alight first then me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;xin&lt;/span&gt; went back to his work place to find the accounts book for that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;lao&lt;/span&gt; ban (little boss). after that all of us really feel very tired. me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; got sun burn but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; on  more serious as he seldom go under the sun. he is someone who can get tanned easily and and can become fair easily. i really enjoy that day. i never know that actually exercise can be so much fun. i have plan that this coming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; i will try going gym and jog as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; always want me to go jogging. i go there jogging he go there train his arm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;strenght&lt;/span&gt;. like this also good la. can lose weight. i want to slim down and get healthy... i will try my best to lose as much weight as i can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-9104161449679153582?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/9104161449679153582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=9104161449679153582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/9104161449679153582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/9104161449679153582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonderful-day.html' title='a wonderful day'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-2548616307926198230</id><published>2008-04-01T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:10:03.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress....</title><content type='html'>These few weeks so many things happened... Suddenly all the mood seemed to be very down... Baobei having bad mood and temper these few weeks due to all the things happening... Mainly is because of money and health problem... I dunno wad i can do, but things changed and was not like before. Its was a sudden turn and i really cannot adopt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, i will still stand beside my bao bei and hold her hand to tell her that i will be here with you against all odds... Hoped things will change for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-2548616307926198230?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/2548616307926198230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=2548616307926198230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2548616307926198230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2548616307926198230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/04/stress.html' title='Stress....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7439194341271131380</id><published>2008-03-30T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:38:49.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why i reacting in this way</title><content type='html'>my life had totally change when i received my blood test result. every thin are high, blood sugar high, blood pressure high.. got to lose 28kg in order to stay healthy. since that day, my mum started to control my diet, what i eat and drink totally cut down by more than half. i felt so weak when she did it to me. took alot of blood test and went for check ups and x-ray. this one charge money that one charge money. charge till i don't have enough money le. i got to pay my course fee and bills. feel bad asking mummy and daddy to pay for my things. got to find some ways to earn money.haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7439194341271131380?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7439194341271131380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7439194341271131380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7439194341271131380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7439194341271131380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-i-reacting-in-this-way.html' title='why i reacting in this way'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-2537246645652316559</id><published>2008-03-17T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T08:39:04.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So feb up and disappointed,being look down by my own father</title><content type='html'>So sad and disappointed as my own parents look down on mi. all thanks to my 2nd aunty. saying that how good her son ah jo is as he work part time overtime can earn 100 plus. Because of this sentense, my dad conclude that i am useless and throw our family face. just because i am jobless. daddy felt that i having holiday and don want to go to work. is not that i don wan to find a job. i had send alot of resume and went for alot of interview and he keep thinking that i never find. why didn't he say about cheryl, she also jobless. why must it always going against mi. I started to hate this family. I start want to move out. i know it will hurt mummy. i can't bear to leave her. but daddy is the one who is forcing mi to leave.now we having quarrel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-2537246645652316559?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/2537246645652316559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=2537246645652316559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2537246645652316559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2537246645652316559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-feb-up-and-disappointedbeing-look.html' title='So feb up and disappointed,being look down by my own father'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6073452671490456853</id><published>2008-03-13T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:11:44.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our 31th month anniversary.</title><content type='html'>today is our 31th month anniversary. It surpose to be a very happy occuaction but it turns out to be like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the moring 7.30am, when the sun is about to shine, weather is cold as it has just stop rainning. my mummy wake me up, asking me to go see doctor about my weight thingy(as she promise me to bring me there). So we went to amk poly clinic to see the doctor. Took no. for resignation, waited quite long to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor took my height and weight and ask me to take some test to check out what went wrong inside my body. So we went to take blood pressurse test and blood sugar test. It was painful when doing the test as they had to take some drops of my blood to test. Got the result in a few mins time. Found out that my blood pressures and blood suagr level is above the normal requirement.Then my mummy start to jump in to concludsion le. Keep say that I had the same illiness like my father and blame me for not doing exerciese and eating too much oily and deep fried food when I swear to god that I seldom eat very oily ans deep fried food.Then the doctor arrange another blood test for me. This time they took out 1 tube of my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the near by hawker center to have our breakfast. she keep asking me to eat food with out oil salt or sugar. like this where got taste? must well don't eat. I told her I don't want to eat. She scolded me. Say that they just took so much blood out from me. Must eat something if not will faint. I don't care about what she say. Faint then faint lor. die even better. she like want the whole world to know my condition. keep on calling to others telling them my condition. I so angry that I walk very fast to the bus interchange and took a bus home. she went to bring racheal to hospital for check up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I reach home, I did not rest. I straight away took the dry clothing down then hang up the wet ones then change xaio ai and ah boy's bathing as it is very stink. finish changing i took out my ghost stories books and read and blog at the same time.this is only from morning till afternooon.who knows what will happene tonight. haven eaten or drink a single drop of water or food till now. had a quarrel with baobei. feeling very giddy and sad now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6073452671490456853?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6073452671490456853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6073452671490456853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6073452671490456853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6073452671490456853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-31th-month-anniversary.html' title='our 31th month anniversary.'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3326253831882213481</id><published>2008-03-13T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:38:57.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My family chalet</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, my elder sister have organised a family chalet at aloha resort, therefore i asked baobei's mum to see if i can bring her to go, surprisingly she agreed cuz i tot she will never allow her daughter to stay overnight outside without her presence. I am quite happy to hear this. So i bring baobei go over on sat.&lt;br /&gt;When i reach there, there is quite a number of ppl whom i dunno de, my sister and brother they asked their friends to come along also. Since lidat i called snake to come also. The main point i worried most is i scare ended up we have to sleep outside or squeeze in a room til very jialat at nite.&lt;br /&gt;I actually quite tired of BBQ food again... been doing it for all the past few chalets, but no choice, if wan to eat have to BBQ... So i BBQ-ed a lot of foods... eat and eat and eat den watch tv... seriously not much things to do over there also. Snake and his bf came, just nice i have BBQ their share also. We eat and talk a lot of craps...&lt;br /&gt;So boring over there, so we take over the mahjong table once the older adult have done with their session. Played til tired le, den we all stop and go to slp liao... luckily my family got a room of our own. i brought sleeping bag just in case, so i let snake use... baobei, me and my mum combine 2 single bed into bigger space to slp...&lt;br /&gt;That night, i cannot get into slp cuz my mum beside me snored very loud... til a few hrs later when the snoring become lower volume den i can get to slp... so tired... Nxt morning, we have porridge and curry chicken with bread as breakfast, den we helped out to pack out and left to bring the stuffs over to my brother hse. After that, my brother send me and baobei back to my hse while snake go hm frm my hse.&lt;br /&gt;Baobei got exam on the nxt day, so she have to study.... while i play my psp til tired den we go take a short nap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3326253831882213481?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3326253831882213481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=3326253831882213481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3326253831882213481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3326253831882213481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-family-chalet.html' title='My family chalet'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6104714464407017996</id><published>2008-03-12T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:28:32.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping spree</title><content type='html'>hmm... this few mths ever since i started wrking, i been doing a lot of shopping... haha... i just bought a dvd mini compo ytd... and i bought a lot of new clothes these few mths.. nw trying to get rid of the old stuffs... going back to ICT soon... moody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6104714464407017996?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6104714464407017996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6104714464407017996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6104714464407017996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6104714464407017996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/03/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping spree'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-3152307548772491152</id><published>2008-02-27T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T16:31:52.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insommia~ (do i spell correct?)</title><content type='html'>Last night, i had dinner with baobei and the panda gang after my driving test... I calculated my driving lesson, i spent nearly 1k on driving lesson.... I hoped i can pass my driving test... although its the first time, but i still hoped i can pass... (my driving skill is not tat good after all.. lolx.)&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went back to baobei's hse and sit for a while.... from 10+ sit til nearly 12... this one called a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and went to bath den call baobei... talked for a while den i go slp, cuz nearly 1am liao... when i slping, going to la la land, baobei called, i got a shock and awake frm my slp, i answered the fone and baobei say she left her pouch in my bag... all her money, ic and hse key inside.. siao liao... i only can pass her tml after wrk... i tried to went back to slp, but cannot le... Ended up i having insommia... i lie down on bed, closed my eye..... but i still awake... til 3+ 4+ am... den i enter la la land... either i got a shock from tat fone call i cant slp or might be becuz of baobei pouch in my bag... worried tat she gt no money to eat and blah blah blah.... haiz... Ended up now i super tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is my TP test... so worried and gan chiong... need to pray hard i can pass...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-3152307548772491152?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/3152307548772491152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=3152307548772491152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3152307548772491152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/3152307548772491152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/02/insommia-do-i-spell-correct.html' title='Insommia~ (do i spell correct?)'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-9054094819736576865</id><published>2008-02-15T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T04:51:59.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day</title><content type='html'>yesterday was Valentine day and it is also our 30th anniversary. this is our third time celebrating Valentine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i have planned a few things to surprise bao bei. I decided not to buy anymore soft toys or cows... She got too many til she have to keep some in the storeroom. Therefore, i wanted to do something different. I wanted to cook something for her, perhaps chicken pies and tiramisu cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before Valentine day, i wanted to go down orchard or somewhere else to look for inspiration and ingredients. But ended up i met bao bei for dinner, so i bring her along while hunting for my things. I bring her down to NTUC and she was wondering how come i will go to NTUC de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Valentine day, I decided to take MC today cuz i really sick le. Got cough and flu for past few days. Bao bei end school around 4pm, so i was thinking morning go toa payoh see doctor and then go to the NTUC at the interchange there to buy the ingredient for the pie and tiramisu. I looked around for quite some time after seeing doctor, i cannot find the ingredient. Of all the bad things happened, bao bei told me that she ending school at 2pm. OMG, not enough time to buy things le, somemore not enough time to fetch her from school cuz i need to get the flower. No choice, i have to give up the idea of baking pie and making tiramisu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed down to get the flowers and back home to bath. Bao bei angry with me cuz i am unable to fetch her, but i am seriously at my wit end. Everything is not wad i expected to be, therefore i have to find another alternate way. Initially, i wanted to put a letter(my love letter for baobei) in her letterbox so that she can see the letter when she come back from school and open the letterbox. And also i wanted to leave the flower at her doorstep so that she can see the flower when she reach home. But, i scared the flower will be stolen and also she might not know who sent the flower to her. Therefore i decided to leave the letter with the flower at the doorstep so that she can see it when she come back from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely took cab to rush down her house, and faster go up to her doorstep in case she reach home faster than i expected. To my surprise, she reached home already. No choice, i left the flower and the letter outside her door and press the door bell for her to open the door. Tingting come out open the door and bring the flower in, the next thing i heard is the door slam, i thought she was still angry with me. So i sms her to ask if she still angry, she replied that she liked it, so i faster run to her door and press bell. Hee... she was so happy that i gave her that flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingting went out to meet her Mr 7000 while i waiting for baobei to bath. After that, we went to bishan change train to orchard Lido to watch the movie "P.S. I Love You". The show is not as nice as what we expected to be. But somehow touching also. We took train down to Novena and walk to bungolow for dinner as we make reservation there. I ordered quite a lot of food and bao bei's favourite food. That place got problem with the cashier, therefore i have to go to the ATM and withdraw the money to pay for the food. Even the receipt they have to use hand writen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went back home for a while then i sent her back home. A wonderful valentine day we had. Next year, i will try to plan something different again. =) I love my bao bei so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-9054094819736576865?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/9054094819736576865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=9054094819736576865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/9054094819736576865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/9054094819736576865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentine-day.html' title='Valentine Day'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7709902368334267818</id><published>2008-02-13T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T01:34:40.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-CNY and Pre-Vday</title><content type='html'>During the days i in malaysia for chinese new year, i only eat, watch tv, starring on wall and sleep. Nothing much to do there, the atmosphere for CNY is getting lesser and lesser... cannot see bao bei for 3 days... Now back in Singapore, i dun feel the atmosphere as well, dunno what will it become in future....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine day is coming, i been trying to find way to surprise baobei, but seriously no idea. I been going online and forums to get some inspirations, go around singapore to find presents for bao bei... the time is too short for us to celebrate... Actually wanted to go other restaurants for dinner, but we booked at bungolow already, no choice... if can book other places, i think there will be more things and activities... After dinner will be 8 plus 9 plus... dunno where to go, watch movie but bao bei dun have the mood. i really scare she unhappy on the valentine day... have to find something to get the atmosphere.... good luck to me... i love my bao bei so much....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7709902368334267818?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7709902368334267818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7709902368334267818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7709902368334267818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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slept at 4 plus to 5am as i wait for da jie to come home after her movie and wake up at 9 plus because daddy wake us up. we woke up and wash up then we went over to ah ma house to pai nian.we were so hungry till when we step in to ah ma house, we started eating. then when lunch is ready,we are already full. as we were eating we were waiting for ah jo and mei ting to come over. after our lunch, we started playing mahjong game. i took $4 out and still got win $3. win small small its still ok. after our mahjong session at ah ma place, da jie and me went to her boss house at YCK there. his house very big and nice. how i wish that mine and bao bei de future house is like that. but i know that want to stay at that like of environment, we got to save alot of money and work very hard. we play mahjong over there. actually is not we la, is only walter playing but play half way, da jie took over. playing with da jie boss de family members, very stress as they play $2-$4( 1 tai). they play two complete rounds and we lose $550. but walter win $500 plus over at the other table where they are playing cards.so walter paid for what we lost. so scary, they call for card and change card very very fast. after that actually want to meet wee sing but when we went our mahjong session, he is still at his don't know is uncle or aunty house, waiting for his mother. so we decided to go amk S11 to eat as we have not eat our dinner.after that walter send mi and da jie home and ah gan send deborah home. reach home, wash up then came online le. miss bao bei so much that when we were eating at S11, i saw a guy, look like bao bei and i thought that it was him. then i told da jie walter deborah and ah gan that that guy look like bao bei . they all say no it is not him and said that i miss him too much till i keep thinking that he is in singapore when he actually is at malaysia. when i came to know that that guy was not him, i feel like crying out loud. but never mind, he is coming back to me tomorrow or should i say is later? but the time i not sure. he really cannot leave me alone in singapore, i cannot live without him. if bao bei see this post, i just want you to know that you are badly missed by some one back here in singaopre. love you so much. muackzz~ sob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7468123181312743294?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7468123181312743294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7468123181312743294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7468123181312743294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7468123181312743294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/02/second-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title='second day of chinese new year'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4668537262651683420</id><published>2008-02-07T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T08:28:11.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of chinese new year.</title><content type='html'>today is the first day of the rat year. i woke up at 10am and get ready to go pai pai gong there to pai nian. our house is so lively.but with out cheryl, because she went to pray kay yong's mother. we reach pai pai gong there around 1 plus and saw that guy who i hate the most. went there for a while and we go to lao ma house le. there are alot of people over at lao ma house. everyone was asking mi where is bao bei. i reply sadly, telling them that he is at malaysia. i felt so left out. feeling so lonely every chinese new year. after that we went to my father side elder brother's house to pai nain. there is the place where my xiao gu gu( the big mouth) is there. when we reach there, i can't see her but can only hear her voice, so sharp and loud.we stay there about 1 hour plus and then went to er gu gu house. this year ah ma never call and rush us as she is too busy playing mahjong.we spent the whole night at er gu gu house. playing mahjong and cards. not bad luck. still can win $5 and i also brought daddy luck. he won around 68 dollars. should get commission for him then right, but he say is share with ah ma, then i think never mind lor. most angry thing is that my cousin never get me ang bao when she gave it to da jie and cheryl.she also don't how to find meh. me so big size sitting beside daddy cannot see meh. eyes cover with stamp ah! so angry. seeing cheryl stick so close to kay yong when he arrived. make mi feel sad and drepress. i miss bao bei so much. it is only de second day only and i cannot take it le.want him to come back to my side right away. but i know this couldn't be as he still in malaysia. i am thinking, if we get marry, how are we going to pai nian? my family is in singapore and his is at malaysia. cannot be asking mi to go malaysia pai nian to his family only and not pai nian to my family but also cannot ask him to pai nian to my family only and not his family right? feeling so confused, sad and left out. as da jie walter ah gan deborah weesing they all went to watch movie and did not call mi along. qutie pissed off and sad when da jie say that she never hear mi saying that i want to go when i already said so many time and so loud some more. don't know why i feel this way. maybe is because strawberry season is coming le (mood swing) or what. tomorrow is another day same as today. da jie going to her boss(james, banglow's boss) house during evening, xiao mei going watch movie with kay yong. leaving mi all alone again. so lonely. don't like this new year. got a feeling that this year won't be a smooth year.sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4668537262651683420?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4668537262651683420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4668537262651683420' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4141496819348543314</id><published>2008-02-06T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:47:29.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year.</title><content type='html'>today is chinese new year eve. but i don have the feeling of celebrating chinese new year. this year, many things had happened to our family due to one person. we had several quarrels in our family as he came in to our life. my father and mother had already been covered by he le. as he have car. my father want to protect my xiao mei's feeling but he did not know that as he protecting the little daughter feeling and he already hurt both of his two elder daughters feeling. well wat had happened cannot be change. feeling so bored and sian. bao bei went back malaysia, no mahjong to play, still got to listen to my mummy and daddy saying that i do this not propely do that not propely about the housework. i can't even make a single comment about the doing so much house work. all the housework at home is me alone doing only, so unfair. clothings- i wash i hang i fold and i keep, dishes i wash. floor i clean and mop, toilet 5 people using and i washing only. xaio mei can come home after school then bath le go out meet kay yong. then come home late at night then go wash up and sleep. but i got to come home straight after school and start to do house work and do my home work till late at night. some time after training i reach home at 10 pm i still got to do house work and home work even if i am very tired or i am injured. i felt that it is really very unfair. i start to dislike my house. the only one i still trust in this family is da jie. she is the only one and she is the only reason why i stay in this family. i just can't wait till i grow up and move out of this family i don't like to live under this kind of enverinment. i want peace and i don't want to work my ass off and this is what i get in return. no mood for chinese new year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4141496819348543314?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4141496819348543314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4141496819348543314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4141496819348543314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4141496819348543314'/><link rel='alternate' 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I have just bought a new phone~~ Nokia 6500Slide. Not really used to it but have to learn to adapt it. My previous phone slightly better cuz got more button and can do things by pressing only 2 or 3 buttons. For this, i have to open all menu, and do it one by one... but, its time for me to change phone cuz my previous phone very old le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have just did spring cleaning in my room yesterday. cleared a lot of dusts... baobei came to help me, i so touched... supposed to go out for anniversary celebration but spring cleaning utilised our whole day... by the time we done is already nearly 9pm. Changed the layout of my room, threw 4 bags of my stuffs and gave my old clothes away... My room looks neater, but i believe this wun last for 1 year. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i will be meeting baobei after her netball training for anniversary dinner, its time to eat something good. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-512058658661902027?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/512058658661902027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=512058658661902027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/512058658661902027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/512058658661902027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-hp-and-spring-cleaning.html' title='New HP and Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-5749474294765462488</id><published>2007-12-26T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:48:14.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas just passed. I spent my christmas eve at baobei's ah ma hse with her family. Although there is no turkey as they dun tink it taste great anyway, but the food i would say its so "westernised". Got pasta(not spagetti), ham, potato, roasted chicken and some other foods... I ate til i feel so bloated... maybe pasta hard to digest.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we got "mini games" which we have to pick a card and read it out to explain wad is the meaning of the christmas and the morale of the game... baobei and diana's explaination was not accepted, thus they kanna draw on the face. haha. Then we go blow the balloon as we supposed to play water bomb... but ended up no one interested...&lt;br /&gt;Soon when si yi they all going to church for christmas carol, we play poker for a while til they go out, then we start mahjong session... i played til 1+am which 1 round just ended... i wanted to go home cuz tired le, but diana they came back and make us play again... around 2+am, i cannot take it le, i ask baobei to take over while i go lie on sofa... can't slp, time just passed 4am. i cannot take it le, feel like taking cab home straight, but i was waiting for wee sing, after tat they say last game.... but it was so long... and i was having headaches... going to crazy, but still wait for them to finish and i go wear my socks. Finally ended after 15 min. We wanted to go home, but i wanted to send baobei home first, diana ask us to go home first. Then baobei passed me few dollars, i dun wan but then scare later quarrel again, so i just take and then we go take cab home.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home and slept around 5+am... finally can sleep..... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-5749474294765462488?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/5749474294765462488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=5749474294765462488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5749474294765462488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5749474294765462488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8153507589635792910</id><published>2007-12-18T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:44:20.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our chalet</title><content type='html'>on the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DEC&lt;/span&gt; is our chalet. i love this chalet as we are able to spent time together just the 2 of us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; and mi always look forward to our chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DEC&lt;/span&gt; morning, i did not wan to go out, i stay at home and pack my bag for the chalet. after finish packing, i went to watch bleach, and manage to finish watching all of it. I waited at home for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; to call mi and i am off to his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt; with my bag. I meet him at his house and after that we went SP to walk walk and have our dinner. we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; to have proper meal but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt; up eating too much finger food. after that we took a bus to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt; to shop around. we thought that the newspaper said that all shop in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt; will open till midnight. but when we reach there, most of the shop had already close and it was hardly even 10.30pm. we were quite disappointed then we went back home and rest. we plan to go see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; rise at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up both of us can't wake up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. sleep till 12pm then we went out to marina square to shop and eat sushi but we too full to eat sushi for lunch. then we went to try on our clothes. i try a dress and it look quite cute on mi. actually i quite like it. but it cosy $38 so i did not buy it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; also try on some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt;. we walk around marina square till 5 plus then we went to eat sushi for dinner. we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sakae&lt;/span&gt; sushi. we sat on the floor. i felt that very special because i never experience it before. it was quite difficult for mi and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; to sit down and get up. as both of us are not small in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after having our sushi, we went home and bath and rest. we watch some show before we go to PS to catch our midnight movie. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt; and the chipmunks". it was a wonderful show. it is so cute. it is better than " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Encharted&lt;/span&gt;". i keep singing the songs which they show in the movie after the show. Actually i want to say sorry to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; as before we watch movie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; and daddy got a quarrel and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; went missing. causing mummy and mi very worry. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie. we took the night rider home. we waited very long for it to arrive. this is the first time i take a night rider home. it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;cost&lt;/span&gt; $3 per ride. so expensive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached home and finish wash up. it was about 3 am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;...we went to bed and sleep till 12pm the next day. then we meet mummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;yong&lt;/span&gt; for lunch at army market. after that we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;sell&lt;/span&gt; our printer and scanner. but they don't accept it. so we went back home and play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;mahjong&lt;/span&gt; then went to upper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;thomson&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during dinner we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;crad&lt;/span&gt; which is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt;. that was the first time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; learn how to peel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;crad&lt;/span&gt;. i am so proud of him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt; i love u. even though this chalet we did not go any where to play but i really enjoy spending the time with you. miss ya. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;muackz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8153507589635792910?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8153507589635792910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8153507589635792910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8153507589635792910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8153507589635792910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-chalet.html' title='our chalet'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8447917426977072888</id><published>2007-11-27T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T04:29:27.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping for the good....</title><content type='html'>These few days been quarreling with baobei ever since the anniversary. I felt that she really dun like my mum at all. I'll been trying to communicate with her family but she didn't. I really afraid baobei and my mum cannot communicate in future, and i certainly dun wish to have a family who quarrel everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i quarreled til i cannot take it le. I confess with baobei what i dun like about her. She accept what i have said, i hoped that after last night, we have sort things out already. I will not control too much and i wish to have lesser quarrel as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Year end drew nearer and nearer, i got quite a few things i would like to buy. But seeing that i need to pay this and that, i need to save a lot. The only major event coming up is baobei birthday, just hoping to get the chalet so that she can held her celebration there.&lt;br /&gt;I love my baobei so much =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-8447917426977072888?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/8447917426977072888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=8447917426977072888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8447917426977072888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/8447917426977072888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoping-for-good.html' title='Hoping for the good....'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-2177997943562497358</id><published>2007-11-18T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:37:20.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sincere apologise</title><content type='html'>Baobei, i'm very sorry to make you so unhappy during our anniversary. Its my fault, even though i sick i also shouldn't say u. Regarding about my mum, i understand how you feeling during that point of time, but my mum didn't mean to say that and she is not saying you, my mum respect my decision to choose you as my girlfriend, but if i feel that she is saying you i will sure defense for you. I ensure you the next anniversary will be a better one. I'm really sorry. I love you baobei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-2177997943562497358?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/2177997943562497358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=2177997943562497358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2177997943562497358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/2177997943562497358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-sincere-apologise.html' title='My sincere apologise'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-5753351868498324218</id><published>2007-11-14T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:52:13.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how i felt after that night dinner.</title><content type='html'>On the 14th of every month is our anniversary. every anniversary we spent together by having a good and nice meal. But this month is the worst i ever had. this is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bao bei called mi in the morning tell mi that he is taking MC as he is not feeling well, have slight fever.early in the morning, i did not went for accounting class as i want to spent time studying for my Managing People System (MPS). reach school at 8am. nope of them are there. so i carry on studying by myself and not long caroline came. we had breakfast together and carry on studying. later crystal aaron and mother came. soon we went to take our CA1 for MPS. we were so nervous and my stomach is giving mi alot of problem. went in to take our CA1. we thought that other classes will score well. but in the end,  they just write their name class date and index no. then sleep le. at least i am better i secure a 15 marks. i did the MCQ and gave the 3 structure question a try. i wrote what ever thing i can remember le. then hand in the paper. we got very strong feeling that we will not do well in the CA1 for MPS. i feel so sad. this was the first blow of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that me carmen da jie and aaron walk to simei mrt to take train or bus. mother took bus no 5 home. then we took a train. i meet bao bei at city hall mrt. when i reach there i called bao bei. and was quite angry that he is still at home. so never mind i went walking arround by myself while he make his way down. when he  reach city hall mrt. i expect him to give mi a hug or a kiss but in stead he give mi a black face. he say i stupid as i never bring the clothes out to change as we going dinner later at night with his mother. Anniversary suppose to be 2 person spend together de. end up spending with one big group. haiz. i was very angry when he say mi stupid. i am in a very bad mood le and he is late and still say mi stupid. i think that day is a very sad day. bao bei keep saying sorry from the mrt station to the "make a bear" shop where i will be having my interview at 3pm. we were there early. so i storm away from the shop. and sat outside the arcade there. bao bei made mi so angry and made mi cry on our anniversary. i have no mood to eat for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not long after, we stop quarreling and we went for the interview. it was such a disappointed and angry interview. we were given5 min to dress up a bear or a soft toy which we have been eyeing very long. i was the first to reach the station, i was about to grab the cow when another girl push mi aside and took the cow away. i was angry. but no choice. i left with a puppy dog.so i grab it and start to dress it with a boxer and a jean and t-shirt and sweater with a hat and a sun glass and a bag and a skit board. it look rather cool but in the end i was not choosen to carry on with the next interview so i left. this was the second blow of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bao bei and mi went to get some stuff to bite. we passed by SAKAE SUSHI and saw that they are hiring part timers. so we went to ask about it. got the form, filled up the form and i went for the interview. it was quite good and i am hired by them and i will be starting work on friday at fu nan( 5pm to 10.30pm). i got to go take the injection on thursday. before i start working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the interview we went back to my house as i want to bath. so "lucky" strawberry season come. sian. after i finish bathing. bao bei and mi  took bus back to his house. his mother is waiting for us. she  keep on rushing us asking us to hurry up when we are still very early for the dinner.so we sat at the living room and start chatting about buying house. i don't mind staying with bao bei mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a taxi to the place. this is where my worst nightmare begin.we went parying then got seated down. we share a table with a family of 5. they look familiar to mi i think they stay near or in amk area. her elder daughter is the same age as mi but not studying le her bf also. what made mi so sad and heart broken is that bao bei mother compare mi with her. she look slim and pretty but i look ugly and fat. bao bei mother did not say or spell it out clearly but it is very obvious than she is saying mi. i type a sms showing to bao bei that i don't want to stay any more longer. he did nothing but just shake his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are about to board the taxi i told him not to tell his mother about it. as i know this will lead to quarrel between him and his mother. i will feel guity if they quarrel. so i keep it to myself and when mummy they all come back home after visiting yi mummy they found out that i am not myself. so they ask mi what happend and i told them what happened. as i say i cannot hold back my tears so i cried. then i went to bed. feeling very xin ku as i am losing blood and i feel very tired but cannot sleep. turning left and right till 3 plus in the morning then i cred myself to bed. then wake up at 6am the go school. both eyes swollen like gold fish. feeling very terrible. all i ask for is to have a dinner and go watch a movie just 2 of us also very hard to come true. so disappointed this time.. sob..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-5753351868498324218?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/5753351868498324218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6654397793444952657</id><published>2007-11-12T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:34:40.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time to Jurong Bird Park with baobei</title><content type='html'>My mum's friend got free ticket to Jurong Bird Park due to their company family day. So i asked baobei along. Wanted to ask her parents or sibling to come but all either not free or working, therefore i ended up called ah sum and jason along.&lt;br /&gt;On that day, we supposed to meet them 10.30am at Jurong East MRT but we were late cuz we eat breakfast and withdraw money at AMK hub. We went to take shuttle bus there from opp popular bookstore. Upon reaching there, i went to get the goodie bag and going to bird park. Suddenly felt so childhood thingy, its been quite a few years since i was here.  Went around see birds... got flamingo, swan, vulcans and many more. I asked baobei to take a picture with me and pelicans, she dunno how to use my camera, den the bird use its peak and poke me(or bite me). Should have taken this picture down, but baobei still dunno hw to use camera. zzz.... wasted... We walked around the bird park and we went to see the birdie and buddies show, den to fuji hawk training session. And walked to the picnic area to take KFC for lunch. Was hungry already. zzz... Before we go off the bird park, the last place which is PENGUIN..... Penguin reminds me of the ferry i took when i book in to Tekong last time and the ferry we took to batam. The penguin is so cute lor. haha. They are so carefree...&lt;br /&gt;After touring around, we took shuttle bus to Jurong East mrt and went to shop at suntec/marina square as well as dinner over there. We went home around 8pm like that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6654397793444952657?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6654397793444952657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6654397793444952657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6654397793444952657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6654397793444952657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-time-to-jurong-bird-park-with.html' title='First time to Jurong Bird Park with baobei'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-5316849207921245288</id><published>2007-11-10T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T08:13:05.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after work, baobei come to my house do project. Almost the whole project is i do for her, hopefully she can do well for it. She told me that yi mummy want to go for bowling game, that time we asked her to go for bowling but she wasn't free, so this time round she ask us to go for bowling. KY drove over to my house here to fetch baobei and me to go NS Hometeam there for bowling. We went for dinner before meeting him, as well as to pay my bill at the AXS machine. I only then realised that i didnt bring my socks and faster go home take my socks and went downstair wait for him. He was late and we faster got onto the car and went there. weisin supposed to come but i think he got some problems and he didnt come in the end.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, the rest of them still having dinner while we walked to the bowling centre and take our lane. We changed into the bowling shoe and wait for them. Soon after, they reached already, uncle and si yi start off with a game first for warm up. after that we join in for the game. Quite amazingly, the 2nd game i got the highest score in my life which is 112... lolx. my skill sux... terrible... but 3rd game cheryl got 130++... dunno how come, usually she cannot even got more than 70... she suddenly so enthuastic and wanted to play 4th game when most of us tired already. But she totally cannot make it during the last game -.-" guess that game she just "taiko" get so much points only.&lt;br /&gt;We finish playing the game around 1.30am and we went home. Si yi send me home and she drove off. So tired after that day. But next month i got a bowling competition coming up for my company one... lol. but suddenly i feel that bowling is quite fun =D haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-5316849207921245288?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/5316849207921245288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=5316849207921245288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5316849207921245288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5316849207921245288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/11/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-6642221294236958889</id><published>2007-11-02T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:01:22.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the bottom of my heart</title><content type='html'>Here I'm sitting here updating this blog,while he is busy at his work place. now I am feeling down, low and empty. Feeling so useless for the first time in my 18 years of life. Today in the morning i went to school to have my lesson as usual. IAC which most of us think that we are in the wrong course. After that carmen, caroline, da jie and me went to find Mr Hari. He was talking to Shu shu(about his family matter). after that Hari told me that those malay girls in my class think that I never mark their attandance when they come for lesson. I am so pissed off by them. we had lunch with Mr hari and then I went down to meet Joanne. Actually have to accompany her go down to wheelock place to remove her dark eye circle but in the end never go because she do her schedule till pass the appointment time. So she accompany me take 166 back to Amk Hub then she went to visit Jeniffer and i went back home. when i was waiting for joanne, i saw two MayFlower secondary student walking in to pepper lunch for interview. then i felt that i am so useless. since the day i quit pepper lunch. it have been 1 month le and i still jobless. i feel so sad as i think that now secondary school having holiday and student are looking for job. I feel that i don't stand much chance to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;when I reached home Da jie is at home. Using her laptop as usual. Actually carmen and da jie wanted to come to the Mac opposite my house to study. But in the end they never come.so i stay at home do my home work.&lt;br /&gt;Bao bei and me had a quarrel just now about a e-mail send to mi by one of my guy friend.I know he is very angry with me because I promise bao bei not to contact him.But i really can't find anyone to talk to when i feeling sad or when i quarrel with bao bei.He is the only one who willing to listen to me. But bao bei don't like him. I have no choice but to erase his number from my phone and block him from MSN. I feel so sad as it is like losing one close friend.&lt;br /&gt;after that da jie and me went to the market to buy ah ma's birthday present as she is celebrating her 81th birthday later on. we cannot buy too cheap or too expensive. if not will give other people bad impress.&lt;br /&gt;da jie spent 60 plus and i spent 42. after paying that i felt that my account is very empty. NO income at all.feeling useless and sad again. xiao mei also went to the same shop to buy ah ma present. they spent 68. after that we went home and xiao mei together with kay yong went to pick mummy and daddy home. while me and da jie stay at home do our stuff. I felt stress too as i have 2 CA1 and 1 mock test to do on this coming tuesday. My IAC(test on trading profit &amp;amp; loss account and balance sheet), BCM(listening compre) and MPS(chapter 1 &amp;amp; 2).&lt;br /&gt;bao bei work till 12.30am then go home. miss him so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-6642221294236958889?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/6642221294236958889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=6642221294236958889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6642221294236958889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/6642221294236958889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-bottom-of-my-heart.html' title='From the bottom of my heart'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-5293787783030342242</id><published>2007-10-29T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T07:30:50.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New lappy</title><content type='html'>Baobei and me went to plaza singapura cuz i want to buy groceries to cook spagetti for baobei. At there, we saw laptop clearance sales and we actually thinking of taking this opportunity to ask her dad/mum to get the laptop as she wanted to buy it long ago. So we went home together to talk to her dad about it.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, her dad talk to her mum about getting the lappy. Her mum agreed as we decided to pay by 0% installment. At there, we thinking of which laptop to get as there is quite a few model. Ended up we decided to take the cheapest as they didnt need a high spec for their school work. Anyway there isnt any system with WinXP cuz now all vista already. Vista got so many problems. But no choice. The laptop we got is installed with Vista Hm Basic, the worst of all. Somemore the lappy only 512MB RAM, super lag... That indian guy took out the laptop to show us, we wanted to setup and pay den go, but he wipe the monitor for us til getting worst, so i asked them to take out another set for us. But this another set got no Operating system(with seagate drive -.-). Finally they took out their last set, with hitachi drive. We do the setting up and go to cashier for payment.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed we going to pay with my credit card, but my credit card limit is not enough for the installment plan, therefore her mum no choice but to pay in full. I feel so guilty, i should have paid first. Baobei was so happy til she keep hugging her laptop as we walk around. After that, we take a break at Carls Jr. Then we went to exchange for lucky draw coupon. And we went for my friend's wedding while her mum bring her laptop home.&lt;br /&gt;Although its not a very high end model, but hoped that this laptop can help her in her school work. Miss her so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-5293787783030342242?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/5293787783030342242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=5293787783030342242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5293787783030342242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5293787783030342242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-lappy.html' title='New lappy'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7142586547821796874</id><published>2007-10-21T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T05:56:32.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first oversea trip</title><content type='html'>On 20 Oct (SAT), we meet up at harbour front centre with her daddy, mummy,  diana, cheryl, ky and wee sing around 7.45am. Diana wake me up early in the morning (around 5.45am), she asked me not to be late, but they all late.... wee sing and me went to mac for breakfast while waiting for them to reach. We gathered and get our tickets for check in. We boarded onto the ferry and we are on our trip to batam.&lt;br /&gt;On the ferry, cheryl and ky keep taking pictures of themselves, wee sing is boring behind us, mummy and daddy watching shrek3(pirated dvd cuz the subtitle alot of mistakes), diana hiberating also. baobei looking at scenary while i dunno what i wanted to do. we reach batam around 10.45am singapore time. batam is slower than singapore time about 1hr.&lt;br /&gt;We meet up with the tourist guide and took off from the batam jetty to the first destination. We arrived at a keropok shop, and met Mr Pinky (another tour guide who wear pink). Everyone bought a lot of keropok, i only bought 2 packets and baobei bought a green pea keropok. Later on, we went to Polo shop(that branded shirt with the horse logo). All the stuffs there doesnt really very cheap, probably only cheaper by $10 -20 SGD.  We didnt buy anything from there. So we went to another keropok shop, and another polo shop. Didnt really buy much le.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we going for our seafood lunch! There is sambal kang kong, fried calamari, fried prawn, gong gong, sweet and sour fish, soup, chilli crab and we ordered the dunno-what-it-called-urine-prawn. we ate it in a rush as the other table had already finish their meal.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to a shopping mall for a walk.then the tour guide brought us to message.cheryl, ky, wee sing and diana choose the mattress bed while bao bei, me, uncle and aunty choose the bed higher one( more high class). we got to wash our feet before we get our message. we got to change in to the short that they gave us. then they start giving us our message. it was quite painful but comfortable.haha. after that we went shopping again at one of their biggest shopping mall.diana bought some watches and i bought my friend's wedding gift. I also changed some cash cuz not enough after paying for the massage. Wanted to buy that adidas shirt cuz its on sales, but not enough cash so didnt buy. After everything, we went on to another shopping mall, Megamall.&lt;br /&gt;We put our stuffs at the main office(good service which singapore dun have). We went to eat A &amp;amp; W!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We bought a lot of curly fries and root beer float, we all like it very much. While we eating, baobei and me go toilet. Beside the toilet, there is a shop where baobei saw her fav cow slipper. So while she go toilet, i go in check out the cow slipper. Baobei come out and she wanted that slipper, so i bought it for her. When we went back, they saw the cow slipper that baobei take out and play, all of them shakes their head =D . Then we went around and shop. Til we went to time zone arcade, we keep playing the basketball game, spider game, and some other games til times up and we need to collect our stuff.then we went back to A&amp;amp;W, while aunty, uncle and bao bei rest their feet, ky, cheryl diana went to bread talk to buy aunty her birthday cake. me and wee sing went to buy wee song pouch.&lt;br /&gt;When everyones back, they surprised auntie with the birthday cake. The staffs there also was surprised (or rather shocked cuz we sing birthday song so loud). We finished up the cake, cleared the place and we went to ferry to check in back to singapore. We checked in very early(around 9.30pm) and we wait for 1 hr before the last ferry come. We went onto ferry and here we going back to singapore. When we reaching singapore, Police coast guard come onto ferry and spot check. Becuz of it, we all late for the last train and we have to took a cab home. we really enjoy this trip and hope to go for more in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7142586547821796874?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/7142586547821796874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=7142586547821796874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7142586547821796874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/7142586547821796874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-first-oversea-trip.html' title='Our first oversea trip'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4538149085557212376</id><published>2007-10-03T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:49:31.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bao Bei, i am really sorry about it.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday on the 3rd of oct, was the worst day of my life. I completely don't know what i am thinking about and what i am doing. In the morning, once I wake up. I decided not to work in pepper lunch anymore as i thought that xiao mei there then admin job is a better job but since that day after the interview till now I have not receive any news about it. I am so nevours about it and keep on asking xiao mei to help me to ask her boss.This is the First blow of the day.&lt;br /&gt;The second blow of the day was that my result of my 1st sem is out. Result wasn't very good. I am very sad and disappointed with myself. I felt that I had disappointed my parents and Bao Bei the most.&lt;br /&gt; Around afternoon time, I went down to wee sing stall to sell my nokia 5300. Actually I don't wish to sell it but daddy keep on saying that the market price for this phone is dropping very fast and he want me to sell is as soon as  possible. So I leave my 5300 at wee sing's shop. When I was about to walk to the MRT station, wee sing called and tell me that he sold the phone already and i can go and collect the money already. So I walked back to his shop and took $180. Then i went to bank in to my account.&lt;br /&gt;After that I took a train down to Bishan and return my uniform, lucky ah cai off, so i don't have to see him. Then I took a bus down to Clarky Quay and return my uniform to joanne. Joanne, ah Gan and jennifer have lunch together with me.We chit chat for a while then I realise that ah gan change alot after he broke up with xiao mei.After that ah gan, jennifer and me walk to Fu Nan IT Mall. Then I go and meet Bao bei at AMK Hub for dinner. Actually, I don't really feel like eating but I  know that if I don't eat, Bao Bei also will not eat. I don't want him to get hungry because I don't want to have my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;After having our dinner, we passed by a shop, selling PSP. This is the third blow of the day. Bao bei and I spent $390 on a PSP. I felt bad when Bao Bei told me that we bought an Exported set which don't really cost $390. I want to tell Bao Bei that I am really sorry that I bought it in a rush. I am very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we meet my dad and we went to wee sing's shop again. This is the fourth blow of the day. Daddy say that we can drop the idea of signing a new line. Then he bought me a brand new phone for $400. I paid daddy only $50. But my heart really feel the pain. I keep asking Daddy its is ok to buy this phone, he keep saying that it is ok. But I can really tell that something is not right.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I am really useless and stupid. I can't score well in my studies and I tent to trust people very easily. How I wish that I can be more smarter. I really feel the pain. Sob Sob.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4538149085557212376?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4538149085557212376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4538149085557212376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4538149085557212376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4538149085557212376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/10/bao-bei-i-am-really-sorry-about-it.html' title='Bao Bei, i am really sorry about it.'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-7083711731435687533</id><published>2007-09-30T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T08:12:35.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of our holiday =(</title><content type='html'>Today was the last last day of our "holiday", it was quite sad for me and bao bei. i set my phone to ring at 8am but we end up waking up at 10am. bao bei's mother bought lor mee for us for breakfast. i don't quite like eating it as the smell of the vinegar is very strong. after having our breakfast, we packed our bag and went to toa payoh swimming complex to have a swim. this is the first time i went swimming with bao bei's mother and younger sister. i am so proud of bao bei as he took up the courage to learn how to swim today even though it is still not very good  but i can see that he is willing to learn. so i decided to teach him how to swim. we have decided to go for swimming every sunday starting next week. this will help me to slim down and bao bei can learn how to swim. it is just like using 1 stone to kill 2 birds. haha.&lt;br /&gt;After our swim, we went crystal jade to have lunch. bao bei paying for the lunch and so his mother ordered alot of food and all of us eat till very full. bao bei's mother and sister went to the NTUC to shop and as for me and bao bei, we wanted to go play bowling but in the end we didn't as i injured my leg so we went to shop around in toa payoh. i saw PSP as we shop. hope i wish i could have one but i know i could not afford it. sob.. there were alot of people shopping in toa payoh. some people just don't think for other. why must they just stop in the middle of the walk way causing human jams. there was a boy who pulling a trolley bag and he stop in the middle of the walk way.i have to stretch my leg over in order to cross over. as i do so i injured my right leg futher. i was angry with bao bei as i told him that my leg really hurt and he told mi that i think too much. we have our dinner at his house then soon bao bei send me home. all of us got sun burn. bao bei look like a rosted pig :X haha. i just love him so much, miss him too. how i wish i could stay with him, have him by my side every min every sec. bao bei, thanks for this holiday. i really enjoy myself alot. i love you so much. muackz muackz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-7083711731435687533?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-380216418824038000</id><published>2007-09-29T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T09:04:27.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our "Holiday"</title><content type='html'>Today is our 2 person world de holiday.  We have so much fun for today. We woke up very late in the morning cuz last night we went to watch midnight movie at PS. We watched Balls of fury, its quite funny but the movie is only one and half hour. After which, we meet up with carmen and her friend for supper.  Baobei and carmen got so much things to talk.......... from 1.30 talk til 3am.... Later on we took cab home to sleep(psst, she picked up a 2 dollar in the cab). Next morning we woke up at 12noon, but i was too tired and lazy, so i say sleep for another 5 min, ended up we woke up at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;We bathed and went out for lunch at Macdonald. After lunch we took train down to Jurong East to head for snow city. We took a townlink bus to science centre and walk to snow city. We bought ticket for 3.45pm. We were so excited as this is the first time we went to snow city. We went in and choose our sweaters, boots, gloves. We changed and stepped into the waiting area, they give us a briefing of the chamber, we will step into a chamber which is between -5 to -10 degree celcius. When we stepped in, we felt so cold that there is smoke came out from our mouth when we talk. The chamber itself is not very big, only got a small igloo, a fake ship and a snow slide. We followed the crowd and go play the slide. We carried a float and walk the stairs up. We sit on the float and slide down. Our buttock felt so cold and its a bit scary. Baobei scared til dont dare to go up le. We played for 3 times and she reluctant to go up le. Baobei scared til she sweat a lot, and soon her sweat became frozen. We go play around and the photography got take some photos for us. We make snow castle and play with it. We have a touch of the snow and we felt so fun. We went out after a while time because baobei cannot take the cold. We got changed and went for a walk around the area to science centre.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go to science centre but its quite late to go there. We went to jurong east area and walk around the shophouse area. We walked to Jurong entertainment centre and IMM. We had pasta for our dinner. As its late and we wanted to go home, we went to the shuttle bus area and wanted to take bus to Jurong east MRT station. When we reached there, the bus to JE MRT station just left, so we are the first in queue. Soon, the bus driver called out to board on bus, i thought its going to JE MRT so i wanted to go, i almost tripped by dont know what, then the driver say its going to clementi MRT(which is another queue), so i walked back and i kanna tripped again. zzzz... I realised that there is a hump in front of the stand. We was wondering why the hell they put the hump in front, is it to make people trip? -.-" We was waiting for bus and we keep seeing people being tripped by that stupid hump when they walked up the bus. When our bus come, we faster ran up the bus to sit at the side to see how many people being tripped by that hump, we counted and in total there is 8 people being tripped by that stupid hump. We laughed til our stomach pain. We wanted to go home but we wanted to go walk around the area to find baobei's ear piece. We walked til around 10pm and we go home after that. Tomorrow will be another exciting day for us. (still have not plan where to go)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-380216418824038000?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/380216418824038000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=380216418824038000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/380216418824038000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/380216418824038000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-holiday.html' title='Our &quot;Holiday&quot;'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-5632038303711318347</id><published>2007-09-06T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T07:04:51.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am bad...</title><content type='html'>Sorry baobei. No matter how much sorry i said is nothing to you. I tried to change, but eventually i still repeat my mistake. Sometime i really not purposely want to do it, it just that i cannot control it. I always think that our relationship can compromise all our problems. I really wished that we can stop quarreling... I disappoint you again and again, i really appriciated that you give me chances. I really want to change. I hoped you can change your temper also. I want this relationship to last forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-5632038303711318347?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/5632038303711318347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=5632038303711318347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5632038303711318347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/5632038303711318347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-bad.html' title='I am bad...'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-849666634594935818</id><published>2007-09-04T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:22:37.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you even bother or care for me?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever think of it? you always say that you will take care of me. Now i am sick, and where are you? Either at work or at home playing with you computer. you don't even want to come down and find me or bring me to see a doctor yesterday. you rather go home and play with your laptop. when you are sick, i took leave and bring you to the doctor, cook for you to eat and change your cold pad every now and then. after taking care of you i still got to take care of my dad. now i am sick, what you do for me? just keep on saying "pity gal", "ke lian de bao bei" and scold me for not taking care of myself. is this the best you can do? how you expect me to trust you to take care of me in the future? you say that you have changed a lot for me. that time i sick you scold mi and say next time you won't scold me le. now i am sick and yet u scold me again. you always break your promise to me. how you expect me to trust you. you go and think about it. and i think it is better for us if we break up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-849666634594935818?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/849666634594935818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=849666634594935818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/849666634594935818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/849666634594935818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-you-even-bother-or-care-for-me.html' title='Do you even bother or care for me?'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-4435211458214607629</id><published>2007-09-03T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T07:37:07.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baobei sick le</title><content type='html'>My bao bei sick le. I not by her side to take care of her. I feel so bad, but i also can't stay by her side all the time. Sometime i was wondering, how to be a perfect boyfriend where i can take care of her and help her and keep by her side? I seriously can't afford the time, 1 day 24 hours is not enough for me. I know she angry that i'll not by her side when she sick, but i feel so useless being a boyfriend, only can say sorry, or my fault or whatever... Still i would like to say sorry to her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2164042997534376745-4435211458214607629?l=nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/feeds/4435211458214607629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2164042997534376745&amp;postID=4435211458214607629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4435211458214607629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2164042997534376745/posts/default/4435211458214607629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nilsonbrenda140805.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-baobei-sick-le.html' title='My baobei sick le'/><author><name>Bao Bei (Nilson and Brenda)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16898571996142327345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73VgoT96Ofc/SpzaAdwt3wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2WWRZ7LtDJM/S220/IMG_6546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164042997534376745.post-8023302430990349035</id><published>2007-08-14T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:39:30.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth of this blog</title><content type='html'>Today is my baobei and me 2 years anniversary. We created this blog in memories of our anniversary and hoped we can be together forever. 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