<?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-1900295271242396007</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:49:49.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beethovan Symphony No.7</title><subtitle type='html'>Starts to know Beethoven music when i watch Nodame Cantabile, a japanese comic, the orchestra in Nodame is really nice.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-4260114237249526353</id><published>2009-08-09T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:00:32.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/Sn7keTRx1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/HYXimPaPIGY/s1600-h/lgfp1322100-authentic-ogre-shrek-2-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367979015094261250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/Sn7keTRx1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/HYXimPaPIGY/s400/lgfp1322100-authentic-ogre-shrek-2-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. what a boring day today... plan to sleep to very late but didnt make it and wake up early at 9am... what a waste on such a lazy sunday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then plan to bring grandma to breakfast.. n again didnt make it.. finally went to church and get CMPC forms.. guess what form is that? a form which i myself also have doubt to attend or a form which will decide the future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later went to soh looi house to have a look, well she really plan it very well, and finally got her house start the painting job after a long wait for the cheapest contractor to finish renovating her house for almost 3 months..same goes to mine.. what a painful wait..and today she just told me i have white hair.. and not just one but many white hair.. what a pity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the very beginning planning to buy this house till today renovation .. i have manage to grow more and more white hairs.. good in a way i've learn a lot., where planning is very important, u have to let the contractor know where to knock and each and every measurement have to communicate clearly.. and bad in away i have become depressed and emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still very sad to see my house in a mess and i have to handle it all alone.From sourcing to desicion making to regreting.. nothing but painful experience. Even though nobody blaming me for wrong doing still it's a painful experience. Im not very sure i'll make it a nice home to stay all i hope is at least it is comfortable to stay.. after all this hardwork..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally listening to music and childhood song it do comforts me a lot..thanks to music ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-4260114237249526353?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/4260114237249526353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=4260114237249526353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/4260114237249526353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/4260114237249526353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2009/08/boring-sunday.html' title='Boring Sunday'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/Sn7keTRx1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/HYXimPaPIGY/s72-c/lgfp1322100-authentic-ogre-shrek-2-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-5167102813688744242</id><published>2009-07-10T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:50:44.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the world</title><content type='html'>Today must be a super lazy day for me.. Nothing to do except online and eat the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;listening to Micheal jackson "We are the World".. &lt;br /&gt;It's the best of all the song i love.. Who else that love the music and showing love in such a wonderful music and lyrics than Micheal? He is truely one of the hero, same goes to Mother Theresa. Mother Theresa is so humble and loving and caring, Micheal share his love in music,  touches many of our hearts ... thank god for i've got to know them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are the World"&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time When we head a certain call&lt;br /&gt;When the world must come together as one&lt;br /&gt;There are people dying&lt;br /&gt;And it's time to lend a hand to life The greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;We can't go on Pretneding day by day&lt;br /&gt;That someone, somewhere will soon make a change&lt;br /&gt;We are all a part of God's great big family&lt;br /&gt;And the truth, you know love is all we need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] We are the world We are the children&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day So let's start giving&lt;br /&gt;There's a choice we're making We're saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;It's true we'll make a better day Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;Send them your heart So they'll know that someone cares&lt;br /&gt;And their lives will be stronger and free&lt;br /&gt;As God has shown us by turning stone to bread&lt;br /&gt;So we all must lend a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] We are the world We are the children&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day So let's start giving&lt;br /&gt;There's a choice we're making We're saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;It's true we'll make a better day Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;When you're down and out There seems no hope at all&lt;br /&gt;But if you just believe There's no way we can fall&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well, well, let us realize That a change will only come&lt;br /&gt;When we stand together as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] We are the world We are the children&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day So let's start giving&lt;br /&gt;There's a choice we're making&lt;br /&gt;We're saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;It's true we'll make a better day&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love u Micheal jackson..Thanks for all the beautiful song..&lt;br /&gt;Let's start giving.. in kindness and with pure heart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-5167102813688744242?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/5167102813688744242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=5167102813688744242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/5167102813688744242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/5167102813688744242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-world.html' title='We are the world'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-4158741326118541728</id><published>2009-05-18T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:10:23.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love my Stitch</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when i read newspaper about animal being abuse or abandon i feel really sad.. why is human always so selfish? when the puppy is small and cute everyone wanted to adopt or keep them as a pet.. but when they grew up or when they are sick people starts to abandon them or even ignore them.. come on lah.. human have feelings same goes to animal or our pets! As i listen from the FM,  in Japan there is one dog who always waited for it's master to come home at the train station..everyday.. but one day the master die of stroke and never return home but the dog still waited for his master to return home from the train station everyday ...for 10 years!!! do u think your he or she will do that for you?.. i doubted.. but this dog waited for his master for 10 years.. he's such a loyal friend...&lt;br /&gt;If u have time, no harm to read this story..Hachikō.. it touches my heart.. and i believe u too.. love our pets always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hachik%C5%8D"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hachik%C5%8D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-4158741326118541728?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/4158741326118541728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=4158741326118541728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/4158741326118541728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/4158741326118541728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-my-stitch.html' title='I Love my Stitch'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-7671505727361401560</id><published>2009-01-01T21:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:28:15.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>选择</title><content type='html'>选择他是因为他让我心动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他对我的关心，疼惜， 与耐心都是无法言喻的。&lt;br /&gt;他有一个善良的心，把我，这个没人爱的家伙给默默的爱着。。。&lt;br /&gt;我的任性，无理取闹他都一一忍受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当初，如果放弃了这段感情，相信再也找不到第二个他。&lt;br /&gt;感谢他对我的好， 也感谢他五年来的不离不弃。&lt;br /&gt;谢谢他让我找到了真爱。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会用心去沟通，谅解与包容，请原谅我的无知。。。&lt;br /&gt;愿我们珍惜在一起的每一天。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-7671505727361401560?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/7671505727361401560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=7671505727361401560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/7671505727361401560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/7671505727361401560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='选择'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-51246939351682954</id><published>2008-12-30T17:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:08:13.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>上帝的祝福</title><content type='html'>每一天都是上帝的祝福，不论成功还是失败，都是一种祝福。&lt;br /&gt;上帝的祝福在于你信与不信，只要你相信，不气馁，不放弃， 一定会成功！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然，成功与否也包括了你自己的信念和坚持！&lt;br /&gt;拿破仑成经说过，我成功，因为志在要成功，未尝踌躇。&lt;br /&gt;人生之光荣，不在永不失败，而在能屡仆屡起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008年，凭着这一份坚持，信念，永不放弃的精神，与同事和家人的支持达到了我想要的成绩。&lt;br /&gt;成绩固然重要，但过程也教会我长大，教会我思考。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感恩，是我现在的心情。。。。感谢上帝给以我的祝福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009年，将会是一个新的开始。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-51246939351682954?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/51246939351682954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=51246939351682954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/51246939351682954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/51246939351682954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_30.html' title='上帝的祝福'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-7265112485543685269</id><published>2008-12-25T21:59:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:29:14.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>二零零八之圣诞晚餐</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SVdw-My8u4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_Lvh9sNOlj4/s1600-h/holy_family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284816901631687554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SVdw-My8u4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_Lvh9sNOlj4/s400/holy_family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天是圣诞节，外公和舅舅,阿姨一家人都来到我们家吃圣诞晚餐. 大概下午六时正大舅和小舅还有外公和三姨一起到，大姨后来六时半到， 还好大家都还满准时到达， 要不然可饿死我！ 因为想要减肥而少吃午餐的我可真的好饿！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然, 妈妈今晚煮了她的拿手好菜- 加哩鸡和炒福建面, 从下午四点半煮到七时! 而大姨也煮了她的拿手好菜 “咋肉”， 三姨因为只和三姨丈来所以只买了批萨，还是买一送一， 真划！而大姐煮糖水, 煮的是六味糖水! 原本应该炖六至七个小时的糖水却应为大姐的健忘而只炖了四个小时！还好，还有味道，蛮好喝一下哈哈哈。。。。一下罢了！大舅买了加映萨爹！而小舅也卖了两公斤重的蛋糕，但不是圣诞蛋糕而是生日蛋糕！ 因为表弟明年二月份会去当兵所以提早庆祝. 其实，今天的晚餐跟以往不一样，少了外公的海参肉，就少了那么一样东西，好像少了一份意义，以往每年的圣诞，大家都会用心煮一份晚餐，可能大家都太忙了吧，把圣诞节的意义都给忘了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚餐大概七点半开始，大家好像饿鬼似的吃得狼吞虎燕！妈妈的福建面第一个被吃光光！2公斤的面也！加哩鸡也在半个小时内吃剩骨头和加哩汁哈哈。。 好！萨爹也在一个小时内清光光（150枝）。“咋肉”也好吃。 表哥还一边吃一边埋怨大姨好久没煮“咋肉”。这是婆婆第一年和她的媳妇的家人一起庆祝圣诞节，看来她也很开心！婆婆信佛，从小婆婆就不喜欢妈妈，因为宗教信仰的关系，妈妈常被说不懂礼仪，说话直，每当妈妈被说不是时我们四兄弟姐妹心里都不好受！但我们不气馁, 一直努力做好本分，不被看扁！今天我们可谓“有为青年”！不负妈妈当年的一片苦心。。。而婆婆终于也明白虽然我们是天主教徒，但那一份孝敬她的心是永远不会变的。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管怎样，今天的圣诞晚餐是在热热闹闹的气氛下度过的！我们是在小嘉豪的蹦蹦跳跳及舅舅们的翻版DVD 的嘈闹声，还有谈话声和欢笑声中度过的。。而我的肚子也被萨爹，福建面，“咋肉”还有批萨给撑大！在加上糖水和蛋糕简直不能动！看来今晚又加多2公斤重！瘦这样东西越来越遥不可及！ 正式宣布减肥失败！明年再来！哈哈。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日期：25/12/2008 （星期四）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人数：爸爸，妈妈，婆婆，大姐，姐夫，小嘉豪，弟，Barry, 我，外公&lt;br /&gt;大姨，大表哥 表嫂，Edmond外甥，Sharon外甥女, 二表哥&lt;br /&gt;三姨，三姨丈&lt;br /&gt;大舅，Aaron 表弟&lt;br /&gt;小舅，Mark 表弟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心情指数：星星星星星 呵呵。。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-7265112485543685269?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/7265112485543685269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=7265112485543685269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/7265112485543685269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/7265112485543685269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='二零零八之圣诞晚餐'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SVdw-My8u4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_Lvh9sNOlj4/s72-c/holy_family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-628572410337841864</id><published>2008-12-03T21:41:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:43:09.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Is Around the Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/STvErUp0RXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iTIJALGkHQw/s1600-h/pooh_eeyore_christmas_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277027636952188274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/STvErUp0RXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iTIJALGkHQw/s400/pooh_eeyore_christmas_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time passes so fast that it's end of the year again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were younger that time, this is the most waited day of the year, where we can go shopping and buy some new cloths, setting up Christmas tree (from 5 inches now 9 inches)receive Christmas gift from parents, exchanging gift among siblings, and go to grandparents house for a nice dinner (but without Turkey..)..attending Christmas eve mass with joyful Christmas song were wonderful and blessing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when we grow older, the feelings of Christmas changes.. No longer exchange Christmas gift, no more excitement to go shopping for new cloths or gift.. as we all grow older. Christmas dinner has become a norm.. where no longer celebrating it in grandparents house, now aunt and uncle has to takes turn to prepare dinner in their house.. anyway i still feel blessed to celebrate Christmas with all my family members.. I remember that 1st year in University i celebrate Christmas in USM alone, due to the stupid lecture arrange the exam 2 days after Christmas, i were force to study in hostel, mum and dad plus sis and bro all went to Uncle Tony house to celebrate Christmas, and they were having BBQ, everyone was having fun except me.. i were sobbing alone in my room.. feel so lonely and kesian.. and since that day i swear i will not ever celebrate Christmas alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year grandpa suggested to celebrate Christmas in our house, mum already decided to cook curry chicken and fried hokkian mee this is her 拿手菜, and asking all the aunt to prepare some food as well, but there's never a turkey in our Christmas and i didn't know why? This year Vincent wont be able to join us, as he's in Japan, well ...Vincent i hope you wont have the feeling i have before, go out and celebrate with your friends or else you'll feel home sick..however you can still send us Christmas gift ok frm Japan hahah!!!! Besides that, this year we have 1 new member joining us and he is Nicholas (my dearest nephew) to play with.... plan to buy him a gift too..hope he will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least May this Christmas bring more joy and happiness to everyone, and fill this day with laughter and harmony. Peace on Earth and stop the killing of the innocence animals! Amen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-628572410337841864?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/628572410337841864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=628572410337841864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/628572410337841864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/628572410337841864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-around-corner.html' title='Christmas Is Around the Corner'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/STvErUp0RXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iTIJALGkHQw/s72-c/pooh_eeyore_christmas_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-1447816945357940997</id><published>2008-11-24T23:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:44:11.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>累！</title><content type='html'>当我看见自己幸幸苦苦付出的努力有些成绩时，却被一个奸人的所做所为一手打成灰净时那种心情实在有够难受！我以一年的时间建立一座山，他人却以一天的时间把它吹毁！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明明可以很开心也可以很放心，觉得只要我很努力地付出就可以有收获，但偏偏天为人意总要让人跌倒，失意，难过时才可以再爬起来！为何？真的很想放弃！好累！好累！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天的心情都被搞砸了！干脆嫁人当个少奶奶算了！哈哈。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-1447816945357940997?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/1447816945357940997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=1447816945357940997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/1447816945357940997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/1447816945357940997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_24.html' title='累！'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-1363567221574157568</id><published>2008-11-18T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:17:57.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETIMES....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i think i am smart..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think i am stupid..&lt;br /&gt;But i am lucky to know that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i have a normal brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feels like giving up..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feels like to keep moving on..&lt;br /&gt;But i am lucky to know that i am still trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i am down,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i am so happy..&lt;br /&gt;But i am lucky to know that i still have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i am so angry with friends&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i am so happy to be with friends&lt;br /&gt;But i am lucky to know that i still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel like no hope in life&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel like i wanted to just walk away from this life&lt;br /&gt;But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i am lucky to know that this is not me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are Happy to be in love,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are Sad to break off,&lt;br /&gt;But we are lucky to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; a chance to fall in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame no one for any mistake as i do make mistake,&lt;br /&gt;Hate no one but to love everyone and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be happier,&lt;br /&gt;Live life to the fullest as this is my only life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer: Maria Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Inspired&lt;/span&gt; by: Thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;Area to improve: Stop talking nonsense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-1363567221574157568?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/1363567221574157568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=1363567221574157568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR_dLMgk3JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kWH6-rt1v5g/s1600-h/060219_CinGorilla_vmed_widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269173273452928146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR_dLMgk3JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kWH6-rt1v5g/s400/060219_CinGorilla_vmed_widec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray hard that many ppl will read my blog one day, at least i can share a little of my heart to you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today im not writing on behalf of me, or what i think, but for you to think what can u do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to Dian Fossey - spend some time to read &lt;a href="http://www.gorillafund.org/"&gt;http://www.gorillafund.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think- Do you defend for your family, your wife and your children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think- Do you do enough for your children in FUTURE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think- Will your children know what is Gorilla, Lion, or even a penguin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to the lyrics - Micheal Jackson Earth Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, what about yesterday(What about us)?&lt;br /&gt;What about the seas(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The heavens are falling down(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even breathe(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the bleeding Earth(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't we feel its wounds(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about nature's worth(ooo, ooo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's our planet's womb(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about animals(What about it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've turned kingdoms to dust(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about elephants(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have we lost their trust(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about crying whales(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're ravaging the seas(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about forest trails(ooo, ooo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burnt despite our pleas(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the holy land(What about it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Torn apart by creed(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the common man(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't we set him free(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about children dying(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't you hear them cry(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where did we go wrong(ooo, ooo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone tell me why(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about babies(What about it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the days(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about all their joy(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the man(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the crying man(What about us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about Abraham(What was us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about death again(ooo, ooo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we give a damn!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-1255973224026450285?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/1255973224026450285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=1255973224026450285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/1255973224026450285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/1255973224026450285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-we-can-do.html' title='What we can do?'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR_dLMgk3JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kWH6-rt1v5g/s72-c/060219_CinGorilla_vmed_widec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-2171763276869799090</id><published>2008-11-12T22:20:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:05:41.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小叮当与我</title><content type='html'>小叮当与我... 我从小就爱看小叮当的漫画,他丰富了我的童年,相信他也必定丰富了不少小孩的童年吧. 我从小学五年级就开始读漫画了, 爸爸如果到书店买书,姐姐弟弟和我一定跟, 因为姐他爱读小说而弟爱看漫画当然我也一不例外一样爱看漫画, 最开心的就是不用我们出钱..呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从小就买了不少本小叮当的漫画,算起来应该有十几本吧,只可惜我和弟都不会照顾东西,搞得所有漫画都不像样,不是少了封面, 就是不见了几业,要不然就是五马分尸,现在想起心很痛!好好的书不保管,现在想找一本完整的小叮当都难! 真是悔不当初!&lt;br /&gt;我以前还成经想过要开漫画店,看来是难如登天!不过还好这不是我一个人的梦想, 所以大家还有漫画店好泡!哈哈...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多人问我小叮当真的那么好看?我的答案永远是一样的-就是超好看!. 因为大雄有小叮当, 那来自未来世界的叮当, 而小叮当有好多法宝! 如-时光机, 八宝袋, 任意门等等..任你发挥你的想像力!&lt;br /&gt;好看的原因也包括了大雄的一班好友, 如- 宜静,技安, 和阿福. 他们当然也是时常欺负大雄,但也帮了他不少忙, 真是哭笑有泪! 人生当中不也是这样吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然如果有小叮当和他的法宝,生活会加倍精彩! 给我的话不开心时就打开任意门, 到世界的另一端, 想知到未来老公是谁就跳上时光机! 哈哈..而当我被欺负时, 随手打开八宝袋, 戴上竹箐蜓到处飞翔一番,然后再来一一收拾那些乌龟王八蛋, 有你好看! 而万一法宝出现故障的话,那就不得了了,分分钟到外星人的世界, 然后再捉一只回来展览, 那一定赚不少钱吧...哈哈哈.哈...但最开心的还是有小叮当在身边陪伴.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是开心的故事总有悲伤的一面,曾经听说过,大雄其实是一个患有优郁症和自闭的小孩, 所有的一切都是他自己的幻想. 现实世界里不也一样有大雄吗? 突然觉得好悲哀...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;超爱：大长篇系列 (一至十二)&lt;br /&gt;作者：滕子F不二雄&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-2171763276869799090?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/2171763276869799090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=2171763276869799090' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/2171763276869799090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/2171763276869799090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='小叮当与我'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-4610078575461752533</id><published>2008-11-05T22:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:48:19.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nick Name</title><content type='html'>I have a few nick names, actually i like all my nick name. They are ah Bi, Kian Kian, Bi Mong Mong, gemuk, pui poh, and Maria fish ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, My Mum, Dad, and elder relatives from my dad side all call me ah Bi, cute leh..the reason they call me ah Bi is because when i was born everyone call me baby, but y they didn't call my sister baby?? And my cousin sister always ask, when our age are some where like 70 or 80 are they going to call me ah Bi? well, in my opinion is still ok lah, what so big deal, ah Bi only mah not baby, so Iris, one day when u read my blog u can still call me ah Bi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kian kian is always so nice to hear when my auntie and uncle and my grandpa call me (mother side). They call me Kian kian is because my name is Maria Tan Lek Kian, and all my auntie and uncle are English edu, so they hv to call me Kian kian. When they call me Kian kian, i feel different. It is not being called very often but i feel like I'm back to small kid, where every year i use to celebrate Christmas at my grandpa house, with Christmas tree and present. But now, grandpa is not feeling well, he has become thinner, coz he has TB, now we don't get to celebrate Christmas at his house, he's not very happy now a day when we celebrate Christmas, he misses grandma too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next!, when talk about "Bi Mong Mong" this nick name i cant stop thinking of my cousin, especially my eldest cousin Mee Jie, she's the one who created this nick name, that day onwards all her sisters start teasing me and calling me "Bi Mong mong". Reason being is : i have a cute little small eyes. But the truth is they think it's not that cute, it's just small, in Cantonese "Mong Choo Ngan" . But if u compare to Sandy Lim or "Ling yee Lian", mine consider big lorr..and If u have ever see my elder sister, her eyes is totally different from me, big and round, but luckily my two younger brother Peter and Vincent has the same eyes like mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how bout Gemuk and Pui poh? It is created by Mr Barry, when we first know each other he use to call me dear or bi, now!.. he only call me gemuk or pui poh. Again i can't deny that i am fatter now, i think i increase 5-6kg from the day i know him. That means I'm happy, and i eat more and more. This i have to say thank you to my mum too, when I'm back home you always cook delicious dinner for me. Thanks mum!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Maria fish.. it all begins when i am in Sipadan, i got bitten by a giant trigger fish, when i swim through its territory, it thinks that my sexy leg is too sexy for him so it bite me.. again i have to thank Ling Chong and Kai Ren for saving my life. And the creator for this name, i cant really remember who create this name, anyway i have a very memorable trip, and from the day onwards I'm forbidden to swim whenever there's fish in it haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice name that were given by my dearest team mates were maria THE Philippians maid, another 6sigma black belt uncle John also like to call me "bun mui" Y? Because it is my name maria. As HongKee drama like to call their maid Ma...ri..a, then everyone starts to misunderstand that Maria is use for maid especially from Philippine. But just to let everyone know, Maria is actually Lord Jesus Christ mother Mary's name. I'm proud of my name, I'm not too mad at my team mates, at least some time we hv things to laugh at. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my lovely nick name i wanted so much to reveal other ppl nick name, and also the story behind their nick name. I'll be back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-4610078575461752533?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/4610078575461752533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=4610078575461752533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/4610078575461752533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/4610078575461752533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-nick-name.html' title='My Nick Name'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-9203171995292765220</id><published>2008-11-04T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:12:29.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Style</title><content type='html'>All the while I'm quite a conservative person, i don't wear sleeveless, wear dress, skirts, no make up, never wear scarfs or necklace, and seldom buy new cloths. But lately i found that I've change a lot. Reason being is I'm with the new company, new colleagues and new working environment. My colleagues always encourage me to wear nicer, and put on some make up as personal appearance is important especially when u hv to meet clients everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually something good to me, as I'll hv better appearance to everyone. I like the new me, more trendy and more confident, the words says that "In this world, there's no ugly women, there's only lazy women". I don't want to be a lazy women, i want to look good and more confidence so i choose to spend wisely and make my self feel better. i think it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday I'm going to waterfalls, quite excited, coz the previous one i cant go into the water due to some reason, this time I'm going to have fun. Going to post some photo as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-9203171995292765220?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/9203171995292765220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=9203171995292765220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/9203171995292765220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/9203171995292765220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-style.html' title='My Style'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-5257499045408648185</id><published>2008-11-04T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:57:30.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blue</title><content type='html'>Well, my third post, anyway i am sure nobody read my blog anyway. Still i would love to post what i think and what i want to comment here. Everyday ppl tell lies. Sometimes the lie are good one, some times it is bad. I do tell lies some time, but all my intention is good one. However it's also very individual, my intention might be good, some might take it too personally and think that it's bad. I have a friend, very unpredictable, i like to be friend with her, coz she's a nice person, lately she change for better or worse im not sure, but for sure she's not the one i know anymore. I saw her life changed, more trendy, prettier, richer, promoted..and many more. Is she happier? im not sure, i cant judge. But what i can tell is "U r somebody to me and your friends here, as long as u know that we are your friends." We dont need u to entertain, but treat us like your friends. I always believe that even friendship is not individual, some times u hv to contact your friend once a while, and there's no harm for u to take a step in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-5257499045408648185?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/5257499045408648185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=5257499045408648185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/5257499045408648185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/5257499045408648185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-my-third-post-anyway-i-am-sure.html' title='Monday Blue'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-3543754990331037643</id><published>2008-11-01T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:35:46.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><content type='html'>After 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Oct a bad day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; back to work yesterday, well not too bad, talking to Dr and sharing my bad day experience seems to attract their attention for a while, then everyone started to share &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; incidence as well. But there is one funny one, one of the Hospital admin head told me that his daughter also had an accident last week, the funniest one is that she reverse the car, and instead of stepping on the break she accelerate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... then BOOM..ran on the neighbours car, and there is some kid inside, but luckily it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; injured anyone.. (- -)'''  cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;harr&lt;/span&gt;.. well, just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;malang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tidak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;berbau&lt;/span&gt;", when it happen it just happen.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, later in the afternoon i went to the workshop to submit my insurance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;police&lt;/span&gt; and etc to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Toyota&lt;/span&gt;, i saw my car from far..and when i walk closer.. Oh My GOD..at the back the bonnet is bend in and the light broken S*^$t.. then my heart sink for a while.. then look closer again..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; it's not my car the car plate is different.. huh.. thank god, thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;seuh&lt;/span&gt;" even parking inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Toyota&lt;/span&gt; centre also can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; accident.&lt;br /&gt;So then after work and when i reach home have a chat with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;, they still laughing at me.. really no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sympathy&lt;/span&gt;.. sigh..anyway again it's my careless. Then wash my cloths, well i always think that if i wash cloths by using hand i can reduce weight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. but i think it wont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; later i ate dinner plus supper fried chicken, so u tell me how to loose weight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-3543754990331037643?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/3543754990331037643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=3543754990331037643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/3543754990331037643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/3543754990331037643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900295271242396007.post-5952910252066358108</id><published>2008-10-30T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:26:05.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Well, cant believe that the 1st time i blog is actually a bad day for me.. just had an accident today.. not very bad but it's my own fault.. so was like in a bad mood the whole day.. just like one of the song..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; must always remember to learn from mistake.. and luckily my bro and Barry is around else i must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; gone crazy i guess..&lt;br /&gt;ya.. now am listening to Beethoven Symphony No. 5, he's such a great composer or u call him a musician, i just fell in love with his music.. so touch n he's really a talented person.. how i wish i can be like him, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; some talent in some way ..music?? i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; no talent in music at all, but luckily i can still feel the passion...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900295271242396007-5952910252066358108?l=symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/feeds/5952910252066358108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900295271242396007&amp;postID=5952910252066358108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/5952910252066358108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900295271242396007/posts/default/5952910252066358108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symphonyno7tan.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Maria Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667636783915527855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nbWrOew6co/SR2j0o4A_2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iABXvOPqQ8I/S220/doraemon2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
