<?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-6262342</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:35:33.036+08:00</updated><category term='23rd'/><title type='text'>Love is the sweetest sin</title><subtitle type='html'>Love is the sweetest sin</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>213</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-2715411758191631629</id><published>2007-12-19T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T11:19:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at last, today i am on leave.i am free!and i have time to update!its been one heck of a busy time.nowadays i begin to think that 24 hours is not enough in a day.i need 48 hours!time flies by so fast when i am all busy.if only the earth orbits slower,then our day and night will be much longer.and i can do sooooooo much more!i can:-hang out with my darling-hang out with my best friends-hang out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/2715411758191631629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/2715411758191631629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2715411758191631629' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4-9pmEyybE/R2iD9AYw9KI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GJw2dJFUhC4/s72-c/25th+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-5542295389259745479</id><published>2007-11-12T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:01:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey there!its been a while since i updated so this is gonna be another short one.recently i just celebrated 2 years with my girl on the 23rd of octcan you imagine?2 years!the only other long relationship i had was 6 months.haha.and the rest hardly reached that.so its a milestone for me personallyit was never easy but we made it throughwith all the hard work and determination we hadso heres to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/5542295389259745479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/5542295389259745479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5542295389259745479' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4-9pmEyybE/Rze-UxdrxbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/cyL59P-tU80/s72-c/anniversary1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-5067038700857327735</id><published>2007-10-18T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:16:31.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I am called to duty, God Wherever Flames may rageGive me the strength to save some lifeWhatever Be its age Help me embrace a little childBefore it is too lateOr save an older person from The horror of that fate Enable me to be alert andHear the weakest shoutAnd quickly and efficientlyTo put the fire out I want to fill my calling andTo give the best in meTo guard my every neighbor And protect</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/5067038700857327735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/5067038700857327735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5067038700857327735' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-989139694160081064</id><published>2007-10-16T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T14:23:23.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well hello!Its been a while since i updated!Or rather id say, its a been a loonggg time!Sorry for the long awaited post.Ive actually been very busy with work and life.Before i forget, i would like to wish all muslims a very happy SELAMAT HARI RAYA! Life has been great and the fasting month went over so quickly.It was a testing time but i got through it unscathed.The trials and tribulations of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/989139694160081064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/989139694160081064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#989139694160081064' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4-9pmEyybE/RxRUWPmD_dI/AAAAAAAAADo/6K6M0ug_Dlg/s72-c/blog+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-1659166093094600324</id><published>2007-09-22T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:38:34.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23rd'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>23 monthsThats how long we've been togetherNur Shaikhah, youve changed so muchand ive changed so much tooall for the betteras the saying goesbehind every man there is a womanand you are the one standing behind me all this whilei still remember the first time i met youand my love for you has grown with each passing dayi love you and only youyou are my pillar of strengththank you for everything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/1659166093094600324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/1659166093094600324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1659166093094600324' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4-9pmEyybE/RvUYxml46lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OLCzSCuG2g0/s72-c/DSC09210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-2581566729576425959</id><published>2007-09-16T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T09:09:16.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to my one and only loveYou are the love of my life.Forever and always will.Happy 22nd birthday.I hope our simple celebration will be enough.Life is short and live it to the fullest.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/2581566729576425959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/2581566729576425959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2581566729576425959' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4-9pmEyybE/Rux_CsM_IUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EjusNLdPX4A/s72-c/22nd+month+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-3186065930023978746</id><published>2007-09-07T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:31:09.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am feeling so fatigued.it has been a very long week and it is going to get so much longer.had my community bonding day rehearsal from 10am till 5plus today, and tommorow ill be working 24 hours. then the very next day we will have the actual community bonding day till 5pm. so ill be working for 32 hours straight! this is madness! well actually this is life in SCDF. hard as it may sound, work is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/3186065930023978746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/3186065930023978746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3186065930023978746' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-3090745916733192374</id><published>2007-09-01T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:52:15.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I feel like a heroand you are my heroinedo you know that your love is the sweetest sin"- boys like girls its been a long long time since i touched my blogand the reason is:1 . I am busy with work (who isn't?)2 . I am busy with my girlfriend and family3 . I am busy playing my xbox 3604 . I am busy with talks and the occasional events at work5 . I basically have no timeand then you would ask, how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/3090745916733192374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/3090745916733192374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3090745916733192374' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-2779507134916293731</id><published>2007-08-29T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T11:28:42.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and here i amafter a long hiatusbbeckham is back!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/2779507134916293731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/2779507134916293731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2779507134916293731' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114934671369275592</id><published>2006-06-03T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T22:58:33.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ever since wirna told me to try bloggingi was reluctant at first but after a while i still continuedtelling my life stories and experiencebut now im with someoneand with that, i would like to start anewthis is a new startso here it is..http://tetapmilikmu.blogspot.com/ adiosand thanks for all the comments the past few yearspastures anewgoodbye</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114934671369275592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114934671369275592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114934671369275592' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114804442703939188</id><published>2006-05-19T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T21:13:47.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know its been a while since i blogged.so if anyone is reading this and want me to continue,please leave me a comment.cos other than that, i feel like going away from this for a while.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114804442703939188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114804442703939188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114804442703939188' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114640130421733208</id><published>2006-04-30T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T20:48:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we cant please everyoneand that is truecos if one do, another wonti know this for a fact friends are importanti cannot deny itbut maybe 10 years from nowwill all of them still be around you?maybe only those chosen few who cares and stick by you will be but ask yourself this questionwere they there when you criedwere they there when you need helpwere they there when you were stressed out and you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114640130421733208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114640130421733208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114640130421733208' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114611046522066532</id><published>2006-04-27T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T12:18:20.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy 6 months darling.i cherished every moment spent with you.i still remember the first time i met you.it felt just like yesterday.to many more years ahead of us.through the good times and the bad.ill always be by your side.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114611046522066532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114611046522066532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114611046522066532' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114519648353307796</id><published>2006-04-16T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T22:08:04.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im pouring my heart and soul in this entry *******************well i triedand i did my bestbut it just wasnt good enoughi didnt get into the coursei would lie if i'd say im not dissapointedi feel so down and outi feel confusedsadi had a talk with my dadand something he said made me almost cry in front of himhe asked me if i prayed to get into NTUand i said i didhe replied,"I prayed for you more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114519648353307796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114519648353307796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114519648353307796' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114338013177592409</id><published>2006-04-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T15:11:02.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ill make this random entry short:i represented CD's 4th division soccer team. i got thru the selection and we played all the way to the semi finals but lost. and in the 3rd and 4th placing, we lost 3-2. Luck wasnt on our side.before the normal soccer game for hazmat rangers,i went out with my bro,rio around town looking for his wwe belt but there seems to be a shortage of it around singapore. and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114338013177592409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114338013177592409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114338013177592409' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114381687131742757</id><published>2006-03-31T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T23:27:09.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kenapa ada deritaBila bahagia terciptaKenapa ada sang hitamBila putih menyenangkan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114381687131742757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114381687131742757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114381687131742757' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114310136046107293</id><published>2006-03-23T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:09:20.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>5 MONTHS.Thanks for the love darling. its been great having you around,to hold so close in my arms,feels like heaven is inside,the very girl that i like. its never was easy, but we are still one. sometimes i made her angry, and sometimes i made her cry,but deep down inside, all i wanted is the best for her.maybe i can never be enough cos i can never be,but what i can be is your pillar of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114310136046107293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114310136046107293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114310136046107293' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114284094398502879</id><published>2006-03-20T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:02:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phew..........MY life has been so hectic! after 1 ( or more) long month away from blogging, im back!BACK!!!I SAY BACK!!!!soooooooo long since ive put up an entryand to tell you the truth i kinda missed itmany events went bybut im not gonna reflect on allcos it would take you hours to read itfirstly, valentines day was a blast since it was my first with shaikhahthen our 4th month together was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114284094398502879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114284094398502879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114284094398502879' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114226729811661400</id><published>2006-03-14T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T00:40:58.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im confused.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114226729811661400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114226729811661400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114226729811661400' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-114128968698438479</id><published>2006-03-02T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T16:54:46.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im back! future posts are bound to come! ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114128968698438479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/114128968698438479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114128968698438479' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113911753443945236</id><published>2006-02-05T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T13:32:14.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.A person whom one knows; an acquaintance.A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade. its just plain sad when someone whom you think as a friend talks behind your backmakes you the scapegoat all the timeget angry at you at the slightest mistakeand worst of alldont support you when you are in need i wouldnt call that a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113911753443945236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113911753443945236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113911753443945236' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113898097731867473</id><published>2006-02-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:36:17.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive been busy. very very busy. the main reason?my portfolio.bleh. its been frustrating and its been hard work. always ending the night late. trying to fit things into my schedule. making my brain think creatively all the time. im trying my best but sometimes i think its not enough. but ill get through it. i know i can. 28 feb.the day it ends.yeay.+++++    3rd month was celebrated with dearie a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113898097731867473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113898097731867473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113898097731867473' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113793808451359834</id><published>2006-01-23T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T21:56:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dearie,3rd month and still going strong.we've been thru so many things in this short period of time andi know nothing is impossible between usive given you everything andill give you my everythingi love you from the bottom of my heartYour love,Andhika</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113793808451359834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113793808451359834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113793808451359834' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113763370929570781</id><published>2006-01-19T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T09:43:10.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after a long hiatus im back!ive been sorely missing in my blog due to the lack and constraint of time.so many things that needs to be done.and the primary reason for that is MY PORTFOLIO!arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!im currently in the process of creating my portfolioso that i can enrol into NTU's Art Design N Media coursei went for the talk at intercontinental hotelfound out only 140 students are admitted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113763370929570781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113763370929570781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113763370929570781' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113659955764683759</id><published>2006-01-07T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:08:13.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2006 is finally here!sorry for the late post cos i have been very busy these past few days.i spent the first day of 2006 with dearie!yeay!we spent the day at changi airport,and i havent been there  since many,many years ago.very BIG place with so many people.we just sat down and talked,and talked,and talked.at changi   its just wonderful to strike a conversation with dearie.cos it always made me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113659955764683759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113659955764683759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113659955764683759' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113603380046612401</id><published>2005-12-31T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:58:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2005 has been a very interesting year.many wonderful things has happened in this short period of time.some good, some bad.i may not recap all of it but ill try my best.the badmy uncle passed awayhe was a dear friend of mine. i hope he's enjoying himself up there.cousin pipit getting marriedmy "sis" getting married was exciting.involved in ndptoo many weekends was burned due to this time wasting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113603380046612401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113603380046612401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113603380046612401' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113587433500141068</id><published>2005-12-29T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:38:55.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i celebrated my 2nd month with my dearie, shaikhah on the 23rd dec with much delight. i was planning to get white lilies for her as she loves them but the shop only had one so i had to do with what i had.hid the flowers behind me as i reached her home and suprised her with it.hehe.hope she loved them.she suprised me too with a watch, a beautiful one.i told her several days before that i lost my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113587433500141068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113587433500141068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113587433500141068' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113530119270528622</id><published>2005-12-23T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T09:44:33.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy 2nd Month Anniversary!!!Its been only 2 months of us being together but it already felt like an eternity.as if ive know my dearie, Nur ShaikhahFOREVER.Ever since the day i laid my eyes on you,and i felt my heart beating faster,i knew you were the one for me,cos you always made me feel better.I count the blessings that keep our love new,theres one for me and a million for you,theres just so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113530119270528622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113530119270528622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113530119270528622' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113448734325692417</id><published>2005-12-13T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:34:55.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sooooooooo long since i had time to update my blog. i forgot it even existed. hehe. so what happened the past few weeks?i had a suprise call up to come back to station for an operation with the police a while back. they raided illegal and prostitute dens while we,SCDF, or rather, all the NSF from Rota 2 with minimun resources,only 2 ladders and 4 life buoys, standby near the canal in case they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113448734325692417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113448734325692417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113448734325692417' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113405494386424090</id><published>2005-12-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:16:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a quickie.i knew we had problems.but we talked and solved it.thats the great thing about being in love.cos your love will understand.she always will.thats why i love her so much.shall update soon.work tmrw.bleh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113405494386424090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113405494386424090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113405494386424090' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113396576656269355</id><published>2005-12-07T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:29:26.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quick post.changed the image at the top.took an hour to create it but i think its worth it.cos it has shaikhah in it!yeay!shall update soon..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113396576656269355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113396576656269355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113396576656269355' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113370188784559913</id><published>2005-12-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:11:31.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love her.i really do.but sometimes there are other factors that affects me.like the distance.cos shes so far away. i wanna be with her every day if i could.but sometimes after a long day out, home just seems so far.it can be frustrating. it can be tiring.it can be so many things at a time.then there's money.i hate money. it gives so much problems.im 8 days away from my pay day and im dead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113370188784559913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113370188784559913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113370188784559913' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113349959913945728</id><published>2005-12-02T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T20:28:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last week, i was doodling on my ps2 after doing some designs, when suddenly dear called me and asked to open the front door. i was like "What??". It turned out that she came all the way from school to my place with nasi lemak in her hands. earlier, i had told her that i was all alone at home and had no food to eat. HUNGRY!!! and she suprised me by coming to my house with delicious food. hehe. im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113349959913945728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113349959913945728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113349959913945728' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113275591194555644</id><published>2005-11-23T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:25:12.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 month together.it feels like an eternity.it feels like ive known you forever.i dont care what others say.you are what you are andi love you for that dear.thanks for being here for me,thanks for caring and loving me,im not perfect and i hope you see,that we are meant to be...Hari Raya With Dearie's Friends Police Coast Guard Open Housepokemon fanatic. haha gamerposing sehloveQilah, dearie's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113275591194555644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113275591194555644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113275591194555644' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113198022967037575</id><published>2005-11-14T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:57:09.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wish life was simple.back in the days when i was a kid,i didnt need to think about so much stuff.no troubles, no deadlines, no stress.just the carefree world.time changes.and so do people; they grow up.with that enters something else.money issues, work issues, life issues.responsibilities and so much to think about.i wish i could go back being a kid.then i wouldnt have to worry so much.ps. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113198022967037575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113198022967037575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113198022967037575' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113146489564357394</id><published>2005-11-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:48:15.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>working on hari raya was very relaxing. came to work and saw a few wearing baju kurung. hehe. i wanted to wear but it was raining so i decided against it. when i reached upstairs, the whole table was filled with food! can last 1 month i think. haha. everyone brought their mom or wife's cooking so we got to taste each and every one of it.i dont know why but the mood of hari raya this year is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113146489564357394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113146489564357394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113146489564357394' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113094662502397299</id><published>2005-11-02T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:52:27.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>selamat hari raya to all my readers!i just came back from dearie's house. wow, ive already met her mum! haha. i broke my fast there and had an enjoyable time. though i was nervous at first, i felt better after a while. it went well and dearie's mum was really nice. her sis was very sweet (but always bullied by her sis,haha) and her bro is very funny. dearie looks very cute in her specs. *ahem*.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113094662502397299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113094662502397299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113094662502397299' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113068406133438874</id><published>2005-10-30T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T22:54:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with dearie on fri, sat and sunday. hehe. i miss her so much.friday was the chili crab day. broke fast with her, lulu, abg sha and lulu cousin at kembangan. very far seh. haha. but the food was worth it. and the trip was worth it cos i get to see dearie!saturday i was at geylang with my family and decided to call dearie along. she met my mom and sis a lil while then we went off to bugis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113068406133438874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113068406133438874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113068406133438874' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-113039130008111623</id><published>2005-10-27T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T13:35:00.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love is blind.and so it is.i dont know where to start. it just happens. seems that ive known her since forever. shes so perfect for me. kind, sweet, caring, loving, happy and so lovely. what more can i ask for? its just too good to be true. words cant describe how i feel now.yesterday i had an outing with dearie at jurong point's pizza hut. my sis, her boyfriend .a.k.a. mushroom, my best friend </summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113008779716509452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/113008779716509452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113008779716509452' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112990288625830167</id><published>2005-10-21T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:54:46.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first double entry in years!i had a wonderful time todaythanks for being so nice and lovelyi couldnt believe my luckcant wait for the next timei see you again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112990288625830167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112990288625830167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112990288625830167' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112986561791168560</id><published>2005-10-21T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:10:42.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why am i so energetic this days? i cant seem to stop jumping around. even when i was sick, i still wanted to just run and do somersaults. haha. i want to go swimming, go jogging, play soccer, go to the gym, fight a big fire, rescue a dog on a tree and kick some ass. someone please help me.been listening to a lot of new songs recently. the new-old bands like the juliana theory, franz ferdinand, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112986561791168560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112986561791168560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112986561791168560' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112938519123378930</id><published>2005-10-15T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:06:31.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as you know, ill be working on hari raya. why, you would ask? cos if all fireman doesnt come to work on hari raya, fire will spread and wreak havoc! people will die! singapore will be overcome with chaos! maybe im exaggerating a lil bit. anyway, we had a ballot to see who would get to take leave on that very day. it was categorised under a few categories;-hazmat personnels (2 slots)-fire section </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112938519123378930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112938519123378930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112938519123378930' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112904737762856496</id><published>2005-10-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:34:43.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got a day and a reason . Why I should not believe in..anything, anymore. What's this for? My time well spent. I've got all these memories that I cannot believe in . Cause I don't know where I've been all these years. All these years...And do you know this reason. I hope that you can see it cause I will not give up and we all know what you've done again. I can see right through you. You're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112904737762856496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112904737762856496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112904737762856496' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112835046857751887</id><published>2005-10-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:44:46.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(another entry filled with pics. may take some time to load..)i just didnt feel like updating my blog all this time but im back! a lot of things happened the past few weeks. lets see; i started on my bike license, went for numerous CD events (that is a total waste of time), went for a bbq and chalet, searching for dengues (we are the self proclaimed dengue squad), soccer matches every weekend and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112835046857751887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112835046857751887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112835046857751887' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112653097875360832</id><published>2005-09-12T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:16:18.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(this is gonna be an entry filled with pictures so if you are not using cable i suggest you wait a lil while)its been a nice week that has passed. the usual fire calls and soccer at station (ns dudes have beaten the regulars on every duty) basically stayed home a lil more due to lack of cash but i just got my pay so im estatic! the most current event i went to was mr ahmad's farewell dinner. he's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112653097875360832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112653097875360832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112653097875360832' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112590891959240742</id><published>2005-09-05T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T16:28:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and so here i am again, professing my state of confusion on a word called "love". what does it really mean?is it to have someone you like to be around with?is it to have someone who cares for you even though you dont feel the same way?is it to have someone whom you think about before you go to sleep every night?is it to have someone you enjoy being in their company?i really have no clue.  ive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112590891959240742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112590891959240742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112590891959240742' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112521648672696251</id><published>2005-08-28T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T16:08:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with yati yesterday. she wanted to catch a movie and i suggested wedding crashers but in the end they only had 2 front seats for that show. if we caught that, i think we would have gone blind. hehe. caught "the maid" then, a singapore based production. i have to say, the maid in the movie looks too fake. how can a hot babe be a maid? i would have gotten one myself if she was available. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112521648672696251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112521648672696251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112521648672696251' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112497768268577462</id><published>2005-08-25T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:48:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a fuckin tiring day.had my ippt in the morning. to my suprise, i got a silver! wohooo.lucky me.in the noon met up with nani phantom a.k.a manjevelick.followed her doing her photography thingy and stuff.then in the evening met up with rahmah to help her shop.she's gonna "guard" the doors to fluid this coming satand therefore she wanna get some nice clothes and earrings.and now i just reached </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112497768268577462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112497768268577462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112497768268577462' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112485316640218120</id><published>2005-08-24T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:12:46.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and so i was in dreamland. sweetest dreams. and then there was the sound of bells. 3 in the morning. everyone scrambled from their beds. and there i was, sitting and still in a state of confusion, sat there for a while before making sure it was my appliance too. damn, why must it disturb my sleep.to cut it short, jurong and clementi appliances came, but the fire was put out quickly by our station</summary><link 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"peeps" list and added a song to my blog. i need a new layout soon.any 'ol how, ive been trying to cut down on the number of times im going out. been on a tight budget for some time now. but im not gonna miss the play tommorow at ngee ann poly. jumiati and wati are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112435050637013520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112435050637013520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112435050637013520' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112407666396880822</id><published>2005-08-15T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T11:34:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what have you guys been listening to these days? crappy songs are all over the radio. heres a peek of songs i listen to.(Right click and save-target as)Head Automatica - Beating Heart BabyThe Blood Brothers - Love Rhymes With Hideous Car WreckMindless Self Indulgence - Shut Me Up (edit)The Matches - Chain Me FreeEnjoy and tell me whatcha think.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112407666396880822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112407666396880822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112407666396880822' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112394283653393485</id><published>2005-08-13T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T22:21:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and suddenly, it hits me right smack on my face.the pain felt so numb.it felt as if i lost a part of myself.memories from days gone by flash in slow motion in my head.i placed my hands on my face.time stopped.why was it taken away.something so precious and rare.something that cant be found again in this lifetime.tears can never bring it back.nothing can.thank you for being a friend.thank you for </summary><link 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was at the showzone, when the fire just wouldnt die out. well, it did in the end but reignited after we left. lemme stop talking bout ndp, its done with.so this past week had been fun and tiring. see that pic in my previous post? thats my pri school mate, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112368913704742042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112368913704742042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112368913704742042' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112330134848150522</id><published>2005-08-06T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T12:09:08.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shes so sweet...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112330134848150522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112330134848150522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112330134848150522' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112308048616113214</id><published>2005-08-03T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:49:39.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>see that face? it shows sleepy and shagged. thats what it is. ndp rehearsals have been almost a daily fixture and station life is getting hectic. imagine working from 7am till 10 pm and still have to work 24 hour shift the next morning at 8am. kill me please. id rest in a coffin if u'll let me.ok, life has been boring at the moment due to lack of funds in my bank. cannot go club, cannot go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112308048616113214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112308048616113214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112308048616113214' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112264705641702750</id><published>2005-07-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T22:24:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is my first picture blog. (may take a while to load)  NDP is fun!Nurul knows how to play pool! beautiful sky aint it? me and adnan at the watchroom me and iqbal a.k.a iqqie sis, desi and bro, rio enjoying theme park rides eym and me, posing for the camera at HMVok, this just looks gay.haha enjoy the pics. too many more to put in. maybe next time ya.all thanks to the bluetooth for my hp which</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112264705641702750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112264705641702750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112264705641702750' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112186991292170396</id><published>2005-07-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T22:50:41.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> guess what band im listening to right nowand so i missed baybeats. f#$king damn. all due to someone who "fell" sick on the day he was supposed to come for NDP. wasted one whole saturday for that shit. luckily, there was still banu's party to look forward to at midnight. and unfortunately, the 4 guys who came along did a u-turn for 1 hour searching for the god-damn chalet when all the while, it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112186991292170396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112186991292170396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112186991292170396' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112126403999560162</id><published>2005-07-13T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:14:00.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my post are getting from boring to unreadable. i need to do something.well, things ive enjoyed the past few wks;-late night movie with the gang, amir, ummar and nasir-night movie and pool with jo, kent and jeff-bowling and pool action with thiru, shafi and elias-met up with eymani for game of pool and just hang out-hang out with best friend cum staff sergeant at station Iqbal a.k.a iqqie. crazy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112126403999560162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112126403999560162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112126403999560162' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-112048999634795850</id><published>2005-07-04T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:28:59.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rummaging through the pumper, and suddenly, it sounded. "pl 421, fire call". wohoooooooo! at last, fire waiting for me! hahaha. but boy was i dissapointed. bush fire. place was inaccesible. "main air longkang". put it out with stupid canvas beater and water from some stupid natural "longkang". slow and painful way to put out a fire. i wasnt taught fighting fire with longkang water. there were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112048999634795850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/112048999634795850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112048999634795850' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111996655424017433</id><published>2005-06-28T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:49:14.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>came back from batam a couple of days back. was fun and sad at the same time. to see my favourite cousin getting married was very exciting. she's a nurse and i guess that makes her a caring person to be with. hehe. her husband is sure one lucky guy.then there's the sad part, seeing my uncle unable to move freely, bedridden due to diabetes. nothing can prepare me for that, a young healthy middle </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111996655424017433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111996655424017433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111996655424017433' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111918897320578418</id><published>2005-06-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:49:33.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im bored.went theme parks with my bro n siswent ndp rehearsal over and over againwent pool with jeff and jowent pool with amir on his birthdaywent to fire exerciseswheres the big fire?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111918897320578418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111918897320578418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111918897320578418' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111823620648006048</id><published>2005-06-08T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:49:34.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love. Four simple words yet one complicated affair. We cant live with girls but we cant live without them. There are so many meanings to that one word. You can love someone because they share the same interest in everything you do. You can love someone because they are beautiful and perfect to you. You can love someone because they care about you all the time. And you can love someone because </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111823620648006048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111823620648006048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111823620648006048' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111764548939908467</id><published>2005-06-02T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T15:40:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waiting for the rain to stop pouring on that bloody nite...oooooo, its been a while since i updated. where shall i start. lemme jus make it nice and short so that my entry doesnt seem like one long report or composition which you all have once in your life written.-NDP, i was chosen for it. Damn f%ck, me and my other friend,fazli was the only NSF chosen for it. what luck! fghfgjfkddlf. the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111764548939908467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111764548939908467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111764548939908467' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111613107498252679</id><published>2005-05-15T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T12:26:08.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had 3 weird days. good, bad and ugly things happened. will update more with pictures once i get my bluetooth from vinod. adios.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111613107498252679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111613107498252679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111613107498252679' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111560457169593959</id><published>2005-05-09T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T10:23:55.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i guess having to work 1 day and get the next 2 days off has allowed me to have quite a number of free time. i managed to squeeze in 1 week:-watched the movie "millions" with amir-played pool with thiru,vinod and kiran-met old friends of mine-attended a wedding function with amir, ummar, nasir and wati-go jogging in the evenings-watched plenty of dvd movies at home-catched up with good ol' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111560457169593959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111560457169593959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111560457169593959' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111527259302594879</id><published>2005-05-05T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T13:56:33.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>created a new layout to start anew.started work at tuas fire station.started going out alot.started wasting money.started waiting for my pay.hahai got into rota 2 in tuas fire station around a week back. really great rota to be in since its not so "on" and not so "slack" either.turned out twice already for a big fire at the shell fire station near aljunied and some small fire involving cylinder </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111527259302594879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111527259302594879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111527259302594879' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111527006553882207</id><published>2005-05-05T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T13:15:50.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...I know something is wrong, I just don't know what to do. You say it's only me, and, that I'm so perfect for you. I don't want to try no more, I don't want to make this right. I just want you to be true to me one time. And you know it's not so easy when you're all alone, And I wonder if I'm alone in your head.Twelve days gone by, since I have saw you last, I'll give this one more try, I'll give</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111527006553882207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111527006553882207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111527006553882207' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111380134851426283</id><published>2005-04-18T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T13:06:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just returned home yesterday after a long weekend. was lacking sleep and i almost went to dreamland while watching the soccer match on tv.I went for a chalet on saturday. it was diana's birthday, an old friend of mine since the secondary school days. met up with amir due to the other two gang members working their ass off in ns but will be joining us later at night. haha. the place was ok, hot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111380134851426283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111380134851426283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111380134851426283' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111357334158567608</id><published>2005-04-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:55:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at last, i pass out after 6 long months! will update more on a later date. to all ers,be proud that we managed to go this far!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111357334158567608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111357334158567608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357334158567608' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111297777414293853</id><published>2005-04-09T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T14:02:17.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my chemical romanceat last, my chemical romance is getting the coverage that they ought to after 2 awesome albums. and their videos are even coming out on mtv! how great is that. just a year ago, they were totally out of context in such a music scene.back to reality, im passing out next thursday! after 6 months of torturous training and hardships endured by all of us trainees, its time for us to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111297777414293853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111297777414293853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111297777414293853' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111251781771617952</id><published>2005-04-03T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T16:43:37.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One hell of a week, never been this tired in my life. But next week will be worst. How can i survive this..On a brighter note, its 2 more weeks to POP! 14th of April, here i come!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111251781771617952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111251781771617952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111251781771617952' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111172366685694068</id><published>2005-03-25T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:07:46.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oil tank fire fighting, hell of a field exercise</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111172366685694068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111172366685694068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111172366685694068' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111172332702928916</id><published>2005-03-25T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:05:19.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oil tank fire fighting, just one of the few exercises we did</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111172332702928916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111172332702928916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111172332702928916' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-111129352282598333</id><published>2005-03-20T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T12:58:58.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am freaking tired this wkend. it was one hell week with training after training in herendous pace. laying of hose to the 8th floor, carrying 25 kg of equipments up to the 8th floor, repelling ourselves from the 7th floor hanging jus by a harness and other fire fighting barely made me stand up. but this is nothing compared to next week. monday exam, tuesday ippt, wednesday and so on will start </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111129352282598333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/111129352282598333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111129352282598333' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-110999501567457849</id><published>2005-03-05T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T12:13:53.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>see that hair? im gonna cut it tmrw. damn. hahawell, 5 more weeks till i pass out from my 6 month Emergency Response Specialist course. time past by so fast. it just seems like yesterday when i stepped into the Civil Defence Academy. the last few weeks are gonna be hellish, it can last up to 1 or 2 am at night just fighting the fire. but im up to the challenge, to push myself to the limit.bout my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110999501567457849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110999501567457849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110999501567457849' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-110812463455428548</id><published>2005-02-11T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T20:28:30.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my latest poster for 15th ERS passing out ceremonyWow, 2 more months and im outta here. Cant believe its been already 4 months through my ERS course. Punishments have been a common fixture in our daily lives, hardships brought us to our knees and fatigue was a word close to our hearts. But that was only the beginning, next week is when the real training starts. Fighting a flashover, where the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110812463455428548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110812463455428548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110812463455428548' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-110586194733053075</id><published>2005-01-16T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T15:55:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey guys, wassup? been literally months since i updated. life is like a merry go round, it turns non-stop and before you know it, you are still turning at the same point of time. thats what my life feels right now. the past few months many events unfolded. the most memorable one was my 7 day junior commander OBS course at ubin. normally youll think that obs is fun and such, but this course</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110586194733053075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110586194733053075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110586194733053075' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-110398623998138975</id><published>2004-12-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T23:08:40.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a really slow and boring time last week. All we learnt was first aid while the other rota was away on the 7 day junior commander course (OBS) at pulau ubin. CPR, first aid equipments and other forgettable procedures was taught to us in a straightforward and boring manner.This week, we started on our real training again. Outings to Mandai Training Village and Jurong East Fire Station </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110398623998138975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110398623998138975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110398623998138975' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-110274042675426713</id><published>2004-12-11T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T12:47:06.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watching the tv show called Inferno, i looked at the bravery of the firefighters and the hardships they had to go through. To see them fighting fire with all their hearts, some injured, some lost, it just struck me how important my job will be in the future. You see them feeling down when they couldnt save a live and i just feel for them. They dont think for themselves, they think of others. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110274042675426713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/110274042675426713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110274042675426713' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109979281336441318</id><published>2004-11-07T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:00:13.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last week was my last week at Basic Training Centre Jalan Bahar Camp. After 7 long weeks, i was starting to feel at home there. Platoon mates were like brothers and instructors were like father figureto us. But just as i was blending into the environment, i got sent to the Civil Defence Academy.I was posted to a vocation called Emergency Response Specialist, in short, ERS. During the interview </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109979281336441318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109979281336441318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109979281336441318' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109851679391817858</id><published>2004-10-23T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T22:09:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey man, im back from the dead. its been like years since i blogged. ok, not years but still a decent amount of time away from this. well, im currently left with one more week before i finish my ptp (physical training) stage. everything has been smooth sailing so far, except for a few lows here and there.this is how a normal routine day goes:05 15 - wake up to the sound of the alarm clock, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109851679391817858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109851679391817858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109851679391817858' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109617262172493621</id><published>2004-09-26T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T12:23:41.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been 2 wks since i last joined up civil defence, and it was a mixed reaction feeling. and now, im a recruit in Bravo Company, Platoon 5. the whole gang are great people to hang out with. there are many different kind of personalities all around. some doesnt know a single thing that they are doing, some are quite dumb, while others are kinda more well rounded.the training was hard at first, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109617262172493621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109617262172493621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109617262172493621' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109506701636391510</id><published>2004-09-13T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T17:16:56.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cleaning up my room today, i came upon letters i had accumulated over the years stacked inside an old folder. one by one, i read through it with such intent and curiousity. its been years since i last read them, and i was suprised to find letters which i didnt even knew exist.birthdays greetings from my sister 7 years back, from amir, azlin, sharizan, diana and more was uncovered slowly. it was</summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109500406303570935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109500406303570935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500406303570935' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109465337152489366</id><published>2004-09-08T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:15:09.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>started work at science centre on 4th septembeber as a crowd controller, a blessing in disguise to the frustration i had earlier on. wirna, thiru, jefferey and fatimah was assigned to team co-ordinator instead. i had the easier job as i was supposed to control the crowds and contestant, 70% of the time i was sitting down. just to clear people off from the playing field and stopping contestants </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109465337152489366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109465337152489366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109465337152489366' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109405123579671885</id><published>2004-09-01T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T23:07:15.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feb 3rd 2004, an entry by me citing the lyrics from the hoobastank The Reason lyrics.after july 2004, The Reason keeps playing over and over again on the radio! its fuckingly irritating and annoying. everytime i hear it ill switch off the radio. my god what is this world coming to._________________________________________________________________stepford wives is the most boring and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109405123579671885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109405123579671885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109405123579671885' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109379394570084041</id><published>2004-08-29T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T23:39:05.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry bout the last entry, was just having a bad mood on that particular day.things i did the past week:-went out with eymani for pool and slack at town-been playing regular soccer everyday to keep in shapethats one heck of a few activities i had due to money constraints. but luckily, i got my money back! now i understand why money is the root of all evil, if you have some you wanna save </summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109344129139038530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109344129139038530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109344129139038530' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109333400941931725</id><published>2004-08-24T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T15:56:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i watched 2 movies one after another today. caught in america first, a story about an irish family migrating to america to seek a new lease of life. it was a touching and moving movie, making me tear-eyed, the first time ever while watching a movie. great acting and beautiful storyline to go with it.after that, i watched before sunrise (1995), about a romantic accidental meeting of 2 people on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109333400941931725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109333400941931725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109333400941931725' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109318737632805393</id><published>2004-08-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T23:25:48.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive suddenly felt that writing long entries bore people reading it. so ive decided to shorten every entry for reading pleasure.graduation day was great, met people ive not seen for quite a while. getting on stage to get my diploma was a great feeling, even though i knew that i have not worked to my very best in SP, maybe only 40% of my potential. after that, went around taking pictures with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109318737632805393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109318737632805393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109318737632805393' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109298259999547416</id><published>2004-08-20T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T14:16:39.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>congrats on every dmmt students who graduated today. my heartfelt appreciation to all of you. ill update more on this event some other day. well, heres the link to some pictures i took at the ceremony. enjoy it.http://photobucket.com/albums/v215/bbeckham/and for those going into ns or gone in, i hope you guys enjoy yourselves.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109298259999547416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109298259999547416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109298259999547416' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109284362947852454</id><published>2004-08-18T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T23:40:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tommorow is graduation day. i dont know what im feeling right now.happy, yes.sad, yes.its great to see how 3 years have bonded individuals so much.i guess i'll only know when i get up on stage, and receive my diploma.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109284362947852454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109284362947852454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284362947852454' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109266634506281146</id><published>2004-08-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T23:00:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is the last pic before i had my long hair cut. ill cherish this moment for the next 2 years when i enlist into civil defence. haha.( face whiten to hide identity. )where did i left off... oh yeah, i had my temp job at suntec convention centre last thurs and fri. it was on an event called HR Summit where companies feature all their latest technologies and inventions. you'll see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109266634506281146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109266634506281146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109266634506281146' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109223406451991640</id><published>2004-08-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:26:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was sleeping soundly when a lady from Manpower called me at 9am asking if i wanted to go for a job briefing at suntec. 3 months and now then i get a job. damn. so went down there, got lost, met some great guys and pretty gals during the briefing and gonna work tommorow and friday, the only 2 days of work. start at 8. and ive never woken up at 8 for 4 months. the only time i wake up is 1pm. after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109223406451991640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109223406451991640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109223406451991640' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109215798771764206</id><published>2004-08-11T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:13:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>andi in the room</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109215798771764206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109215798771764206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109215798771764206' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109215779428438411</id><published>2004-08-11T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:15:19.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rio, my bro</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109215779428438411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109215779428438411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109215779428438411' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109215774320598360</id><published>2004-08-11T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:09:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>living room</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109215774320598360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262342/posts/default/109215774320598360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbeckham.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109215774320598360' title=''/><author><name>bbeckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09689434099862021961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262342.post-109215756322242970</id><published>2004-08-10T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:06:03.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back from batam after a few days there. this is gonna be quite a long journal, i hope i dont lose you halfway. hehe.departed from home on fri last week, at around 4 p.m.. took the cab with my dad and bro a block away and as usual, my dad was making conversation with the driver. he was talking very loudly as if he just came back from some loud rock concert. but this was a cab ride to remember. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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