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  <title>Bongey Beckaroo</title>
  <subtitle>Hop onto the wildest rollercoaster ride of your life!</subtitle>
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    <name>beckism</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-04T11:35:42Z</updated>
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    <title>A New Season</title>
    <published>2009-11-04T11:34:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-04T11:35:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear friends, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of wrapping up the old, it's finally time to step out into the new season. I'm still crossing the Jordan and not quite there yet. But I'm building order into my life to prepare myself better for the journey. Hence, I'll no longer be blogging on this site. You're welcome to read this new blog called &amp;quot;pebbleJOY&amp;quot; (&lt;a href="http://www.pebblejoy.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.pebblejoy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bongeybeckaroo signing off for the last time after 4 years of blogging on this site. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:19387</id>
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    <title>Dedicted to WX</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T15:52:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T15:52:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks Sarah for finding this =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:19011</id>
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    <title>Breakthrough</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T15:40:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T15:40:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear readers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been reading my blog regularly, you would've realised that its tone has changed over the past few entries i.e. the incessant whining is gone. I hope that you are still enjoying my blog with this change because I know that the whining made it very entertaining. I'll be changing my blog layout soon and title as well in order to commemorate this new season. So stay tune and look out for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bongey Beckaroo</content>
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    <title>God recruits the unqualified</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T15:30:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T15:30:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It was a shitty lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we wanted to run away from the school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we gathered ourselves together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And decided to eat in the school canteen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Stall No. 2 uncle waves his hands at us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taken by surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to cook for us a special order, only for teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken chop with cranberry sauce and sauteed potatos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so touched that we were nearly teared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. All the time. Amen.</content>
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    <title>Yearning for Peace</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T12:43:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T12:43:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/Peace.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:18310</id>
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    <title>My New Year Resolution</title>
    <published>2009-02-16T10:37:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-16T10:39:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">An apt video to describe my new year resolution for 2009 - to be less anti-social aka smile more =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div embedid="2" class="ljembed" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:17986</id>
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    <title>Back to School Quiz</title>
    <published>2009-02-01T15:21:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-01T15:21:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Can you remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your class register number?&lt;br /&gt;2. Your class seating position?&lt;br /&gt;3. All the names of your classmates?&lt;br /&gt;4. The classmate whom you did your geography project with (or any other subject)?&lt;br /&gt;5. Who were your class monitor and subject reps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your score was:&lt;br /&gt; 4 to 5 marks = You were paying attention in school A&amp;nbsp;LOT&lt;br /&gt;1 to 3 marks = You probably smoked your way through school&lt;br /&gt;0 marks = You are an anti-social... like me =)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:17898</id>
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    <title>Dedicated to the Little Chomper</title>
    <published>2009-01-23T17:03:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-23T17:03:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was on my way to see him when I heard this song on my ipod. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Little Nephew by Corinne May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how one thing happens and changes your whole point of view&lt;br /&gt; everything that seems to matter, has cast aside for a better truth&lt;br /&gt; you're growing faster with every minute, second, photograph&lt;br /&gt; i wish i could spend more time with you&lt;br /&gt; my little nephew&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; everyday a new discovery i'm a child again looking through your eyes&lt;br /&gt; with every step you're teaching me how to fall and cry, get up and smile&lt;br /&gt; you're growing faster with every minute, second, photograph&lt;br /&gt; i wish i could spend more time with you&lt;br /&gt; my little nephew&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; but you're far away and i am over here&lt;br /&gt; memories are lost in these span of years&lt;br /&gt; so, when i go will u miss me?&lt;br /&gt; when i go will u remember me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; you're growing faster with every minute, second, photograph&lt;br /&gt; i wish i could spend more time with you&lt;br /&gt; my little nephew&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; see you'll learn to tie your shoes&lt;br /&gt; say the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt; and that your bestfriend has winnie the pooh&lt;br /&gt; my little nephew   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:17617</id>
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    <title>Baby Pit Stop</title>
    <published>2008-12-27T14:17:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-27T14:17:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Diapers on the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Wet towels in the cradle&lt;br /&gt;Hands on the legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 minutes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diapers into position&lt;br /&gt;Wet towels in the dustbin&lt;br /&gt;Hands cuddling the baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew... *wipes perspiration off forehead*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:17227</id>
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    <title>Destiny</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T13:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-24T06:10:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We thought we would never change&lt;br /&gt;We thought we would remain like this forever&lt;br /&gt;But the grace of God has kept us sane&lt;br /&gt;And destiny has changed our lives together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to back we stand&lt;br /&gt;You watch my back, I watch your back&lt;br /&gt;You move forward, I trust you&lt;br /&gt;I move forward, you trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer living as separate individuals&lt;br /&gt;God's eyes on us, our eyes on God&lt;br /&gt;360 degrees view of our situation&lt;br /&gt;Full view of our destiny as one</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:17118</id>
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    <title>Dedicated to WX's mum...</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T13:18:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T13:18:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...after talking to her about her knitting interest =) &lt;em&gt;Hope it sparks off laughter and inspiration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:16737</id>
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    <title>the darnest thing Edward says</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T13:14:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T13:14:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Weixiong's cousin, Edward, talked about the importance of studying during the grandfather birthday dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't study, you will end up as a cleaner. But maybe the cleaner needs to study PE so that he can *makes exaggerated actions of sweeping the floor*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward is Primary 5 this year =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:16480</id>
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    <title>Singapore Power should give us an award</title>
    <published>2008-09-04T16:02:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-04T16:02:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ever since WX and I moved into our new flat, we've not paid a single cent of our water and electricity bill. Not because we've no money or forgot to pay but our bills are so low that it just keeps getting deducted from the $100 deposit we paid from the beginning. Living in a 3 room flat rocks too because we get certain rebates sometimes. Our usage is super low compared to the national average. It only adds up to about $30 a month.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the energy conservation competition states that you're eligble when you reduce 10% of the current usage. Our usage is already so low, how to reduce 10% of it :P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:16317</id>
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    <title>Dichotomies</title>
    <published>2008-08-09T14:43:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-09T14:46:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Recently I've been facing many contradictions in my life: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking like a little girl vs. Looking like a married woman&lt;br /&gt;Worst time of my life vs. Best Time of my life&lt;br /&gt; Turning to God vs. Running away from God&lt;br /&gt;Using power vs. Feeling fear&lt;br /&gt;Happy vs. sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/PhotoFunia_15d2c6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.photofunia.com"&gt;Photofunia&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bongeybeckaroo:15983</id>
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    <title>My Fav Uncle</title>
    <published>2008-07-25T14:56:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-25T14:56:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My fav uncle likes to: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Clap in a condescending manner that no one can imitate&lt;br /&gt;- Say, "Why so... SERIOUS" like the joker&lt;br /&gt;- Bang his frog on the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Uncle Lee, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for really lifting up my spirits :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy Lim</content>
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    <title>Turning Point</title>
    <published>2008-07-25T14:53:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-25T14:53:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Discussions with friends about love, career, family - am I going through the quarter-life crisis? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent dramatic hair cut prompted this response from the hairstylist - ni shi bu shi xiang bu kai? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everynight dreams get more and more vivid - maybe I should start writing my dreams on this mole skin book that my 2 amigos gave me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how much can a burnt stone turn? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Bus Gripe Spin Off</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T14:50:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T14:50:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Inspired by the "&lt;a href="http://xtremedreamer.blogspot.com/"&gt;blob blop blog&lt;/a&gt;" and the man who scolded WX for obstructing his path to the exit in a sardine bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will it kill you to not be the first one to get off the bus?&lt;br /&gt;Will your life span be shortened if you are the last one to get off the bus?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think the bus uncle will ALWAYS close the doors ONLY on you? &lt;br /&gt;Why do you think that you are ALWAYS the ONLY one getting off the bus?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode to Bleah.</content>
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    <title>The wind is beginning to blow...</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T14:34:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T14:50:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;... I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super windy in Greece. I nearly got blown off my feet. We checked the temperature just before we left to make sure we brought suitable clothing. I guess we forgot to check the WIND SPEEDS. Bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/Pictures402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/Pictures402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Last Supper</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T16:26:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T16:26:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Beckaroo bades farewell to: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dining Table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Mum's cooking...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Sister's non-stop chatter...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Gor's absence...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad's slurping.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Getting married feels as though you are taking the last exam paper of your university course</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T15:55:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T16:06:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My colleague recently asked me, "So how... what's the feeling like when you are getting married in 3 days time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was not sure, was kinda having mixed feelings but there was one feeling that I wanted to pin point at but somehow it was just at the tip of my tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 3 hours after he asked me that question and we were walking home from work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though you are taking the last exam paper of your university course. You look forward to it because it is the last paper and that will mean no more exams for quite some time. While you are counting down to the lecturer collecting the paper from your desk, you start to feel a sense of loss and confusion because you are about to venture out into the working adult world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Den den den den... den den den den... den den den den den den den den den den... &lt;/i&gt;(Sing to the tune of universal marriage march-in song school bell style)&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Xiaomei</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T14:10:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-26T14:10:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last week, I was buying lunch at a coffeeshop and the hawker aunty called out to me, "Xiaomei ah, ni yao chi she me ne?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flattered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my friend had to burst the bubble, "Aunty ah, bu ke yi jiao ta xiaomei, ta yao jie hun le."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flattened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just scary to know how events that occur within ONE day can greatly change the course of your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Day - From being single to becoming a wife&lt;br /&gt;The Last Day of Work for My Boss - From junior employee to senior employee&lt;br /&gt;1 Day of Church Leadership Training - From church member to church leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Toys R Us kid. Ride on rollercoaster beckaroo, ride on :P</content>
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    <published>2008-04-01T15:56:29Z</published>
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    <title>Strange Friends</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T14:20:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-04T14:20:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Been so busy lately that I hardly had time to meet up with friends. It must be really long as I got a belated birthday gift from them. Heh. Felt so good to see my friends again. I could be who I wanted to be and say what I wanted to say. No small talk, no false pretences, no cover ups. Thank you for your friendship despite my A-S behaviour :)</content>
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    <title>Sneak Preview</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T14:11:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-04T14:11:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My friends told me I should post "Before" and "After" shots of my new home on my blog. I didn't really thought of doing that nor actually had the time to take proper photos of it. All that I took are renovation glitches of my doors for the contractor to take note of... Hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="235" height="183" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/IMG_0793compressed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img width="135" height="180" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/IMG_0794compressed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img width="134" height="179" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/IMG_0795compressed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for those friends who have known me since primary / secondary school, yes, I'm moving AGAIN. For the 8th time. Hooray. Maybe I should have not been a social worker, but gone into some renovation / movers business. Hmm... maybe a 2nd career for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Pondering*&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>My Best Friend's Wedding</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T13:56:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I recently attended my best friend's wedding. First best friend to get married! :) He looked really happy. I also very happy for him. Pleasant wedding though I only knew 4 people there. Was quite disappointed that I couldn't be the wedding coordinator. :(&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img width="293" height="165" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g226/bongeybeckaroo/IMG_0783compressed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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