<?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-6886324</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:21:44.172+08:00</updated><category term='Some Pics'/><title type='text'>Doodling Spot....</title><subtitle type='html'>Watch mi leave a sparkle of tots in dis fairyland...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>agape83</name><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>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-6915376523104989472</id><published>2008-07-31T20:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:07:40.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why does it hurts so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what to do anymore. can't stop tearing. it seems like there's no1 i could talk to... every1 is so bz wif their own life, partners, work etc. or perhaps, i'm juz too difficult a person to live wif tt there's no1 there for me in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; being me, it makes it hard for me to open up, only to selected pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to live life filling some1's expectations anymore. it seems like i'm so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple always think tt i'm strong............................. but i'm only human. i hurt too... too easily sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do? comfort food does not make me happy anymore. a little part of me is dying day by day... slowly but surely... all i m left is juz a shell, a shell full of hurts.........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no1 who understands... no1 at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-6915376523104989472?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6915376523104989472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6915376523104989472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6915376523104989472' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-4831450833344876202</id><published>2008-01-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:19:44.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>U dun seem to noe what I want anymore.. Or is it my expectations have gone higher??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great dinner wif Sam, Juan &amp;amp; Sophia... The food was damn shiok coz it's mostly SPICY!! Yum yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics uploaded liao.. Fast hor... &amp;amp; which idiot told mi uploading it at Friendster is fast?!?!?! !#$#%#^#^% I'm tired!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please see this link for the pics and yummy food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=23892&amp;amp;l=eee65&amp;amp;id=780723848"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=23892&amp;amp;l=eee65&amp;amp;id=780723848&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-4831450833344876202?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4831450833344876202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4831450833344876202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4831450833344876202' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-1564329559493246361</id><published>2007-11-24T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:40:52.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i.miss.you.badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-1564329559493246361?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/1564329559493246361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/1564329559493246361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1564329559493246361' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-6786704051277943702</id><published>2007-10-28T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:31:35.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a hectic day.. Or perhaps it's the spate of events for this past week that has made mi very tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, had a chance to visit grandpa's grave after so long.. Somehow, tears juz started to fall unwillingly.. We were searching for his urn place &amp;amp; suddenly I juz couldn't rem wad he looked like.. &amp;amp; I was scared.. Hw could I forget someone so impt to mi all of a sudden although he was gone for 11yrs nw? Or perhaps it was the spate of events that made the tears fall so fast &amp;amp; so silent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weakness...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate weaknesses.. But wad has happened for the past 1 week will not make mi weaker but will make mi stronger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all hu still cares and &lt;strong&gt;loves mi for hu I am&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Juan for bothering to find out more despite mi being cold to u for the past few weeks.. U make mi feel that u truly care.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Shanice for showing ur care thru ur msgs although I noe u r gg thru stress in ur work rite nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks especially to my baby.. For juz loving mi as I am &amp;amp; being my shining star... I hope to glow for u too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall emerge stronger &amp;amp; be happy no matter wad.. Bcoz I'm alive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-6786704051277943702?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6786704051277943702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6786704051277943702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6786704051277943702' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-3972660174636746192</id><published>2007-10-27T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T02:03:45.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so sad when u die without a family of ur own.. No wives/ husbands.. No children.. A loner all by urself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad will the pple at ur funeral say then?&lt;br /&gt;No laz words? Juz normal rituals?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will mine be like..&lt;br /&gt;Prob juz rituals alone or maybe I will get cremated immediately?&lt;br /&gt;I noe someone will prob inscribe on my tombstone.. "Here lies Ms Moody.. I'm glad she will hold her peace forever.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wasn't close to him.. I felt tt a part of mi is missing..&lt;br /&gt;Words can't describe hw I feel..&lt;br /&gt;I do hate funerals..&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's juz the forever goodbyes that I can't face..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-3972660174636746192?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3972660174636746192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3972660174636746192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3972660174636746192' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-3187057150371874246</id><published>2007-10-21T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:27:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had much on my mind.. But after logging on, I dunno wad I should say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din noe tt there were many who couldn't accept me for who I am..&lt;br /&gt;I did try to change.. I reali did..&lt;br /&gt;But seems like those closest to mi doesn't allow me to..&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's never enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should juz be all alone.. Not worthy to be with anyone..&lt;br /&gt;Tears can't erase the hurt or the pain..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should juz disappear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-3187057150371874246?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3187057150371874246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3187057150371874246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3187057150371874246' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-9037219688515736931</id><published>2007-09-30T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T13:37:59.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mi, Him &amp;amp; Him Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LeLe can't wait to have his chomps..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115861832367477346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8xO0Y-EmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3oVRyRU4BrA/s320/DSC08716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But while there, he was easily distracted by the rest of his dog frens who were juz a glass panel away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w6kY-EhI/AAAAAAAAAds/n5SiK4oxx_o/s1600-h/DSC08724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115861484475126290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w6kY-EhI/AAAAAAAAAds/n5SiK4oxx_o/s320/DSC08724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LeLe thinking: "Heng ar... I'm protected by a glass panel.. Whew!"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115861497360028210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w7UY-EjI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ffy_7jqih9U/s320/DSC08731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lamb cubes with Honey and assortment of vegetables.. Looks yummy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w7EY-EiI/AAAAAAAAAd0/82I_rrfSa5s/s1600-h/DSC08730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115861493065060898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w7EY-EiI/AAAAAAAAAd0/82I_rrfSa5s/s320/DSC08730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's LeLe's food!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115855557420257730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8rhkY-EcI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qXDZq_G4HT8/s320/DSC08738.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Him enjoying his food.. They even provide a spoon for u to mix the food &amp;amp; feed it to your dog..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115861505949962834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w70Y-ElI/AAAAAAAAAeM/P95JmaIxhiw/s320/DSC08734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The soup looks yummy too? No worries, this is our food.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;The soup was surprisingly good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w7kY-EkI/AAAAAAAAAeE/b-0jMrLjRkc/s1600-h/DSC08732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115861501654995522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8w7kY-EkI/AAAAAAAAAeE/b-0jMrLjRkc/s320/DSC08732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the dogs next door... I was telling Alex they have a "clan".. The small dogs were gathered together near the entrance, medium dogs were at the bottom of the stairs while the gigantic dogs were at the top of the stairs.. See... Even dogs have hierachy.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8rh0Y-EdI/AAAAAAAAAdM/71XcCA1yl8w/s1600-h/DSC08743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115855561715225042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8rh0Y-EdI/AAAAAAAAAdM/71XcCA1yl8w/s320/DSC08743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Chihuahua keeps wanting to mount the Shih Tzu.. by the head... Lol.. The only problem? They are both guys.. I think the Chihuahua finally managed to convince the Shih Tzu to turn gay coz awhile later, we could see the Shih Tzu trying to mount the Chihuahua.. Lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The funniest thing was we happened to speak to the owner when it happened... So she was like, "Tt's my dog over there.. The one which is being mounted by the Chihuahua.." Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8riUY-EeI/AAAAAAAAAdU/nAU8BsDYTmA/s1600-h/DSC08745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115855570305159650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8riUY-EeI/AAAAAAAAAdU/nAU8BsDYTmA/s320/DSC08745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nw they are joined by a third party but he was ignored... Seems like they are quite faithful to each other.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8rikY-EfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/s9HOSwrfTFk/s1600-h/DSC08748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115855574600126962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8rikY-EfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/s9HOSwrfTFk/s320/DSC08748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The human enjoying his food too... I loved my seafood basket coz the seafood were fresh.. &amp;amp; the sotong ball was juicy.. Yum Yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8ri0Y-EgI/AAAAAAAAAdk/O-PINNpwnzE/s1600-h/DSC08753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115855578895094274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8ri0Y-EgI/AAAAAAAAAdk/O-PINNpwnzE/s320/DSC08753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After tt, we were off again.. Nt b4 LeLe peed a major pool at the entrance of the shop while we were leaving.. Feel so paiseh.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pekY-EXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/hKY85tYMi04/s1600-h/DSC08756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115853306857394546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pekY-EXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/hKY85tYMi04/s320/DSC08756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pardon my leg.. I juz realised tt this was the best place to take pic of him coz he can't run.. Muahaha... Evil lehz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pfkY-EYI/AAAAAAAAAck/nj5mBN92zUw/s1600-h/DSC08758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115853324037263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pfkY-EYI/AAAAAAAAAck/nj5mBN92zUw/s320/DSC08758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking the dog &amp;amp; walking ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pgUY-EZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/90dDXuajXRE/s1600-h/DSC08763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115853336922165650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pgUY-EZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/90dDXuajXRE/s320/DSC08763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pgkY-EaI/AAAAAAAAAc0/VdJIs9-sS60/s1600-h/DSC08768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115853341217132962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8pgkY-EaI/AAAAAAAAAc0/VdJIs9-sS60/s320/DSC08768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stupid LeLe keep following a family of 4.. It's as though he was their dog.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8piEY-EbI/AAAAAAAAAc8/_MByxQ4yRKw/s1600-h/DSC08771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115853366986936754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8piEY-EbI/AAAAAAAAAc8/_MByxQ4yRKw/s320/DSC08771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Family" photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oAEY-ESI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Nkmr--5wnRo/s1600-h/DSC08779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115851683359756578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oAEY-ESI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Nkmr--5wnRo/s320/DSC08779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was his 1st time taking the front seat.. So he was basically very curious abt everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oA0Y-ETI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PVogJStnSaw/s1600-h/DSC08782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115851696244658482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oA0Y-ETI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PVogJStnSaw/s320/DSC08782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Car Wash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oBEY-EUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/En8N7CEGutA/s1600-h/DSC08786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115851700539625794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oBEY-EUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/En8N7CEGutA/s320/DSC08786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting, we had abit of cam whoring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oBkY-EVI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Jp4dxCY28tw/s1600-h/DSC08791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115851709129560402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oBkY-EVI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Jp4dxCY28tw/s320/DSC08791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oB0Y-EWI/AAAAAAAAAcU/q_zTP_IzMGo/s1600-h/DSC08797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115851713424527714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8oB0Y-EWI/AAAAAAAAAcU/q_zTP_IzMGo/s320/DSC08797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeLe was quite intimidated by the powerful water spray.. Keke... While the guys there were quite intimidated by him which was kinda funny if nt by the fact tt they were Malays (since they regard dogs as dirty).. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Off to Chomp Chomp for lunch nw... Till the next time... Tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-9037219688515736931?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/9037219688515736931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/9037219688515736931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#9037219688515736931' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rv8xO0Y-EmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3oVRyRU4BrA/s72-c/DSC08716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-49435822344533834</id><published>2007-09-30T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:03:39.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel contented today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was juz mi, him &amp;amp; him.. By him, I mean Ah Tok &amp;amp; Le Le... My 2 favouritest guys in the world... Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this Cafe in Balestier (&lt;a href="http://www.urbanpooch.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.urbanpooch.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;) tt serves dog menu &amp;amp; human menu.. We were supposed to go Town area today, but LeLe gave us a pretty sad face when he realised he'll be home alone.. So we juz had to bring him out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend awhile googling places that are dog-friendly since S'pore is reali NOT a dog-friendly society.. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt. went to Seletar Reservoir to juz have a walk &amp;amp; relax.. Alex was reali happy tt he found a shortcut to Jalan Kayu from there.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gg one BIG round (luckily LeLe din puke on mi while we were juz going ard aimlessly) and running some errands.. We went to pick Mum up from work.. Mum was surprised when she saw mi &amp;amp; LeLe waiting for her outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch "I now pronounce you Chuck &amp;amp; Larry" which I found it quite hilarious although there were a few standstills which were a little boring.. After tt, went for a spin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to our Sec Sch (where we first met &amp;amp; "fought"), my pri sch, Sembawang Park &amp;amp; basically juz went around Yis.. The sky was clear &amp;amp; I could see the stars &amp;amp; moon real clear.. Juz feeling the wind blowing on my face &amp;amp; him by my side makes mi feel sooo.... xin fu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hinted tt sometimes it's gd for juz the 2 of us to be out which made mi feel guilty.. Coz we were often out wif my frens more often den nt.. If nt, it'll b out wif my family or wif "zhou gong".. Today was a day where we spend "alone", quality and quantity time together.. I felt happy.. No pressures anywhere.. I shall strive to make it more often.. Sometimes pple do take things for granted &amp;amp; given tt he's the man I love, all the more, I shouldn't take him for granted.. Sorry, baby &amp;amp; thanks for standing by me no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Enuff of mushy stuff.. It's late nw.. Shall blog pics of today's outings tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez (or rather, morning) pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Note: This is my blog.. I don't owe anyone anything.. So, I shall blog whatever &amp;amp; whenever I want since this is the place I rant, vent &amp;amp; blog abt my stuff... Ur understanding will be much appreciated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-49435822344533834?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/49435822344533834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/49435822344533834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#49435822344533834' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-5022205104930277345</id><published>2007-09-23T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T14:36:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Continued from previous post...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had b'fast had Mac.. Stupid Gan Ma keep wanting to eat fast food... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113084654974275858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVTZ0Y-ERI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ykfctSTG4Bs/s320/DSC07684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The 3 of us in the cab... C Mr Tok is so "xin fu" with 2 gers by his side, all by himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPUUY-EMI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-0Ld26FOGx4/s1600-h/DSC07685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080162438484162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPUUY-EMI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-0Ld26FOGx4/s320/DSC07685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the buildings look old, yet they have new signs... The feelings is quite gd though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPUkY-ENI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zFUhgmWwAZo/s1600-h/DSC07689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080166733451474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPUkY-ENI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zFUhgmWwAZo/s320/DSC07689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buying tickets to Zhu Hai (which is in China).. C the 2 of dem still can pose while the rest r bz buying tickets.. Kns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPVUY-EOI/AAAAAAAAAbU/-zZL9qeuCPk/s1600-h/DSC07690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080179618353378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPVUY-EOI/AAAAAAAAAbU/-zZL9qeuCPk/s320/DSC07690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No $$ liao.. So gt change more $$... Keke.. No lar.. Changing to renminbi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPVkY-EPI/AAAAAAAAAbc/zLJE9hUndt4/s1600-h/DSC07691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080183913320690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPVkY-EPI/AAAAAAAAAbc/zLJE9hUndt4/s320/DSC07691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gan Ma, MY &amp;amp; mi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPWUY-EQI/AAAAAAAAAbk/F5hhV-Oongk/s1600-h/DSC07692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080196798222594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVPWUY-EQI/AAAAAAAAAbk/F5hhV-Oongk/s320/DSC07692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Queuing to enter the customs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still have to bring our passport as Zhu Hai is in China... We nearly forgot to bring until MY reminded us.. I still can ans her "Yes, I brought the photocopy"... Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLxEY-EHI/AAAAAAAAAac/n4dHX4vF2eQ/s1600-h/DSC07693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113076258313212018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLxEY-EHI/AAAAAAAAAac/n4dHX4vF2eQ/s320/DSC07693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going to queue to get to the Ship Berth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLxUY-EII/AAAAAAAAAak/jA7Qqf4Mo9w/s1600-h/DSC07696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113076262608179330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLxUY-EII/AAAAAAAAAak/jA7Qqf4Mo9w/s320/DSC07696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While on the way, we still had time to snap a few pics... Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLxkY-EJI/AAAAAAAAAas/fyFDwKWrxWc/s1600-h/DSC07698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113076266903146642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLxkY-EJI/AAAAAAAAAas/fyFDwKWrxWc/s320/DSC07698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLx0Y-EKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Xa_Ovhejj_M/s1600-h/DSC07701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113076271198113954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLx0Y-EKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Xa_Ovhejj_M/s320/DSC07701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grp pic... Without Gan Ma in the pic coz she's the one snapping.. She simply love to snap grp pics, without her... Lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Journey was abt 2hrs.. Poor ying had to eat motion sickness pills.. I was concussed most of the way there... Too tired liao.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLykY-ELI/AAAAAAAAAa8/n9oOPk9TmX4/s1600-h/DSC07708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113076284083015858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVLykY-ELI/AAAAAAAAAa8/n9oOPk9TmX4/s320/DSC07708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally.. We reached Zhu Hai.. Ying gave it the nickname of "Pig River" (direct translation).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex buying tickets to go back afterwards or we will haf to stay there for the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKcEY-ECI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_IQu4KkJ0bk/s1600-h/DSC07710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113074798024331298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKcEY-ECI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_IQu4KkJ0bk/s320/DSC07710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice view... The sea was murky though.. The locals there told us it's bcoz there's a storm coming.. Scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKckY-EDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/qG8MhmqqKU8/s1600-h/DSC07712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113074806614265906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKckY-EDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/qG8MhmqqKU8/s320/DSC07712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We rented a van to bring us to the destination.. Underground shopping centre.. The trip was abt RMB$50 per trip for the 6 of us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After shopping, we went to this "old-fashioned" medical restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKc0Y-EEI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cLhs7WkYtps/s1600-h/DSC07717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113074810909233218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKc0Y-EEI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cLhs7WkYtps/s320/DSC07717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ying with her frog leg, veg &amp;amp; rice... She complain the rice is too hard for her delicate teeth.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKdEY-EFI/AAAAAAAAAaM/smCMinV6GRw/s1600-h/DSC07718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113074815204200530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKdEY-EFI/AAAAAAAAAaM/smCMinV6GRw/s320/DSC07718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My baked seafood rice! This is damn shiok... Juz looking at the pic makes mi salivate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKdUY-EGI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jmmPZh-LW8M/s1600-h/DSC07722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113074819499167842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVKdUY-EGI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jmmPZh-LW8M/s320/DSC07722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turtle with his noodle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After shopping.. Look at the amt of bags in our hands.. Alex decided to buy the big china bag to store all our purchases... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stuff here is relatively cheap as compared to stuff in Hongkong.. So we went in for the kill.. Keke.. Alex even bought 5 pairs of shoes which is considered rare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJVkY-D9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/kGH_ViTseIg/s1600-h/DSC07723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113073586843553746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJVkY-D9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/kGH_ViTseIg/s320/DSC07723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJV0Y-D-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/N1iWs2AmcTI/s1600-h/DSC07725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113073591138521058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJV0Y-D-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/N1iWs2AmcTI/s320/DSC07725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at their tired faces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJWUY-D_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fZqwpIC-IwQ/s1600-h/DSC07727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113073599728455666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJWUY-D_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fZqwpIC-IwQ/s320/DSC07727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, gt to rest our feet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJW0Y-EAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/G88DKUGdDII/s1600-h/DSC07728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113073608318390274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJW0Y-EAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/G88DKUGdDII/s320/DSC07728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at Gan Ma pig face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJXEY-EBI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IBEI439D5DA/s1600-h/DSC07729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113073612613357586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVJXEY-EBI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IBEI439D5DA/s320/DSC07729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ying &amp;amp; mi.. Ying, I noe u love mi.. But quit trying to kiss mi while I'm unaware lar... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH70Y-D4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/WWSFMRV9U6E/s1600-h/DSC07730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113072044950294402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH70Y-D4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/WWSFMRV9U6E/s320/DSC07730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm a H.A.P.P.Y girl... Look at all the bags.. PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH8EY-D5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/kCr1QKMUtYc/s1600-h/DSC07732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113072049245261714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH8EY-D5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/kCr1QKMUtYc/s320/DSC07732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the queue.. Luckily, we bought the tickets once we arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH8kY-D6I/AAAAAAAAAY0/wjV_IjnZafM/s1600-h/DSC07733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113072057835196322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH8kY-D6I/AAAAAAAAAY0/wjV_IjnZafM/s320/DSC07733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boat that we r going to take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH80Y-D7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/yAtfxe4u93w/s1600-h/DSC07739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113072062130163634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH80Y-D7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/yAtfxe4u93w/s320/DSC07739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice seaview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH9EY-D8I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QUQnvgrMatY/s1600-h/DSC07750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113072066425130946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVH9EY-D8I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QUQnvgrMatY/s320/DSC07750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We can see the Hongkong Bridge while we were in the boat.. So nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGpUY-DzI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3-lTxv4YULc/s1600-h/DSC07757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113070627611086642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGpUY-DzI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3-lTxv4YULc/s320/DSC07757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were on our way back, we saw the sun setting.. Only mi &amp;amp; Alex though.. Coz the rest were at the other end.. Stupid ticket seller put us seperately from the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGp0Y-D0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/fz2WqSQzmuc/s1600-h/DSC07762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113070636201021250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGp0Y-D0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/fz2WqSQzmuc/s320/DSC07762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their extremely tall buildings.. All their buildings r extremely tall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After leaving our stuff in the Hotel, mi, Alex, Ying &amp;amp; Turtle went out to the Night Market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGqEY-D1I/AAAAAAAAAYM/eHJguupB2bQ/s1600-h/DSC07766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113070640495988562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGqEY-D1I/AAAAAAAAAYM/eHJguupB2bQ/s320/DSC07766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fav smelly beancurd!! I miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGqUY-D2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/XvLdiXn9H-k/s1600-h/DSC07768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113070644790955874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGqUY-D2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/XvLdiXn9H-k/s320/DSC07768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGq0Y-D3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/ceobiv6NDns/s1600-h/DSC07771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113070653380890482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVGq0Y-D3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/ceobiv6NDns/s320/DSC07771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I haf no idea what is tt sponge-look-alike thing on the right.. It looks like some pig intestine though.. Damn disgusting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFh0Y-DuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/45NTNcarQvg/s1600-h/DSC07772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113069399250439906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFh0Y-DuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/45NTNcarQvg/s320/DSC07772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ying with her bubble tea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realise in HK, they seem to haf alot of rich pple ard... We saw alot of luxury cars as below...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFiUY-DvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/veRnQ9gInnQ/s1600-h/DSC07777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113069407840374514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFiUY-DvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/veRnQ9gInnQ/s320/DSC07777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFikY-DwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Cxp3RlitqIw/s1600-h/DSC07776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113069412135341826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFikY-DwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Cxp3RlitqIw/s320/DSC07776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After having our snacks, we were still hungry.. So we decided to haf steamboat at this restaurant juz behind our Hotel, which was recommended by the Concierge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFi0Y-DxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zy26lRvbNgM/s1600-h/DSC07783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113069416430309138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFi0Y-DxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zy26lRvbNgM/s320/DSC07783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their seafood was reali fresh.. Although they pierced the prawn (which we tot was dead), it was still very much alive...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113067990501166738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVEP0Y-DpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/f54n23CZa6U/s320/DSC07785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at the crab... So fresh... Yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113069420725276450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVFjEY-DyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9e1Bv4WI_T4/s320/DSC07786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We finished almost everything, except the vegetables... Coz I tink it was only me &amp;amp; Walter who are eating it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so bored tt we invented this "game".. Hw to make the watermelon juice flow out of ur mouth naturally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVEQUY-DqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZUUjs2aWKqA/s1600-h/DSC07886.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVEQ0Y-DrI/AAAAAAAAAW8/MXXNcclrrfE/s1600-h/DSC07787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113068007681035954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVEQ0Y-DrI/AAAAAAAAAW8/MXXNcclrrfE/s320/DSC07787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex having a wild time demonstrating... Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVEREY-DsI/AAAAAAAAAXE/m6chXP_RtE8/s1600-h/DSC07790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113068011976003266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVEREY-DsI/AAAAAAAAAXE/m6chXP_RtE8/s320/DSC07790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the lobster.. So huge! Imagine the amt of meat it has... Yum Yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVERUY-DtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Khhmnc3bc1w/s1600-h/DSC07791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113068016270970578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVERUY-DtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Khhmnc3bc1w/s320/DSC07791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally couldn't resist and decided to take a pic with one of the sports car.. Keke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-5022205104930277345?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/5022205104930277345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/5022205104930277345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5022205104930277345' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvVTZ0Y-ERI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ykfctSTG4Bs/s72-c/DSC07684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-3506986003163829483</id><published>2007-09-22T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T13:43:08.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't slp!! Grr... Though I'm bone-aching tired, I juz can't slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So pics of HK at last.. Keke.. Guess you guys have been waiting for some time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Be warned, the pictures of food might make you buy a ticket immediately to get to HK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had to wake up extremely early at 4a.m coz our flight was ard 6 plus.. Stupid pig had the luxury to slp a little later as she was on a different flight from us.. Grr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112699100055080098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP0vkY-DKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LgqsAoNrWvY/s320/DSC07607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Breakfast at BK.. We din really haf much appetite as it was too early in the morning, esp Gan Ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... We slept most of the time in the plane... Till we reached HK..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112699104350047410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP0v0Y-DLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/NQVW0-u2k28/s320/DSC07611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See how tired I looked... Hate taking pics with my specs on but.... since I'm so tired I couldn't care less... Lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112699108645014722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP0wEY-DMI/AAAAAAAAATE/FGupAeiweAQ/s320/DSC07612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were deciding wad to take. Either Hotel Shuttle Bus, Airport Express Bus or Taxi???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112699112939982034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP0wUY-DNI/AAAAAAAAATM/BxQoaGZWXlU/s320/DSC07615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end, they decided to choose Airport Express Bus which was the most economical.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112699117234949346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP0wkY-DOI/AAAAAAAAATU/xNGn8M9MjnQ/s320/DSC07617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at Gan Ma lugging her luggage to the bus.. Keke..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112700324120759538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP120Y-DPI/AAAAAAAAATc/lhcNSk2pqXs/s320/DSC07620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They had this area juz for u to put the luggages which is not a bad idea.. One bad pt is tt if u r sitting at the top deck, someone might juz take ur luggage away &amp;amp; u wouldn't even noe, which I hope doesn't happen often.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In order to take the bus, I guess you nid someone who is familiar with the place to tell you where to alight. Apparently, we seem to alight at the wrong bus stop and had to walk a long way (mainly, bcoz passer-bys told us the wrong way.. -_-''')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finally arrived at the Hotel.. Our Hotel Room.. I liked the "feel" of it when I stepped into the place.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112700332710694146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP13UY-DQI/AAAAAAAAATk/VLuUvS12nW4/s320/DSC07623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112896342133182002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSoIkY-DjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/TDSR7PPRg9U/s320/DSC07622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bathroom is abit small though..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112867522902625794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSN7EY-DgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z10LEocJSMo/s320/DSC07626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our view outside... Nth great though..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112867518607658482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSN60Y-DfI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gYM7UvKj1_Q/s320/DSC07677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this "sofa" in particular.. Hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After waiting for infinity for stupid piggy who was taking her time to come, we finally manage to head out..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to a restaurant near the Hotel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112700332710694162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP13UY-DRI/AAAAAAAAATs/fFPCjfD4eVU/s320/DSC07632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old school coke bottle! Nice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112867527197593106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSN7UY-DhI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vmmmlx1DCvQ/s320/DSC07636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gan Ma with her chicken rice... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112700337005661474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP13kY-DSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zLKXaCmGP3s/s320/DSC07633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is rice in bamboo with beef slices and raw egg.. Ying love this especially... Keke..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112700345595596082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP14EY-DTI/AAAAAAAAAT8/6hf_89uaHlg/s320/DSC07637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Duck hor fun.. I liked the hor fun.. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After tt, it was off to SHOPPING!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112702243971140930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP3mkY-DUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/iFq3tptxp4o/s320/DSC07641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Them trying to figure out which way to go on the MTR... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112702252561075538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP3nEY-DVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kz6LXzQXhWE/s320/DSC07642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, Ms Wong says: "Bingo! Tt's it!" Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112896350723116610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSoJEY-DkI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QJiyNkuBD5s/s320/DSC07646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weather was cranky though.. Sometimes it's very warm, suddenly there will be a downpour..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112898201854021250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSp00Y-DoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/WrMN53N7H8M/s320/DSC07647.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We went to Central where there wasn't much to buy coz it's all Branded goods there.. I did see a pink "cheena" Birkenstock that I loved extremely though I din buy it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112702265445977474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP3n0Y-DYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Iu3ZBF0VPQ0/s320/DSC07648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Den it was off to "Chi Ji" which was recommended by Macy.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112867535787527714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSN70Y-DiI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Es611J1-qCM/s320/DSC07649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Them looking at the menu before entering... Had to check if Gan Ma could eat their food anot..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112896367902985842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSoKEY-DnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KL492T-bM8M/s320/DSC07650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at their impromptu pose... Keke... Both had the same pose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112866062613745042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSMmEY-DZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_Oo-d-CQLNM/s320/DSC07659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;The prawn dumpling noodle.. The prawn was very succulent and fresh.. Din like the noodles though as it was a little hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112866066908712354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSMmUY-DaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/PChVsWAqd2s/s320/DSC07661.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Alex ordered the Crab Porridge which I liked... So nice.. Yummy..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112702261151010162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP3nkY-DXI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Rpm3Lbp4wGY/s320/DSC07655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I had my fav mango pomelo sago... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112896359313051234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSoJkY-DmI/AAAAAAAAAWU/os4f1KkSCfA/s320/DSC07657.JPG" border="0" /&gt; They say the dou hua was gd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSMmkY-DbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5h_knWvKTcs/s1600-h/DSC07662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112866071203679666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSMmkY-DbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5h_knWvKTcs/s320/DSC07662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Den it was back to the Hotel.. Me &amp;amp; Ying posing at the Lobby... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112866075498646978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSMm0Y-DcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/XLDP9qolT0Y/s320/DSC07665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at Alex's face... So tired though it's the 1st day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112866079793614290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSMnEY-DdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/zb8aE98_SEs/s320/DSC07667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our corridoor... Tastefully done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before gg back, they bought steamed milk from "Yee Shun", another recommendation by Macy... Nt my bowl of milk though... Alex simply love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112867514312691170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvSN6kY-DeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FsnJ1JDgGDg/s320/DSC07669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den it was lights-out for me while they had a drinking session for MY, Gan Ma, Piggie and Turtle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP3nUY-DWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/nkfl-Z30iWk/s1600-h/DSC07648.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be continued...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-3506986003163829483?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3506986003163829483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3506986003163829483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3506986003163829483' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RvP0vkY-DKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LgqsAoNrWvY/s72-c/DSC07607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-4364499649403751508</id><published>2007-08-23T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:37:57.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back!!! &amp; I'm sick....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so bad for my employee record.. Despite that I worked half a day b4 I went to c a doc.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland was gd (though it could b one of the cause of my illness).. Shopping was fun.. Eating was more fun.. I had my fermented beancurd a.k.a chou doufu (which ying couldn't stand for a second) which was best.. *slurps* All the stalls we tried were great.. They reali do noe hw to cook and it's no wonder that Macy is so tiao shi.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics to upload soon.. We took ard 900 pics in ONE cam onli.. Nt counting ying's, MY &amp; gan ma's cam.. Keke.. Pics of food will make u salivate... Stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.. I was tinking of my previous blog and couldn't tink of the blog name.. Till recently, I finally remembered.. Memories... Gd, painful and happy moments all there.. Visit it if u r free... =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Www.lifejournal.blogdrive.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post then.. Poor alex is stuck in his workplace waiting for new batch of frogs.. Did I mention that his place is an ex cemetary? God bless him.. Haha... He's gonna kill mi for this.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Med is making mi drowsy.. Nitez!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-4364499649403751508?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4364499649403751508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4364499649403751508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4364499649403751508' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-5167470222080051595</id><published>2007-08-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:22:28.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In this vast universe, I'm nt even a dot...&lt;br /&gt;I'm nth at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nid to be alone. &lt;br /&gt;Juz alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is there forever.. &lt;br /&gt;Nth is...&lt;br /&gt;Including love..&lt;br /&gt;Including friendship..&lt;br /&gt;Including kinship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the talks abt forever.............&lt;br /&gt;Are juz lies..&lt;br /&gt;Nth but lies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days more...&lt;br /&gt;But I juz want to be alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-5167470222080051595?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/5167470222080051595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/5167470222080051595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5167470222080051595' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-8976669903652266881</id><published>2007-08-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:07:47.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Her pissed-off face keep filling up my mind.. Spoiling my mood for anything... Y do some pple like to make a mountain out of a molehill juz bcoz u woke up on the wrong side of the bed? Pls be considerate! Coz we r nt there for u to vent ur anger on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little teddy bear seems to noe tt sth is nt right wif mi.. He came straight to mi when he came home &amp; gave mi some comfort.. Well, at least there's "someone" for mi to cuddle to.. Feel a lil' better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nid more $$$!! There r so many things I wanna buy.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note... 11 days b4 we go to HONGKONG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-8976669903652266881?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/8976669903652266881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/8976669903652266881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8976669903652266881' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-1218866140666018266</id><published>2007-07-22T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T15:48:33.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/767345"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/767345/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from my bro's blog.. It's interesting.. At least for me.. Try it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-1218866140666018266?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/1218866140666018266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/1218866140666018266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1218866140666018266' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-6907308803795723820</id><published>2007-07-09T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:08:01.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 sides to a coin..&lt;br /&gt;Self-reflection is gd.. For pple hu dun do it or does it seldom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad's a blog reali? &lt;br /&gt;A place to vent ur anger, for u to hurt pple with ur wilfulness?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it an avenue to put ur innocent tots into words, to share wif pple wad u otherwise would nt share in normal circumstances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun say u've been there when u've never been..&lt;br /&gt;Stop treating pple like a second fiddle if u dun wan to be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-6907308803795723820?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6907308803795723820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6907308803795723820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6907308803795723820' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-4554858598649008290</id><published>2007-06-24T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:24:03.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate being restless, losing slp without reason.. Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here r some pics to perk u &amp; mi up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Cake from Hilton.. Absolutely fabulous.. &lt;em&gt;*slurps*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079570370454837474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn5CVtaPWOI/AAAAAAAAASM/8GxyAj7554I/s320/DSC06934.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at what we did to her car on her Bday.. She was so surprised.. Lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079570374749804786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn5CV9aPWPI/AAAAAAAAASU/0txdbvs2WzM/s320/DSC06956.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Historical moment!! She actually carried a dog!! Keke... However, later on, she threw it all away by not wanting to be on the same level as Le Le..&lt;br /&gt;-_-''' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079570379044772098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn5CWNaPWQI/AAAAAAAAASc/zJQDmWM399k/s320/DSC06782.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look! He's actually smiling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079570383339739410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn5CWdaPWRI/AAAAAAAAASk/7q_4ToOB3xM/s320/DSC06795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079570387634706722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn5CWtaPWSI/AAAAAAAAASs/b86BYSthPk4/s320/DSC06803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never knew that looking at him train Le Le to walk when he din want to at the park yest could make my heart fill with so much love &amp; happiness.. Couldn't stop grinning when I saw them together.. This is sth tt pictures cannot be taken to express the feeling there &amp;amp; then.. Yes, I love him &amp; him... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love it when he sticks his tongue out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079567162114267282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn4_a9aPWJI/AAAAAAAAARk/VHpSm-KelOk/s320/DSC06959.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Moody him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079567166409234594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn4_bNaPWKI/AAAAAAAAARs/16vGfFVxA-s/s320/DSC06984.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Oops.. Caught in action... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079567170704201906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn4_bdaPWLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BrtIPgc6tSQ/s320/DSC06742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At Val's place, Lucky kept running after Mimi, while Le Le is being sought after by Mi Mi but avoided by Lucky.. So it's a Merry-go-round..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Lucky-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079567170704201922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn4_bdaPWMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jJ4qrmu_wIU/s320/DSC06765.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;-Mi Mi- &amp; Portia's hand.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079567174999169234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn4_btaPWNI/AAAAAAAAASE/RvObUVf39BI/s320/DSC06766.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Le Le being fascinated by Hammy, our hamster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079564512119445570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn49AtaPWEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1_zyMXPXusQ/s320/DSC06740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I din noe tt the hamster was called Hammy till I saw my bro's blog.. Sad tt I onli knew his name when he has passed away.. Guess mum was most affected as she's the one who looked after it's need.. He went away quietly &amp; no1 realised it till the next day... Except maybe Le Le.. Mum said he was running ard the cage &amp;amp; scratching at the cage on the day he died.. R.I.P Hammy.. U'll be missed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10 seconds of silence for our beloved hamster, short his time though he was with us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On a happier note, it was suffering quite some time, perhaps it was for the better...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Le Le helped take away some of the sadness lurking at home..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Le Le sticking his tongue out yet again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079564516414412882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn49A9aPWFI/AAAAAAAAARE/Cxb57hqALOQ/s320/DSC06861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seem to love Yakult, always getting excited abt it.. Keke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079564520709380194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn49BNaPWGI/AAAAAAAAARM/Ce2aK8ZQf1Y/s320/DSC06871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Begging to have some of it.. By acting cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079564525004347506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn49BdaPWHI/AAAAAAAAARU/4dKG1Wr3B4w/s320/DSC06898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079564529299314818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn49BtaPWII/AAAAAAAAARc/fVZdk-QXCxs/s320/DSC06910.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Off to the groomers for the 1st time..&lt;br /&gt;He looked so adorably cute in this pic..&lt;br /&gt;Look as though he's winking &amp; smiling at us in this pic.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079558512050132898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn43jdaPV6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/gM3xCLZyaGk/s320/DSC07010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting for his turn at the groomer..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079558520640067522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn43j9aPV8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/dYhwmB59jbY/s320/DSC07020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at the big dog tt's rite behind him...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's this look-alike bear dog tt's humongous... Scary.. Tink it's called "chow chow" (Nt sure I gt the name correct.. Lol..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079562334571026434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn47B9aPWAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/4GZF6CyOhFU/s320/DSC07039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Being primed &amp; off goes his moppy fur..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079562330276059122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn47BtaPV_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/I-ctOp4aGI4/s320/DSC07031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This looks like a mini poodle.. But I tink Milo is cuter.. Keke..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079558529230002146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn43kdaPV-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/tW6MICpQG2c/s320/DSC07022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The groomer's dog.. Her eyes so pretty.. Big &amp; round..&lt;br /&gt;Female dog pirate..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079558516345100210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn43jtaPV7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/rp-naHedEMs/s320/DSC07015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking unsure when he first came out..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079562343160961042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn47CdaPWBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/dIuchTkYPeE/s320/DSC07041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A little moody over the lost of his fur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn47CdaPWCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/bM4MbxdV_x8/s1600-h/DSC07048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079562343160961058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn47CdaPWCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/bM4MbxdV_x8/s320/DSC07048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking a tad lost too..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079562347455928370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn47CtaPWDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NABxWASSHew/s320/DSC07055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird tt his fur is mostly gone &amp;amp; shows his scrawny neck.. Veri moody nw too.. Lol.. Like I told Portia, nw he's more like a broom den a mop.. Keke..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kk.. Time to go off soon.. He's feeling restless, so m I.. Alex has even managed to fall aslp.. Zzz..Le Le doesn't look like himself anymore.. He look like a big head doll ("da tou wa wa") with a small body.. Lol.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyone hu noes where to upload videos to? I want to upload some cute videos of Le Le.. Let mi noe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ciaoz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn43kNaPV9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/i9SZBKGKx2U/s1600-h/DSC07039.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-4554858598649008290?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4554858598649008290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4554858598649008290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4554858598649008290' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rn5CVtaPWOI/AAAAAAAAASM/8GxyAj7554I/s72-c/DSC06934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-5875756693506717671</id><published>2007-06-24T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T10:37:20.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling uneased. Dunno y.&lt;br /&gt;Prob it's bcoz of the decision I've been asked to make..&lt;br /&gt;Or it could bcoz I've been having nt enuff slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having restless nights can b a killer..&lt;br /&gt;There's this weird feeling in my stomach tt can't b explained..&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels heavy &amp; uneasiness...&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. Hate this feeling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone pls make it go away?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-5875756693506717671?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/5875756693506717671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/5875756693506717671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5875756693506717671' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-4860015904590155995</id><published>2007-06-03T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:07:21.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sa-wa-dee-ka... I'm back from Bangkok.. Zzz... Turtle &amp; ying r still right there nw enjoying... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;Din reali take lotsa pics though.. Here r some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK0zkreP-I/AAAAAAAAALU/nGL_CuEhxwA/s1600-h/DSC06526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071814928484941794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK0zkreP-I/AAAAAAAAALU/nGL_CuEhxwA/s320/DSC06526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On our way to airport....&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily when we were on our way there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK00EreP_I/AAAAAAAAALc/2UTaghK7hCs/s1600-h/DSC06531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071814937074876402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK00EreP_I/AAAAAAAAALc/2UTaghK7hCs/s320/DSC06531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;He enjoying his favourite Gelare before we board the plane...&lt;br /&gt;We had ample of time tt I even had time to leave a tag on Ying's blog.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grand Diamond is actually located in a gd location coz it's juz next to Platinum which is 1 of the shopping centre there selling stuff at "wholesale" price.. Tt's my "favouritest" place to shop in Bangkok.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK00UreQAI/AAAAAAAAALk/5lHxwzkrjm4/s1600-h/DSC06536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071814941369843714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK00UreQAI/AAAAAAAAALk/5lHxwzkrjm4/s320/DSC06536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our "Living Room"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK00kreQBI/AAAAAAAAALs/SMSrN1o57pg/s1600-h/DSC06538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071814945664811026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK00kreQBI/AAAAAAAAALs/SMSrN1o57pg/s320/DSC06538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The TV can be rotated to be viewed either in the Living Room or from the bed.. Our bathroom was also quite big considering tt there was a bath tub &amp; a separate shower cubicle.. Baiyoke Suite was much larger though in terms of size for both the Living Room &amp;amp; bathroom.. It's gigantic as compared to dis.. However, Baiyoke was actually based on luck coz our's was run-of-house.. For those of u hu dunno wad's the meaning, it means u pay the price for say a Deluxe Room at S$110 &amp; there's an indication tt it's a run-of-house, u can get from the Pres Suite, normal Suite Room, the lowest category being the Deluxe Room.. So u gt to c if u gt the "luck"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;After lazing ard for awhile, we went to Central World, a newly build shopping centre... Naraya is located there... While we were there, we went to Sizzler since Alex say that Sizzler is cheaper there than in Singapore.. The food was quite gd too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK000reQCI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UsBRR_GYNms/s1600-h/DSC06545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071814949959778338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK000reQCI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UsBRR_GYNms/s320/DSC06545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chicken was reali gd.. Garlic bread according to Alex was great.. Yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2D0reQDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Z8pV0w1RTS0/s1600-h/DSC06548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071816307169443890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2D0reQDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Z8pV0w1RTS0/s320/DSC06548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dis is mine.. The prawn &amp; potato was quite gd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 2 was spend at my favouritest place in Bkk.. Hehee... Platinum!! Bought most of my stuff there coz it's all wholesale price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt it was off to MBK... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2EUreQFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/JzFUAvlRnrM/s1600-h/DSC06554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071816315759378514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2EUreQFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/JzFUAvlRnrM/s320/DSC06554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our dinner at sushi-tei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2EkreQGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/l6oF_deujU4/s1600-h/DSC06557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071816320054345826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2EkreQGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/l6oF_deujU4/s320/DSC06557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sukiyaki (Beef)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2E0reQHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JmjB-0psSEs/s1600-h/DSC06561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071816324349313138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK2E0reQHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JmjB-0psSEs/s320/DSC06561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the beef!! Yummy beef although the soup was abit too salty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After tt we slowly walked back to our Hotel while waiting for Ying &amp; Turtle to arrive.. They were supposed to bunk in wif us till they check-in their own room the next dae.. Wad followed next was quite traumatising and a tad too exciting lar.. The Front Office staff stop us from bringing them in as according to the Hotel rule, joiners r supposed to pay ard 900 baht each or they should book the room on tt day for late check-in.. Anyway, since we were supposed to go out to watch Thai Girl show, we din reali bother much though abit irritated at their inflexibility..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Patpong since most of them say tt there r lotsa show there.. Gt conned to a "hei dian" coz the guy hu bought us in told us we onli had to pay the cover charge of 150 baht for a drink.. In the end, we paid ard 1600 baht coz they were saying nid to tip dem, pay dem for the show blah blah blah.. Grrr... Not to say tt the women there r all old lor.. I tink the transvestites r prettier than them.. Those hu wants to go, please choose those tt r open-air &amp;amp; nt enclosed so tt u wun be cheated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went ard the night market &amp; Ying nearly gt cheated for the fake birkies.. Luckily we managed to stop them in time coz the birkies were reali damn ex lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded back to the Hotel.. Dis is where the thinking work starts.. Do u noe abt the thinking game where u need to transport the tiger and some 3 animals in to prevent them from being eaten &amp;amp; all of them arrive safely? We employed tt tactic.. Managed to sneak Ying up.. But stupid Bell Boy actually tell on us coz he saw mi bring Ying in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, poor Alex and Turtle had to stay in the Lobby until we couldn't take it anymore and Turtle paid the 900baht for 1 pax.. Since Ying was nt at the scene of crime, there was no nid for her to pay.. It was reali a long and taxing nite.. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Though it was a tiring nite, we still had to wake up early to go to Chatuchuk.. Since we had to buy stuff for Le Le, Ying &amp; Turtle haf never been there b4 &amp;amp; Alex wan to c his beloved fishes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was damn sweaty and tired at the end of the walk.. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3bUreQII/AAAAAAAAAMk/GZ_cda_l3V8/s1600-h/DSC06568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071817810407997570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3bUreQII/AAAAAAAAAMk/GZ_cda_l3V8/s320/DSC06568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Taking the BTS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3bkreQJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GhO-jAQTBHQ/s1600-h/DSC06569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071817814702964882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3bkreQJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GhO-jAQTBHQ/s320/DSC06569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Xia Lan" face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3b0reQKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WxI9AEh_sag/s1600-h/DSC06570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071817818997932194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3b0reQKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WxI9AEh_sag/s320/DSC06570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Turtle without his shell still can smile so happily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3cUreQLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/e_E2RChEt8U/s1600-h/DSC06572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071817827587866802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3cUreQLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/e_E2RChEt8U/s320/DSC06572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For women, gg to Bangkok means u gt to buy ur lingerie coz it's damn cheap as compared to Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4nkreQNI/AAAAAAAAANM/nZj067nbF_k/s1600-h/DSC06575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071819120373022930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4nkreQNI/AAAAAAAAANM/nZj067nbF_k/s320/DSC06575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woo.. Look at dis mean machine... Wad is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4n0reQOI/AAAAAAAAANU/_RGQo8jBD3o/s1600-h/DSC06579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071819124667990242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4n0reQOI/AAAAAAAAANU/_RGQo8jBD3o/s320/DSC06579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Did u guess correctly? It's to suck the smoke out of the BBQ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4oUreQPI/AAAAAAAAANc/7Verh4DCb4Q/s1600-h/DSC06580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071819133257924850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4oUreQPI/AAAAAAAAANc/7Verh4DCb4Q/s320/DSC06580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dis sauce is to dip the food into.. Quite nice with so many sesame seed.. Looks spicy rite but it's actually nt spicy at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4okreQQI/AAAAAAAAANk/kZ4EKYAWWkQ/s1600-h/DSC06584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071819137552892162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4okreQQI/AAAAAAAAANk/kZ4EKYAWWkQ/s320/DSC06584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hw can we miss out our favourite Salmon Sashimi? Damn shiok lor.. The salmon damn thick lor.. *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4pUreQRI/AAAAAAAAANs/CnklLMLUdVk/s1600-h/DSC06586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071819150437794066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK4pUreQRI/AAAAAAAAANs/CnklLMLUdVk/s320/DSC06586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The food tt we use to bbq.. Yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6UEreQSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hHgFDs6Yu0s/s1600-h/DSC06590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071820984388829474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6UEreQSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hHgFDs6Yu0s/s320/DSC06590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wooo la la... Look at it sizzle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6UUreQTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/w9LbH5gNX9w/s1600-h/DSC06593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071820988683796786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6UUreQTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/w9LbH5gNX9w/s320/DSC06593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sukiyaki (Seafood)... Nice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6U0reQUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rZ4qFdIBbI8/s1600-h/DSC06594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071820997273731394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6U0reQUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rZ4qFdIBbI8/s320/DSC06594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying our food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6VEreQVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7UOrpjQydN8/s1600-h/DSC06596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071821001568698706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6VEreQVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7UOrpjQydN8/s320/DSC06596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best Salmon skin I haf ever had.. It was damn crispy and it's reali juz salmon skin.. The sauce tt comes with it was damn shiok lar.. It's fish sauce wif chilli padi, garlic etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3ckreQMI/AAAAAAAAANE/RfiFDRk-Eq4/s1600-h/DSC06577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071817831882834114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK3ckreQMI/AAAAAAAAANE/RfiFDRk-Eq4/s320/DSC06577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Satisfied face.. At least mine is.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6VUreQWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fNEuCcOumms/s1600-h/DSC06603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071821005863666018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK6VUreQWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fNEuCcOumms/s320/DSC06603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Den it was off to Naraya again.. Look at the stuff we bought &amp; Alex's tired face.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7o0reQXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ENhIh_SgfGo/s1600-h/DSC06606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071822440382742898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7o0reQXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ENhIh_SgfGo/s320/DSC06606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we decided to haf our well-deserved foot massage to pamper our tortured legs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7pUreQYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7bc9bnqMZyM/s1600-h/DSC06610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071822448972677506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7pUreQYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7bc9bnqMZyM/s320/DSC06610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 of us.. Look at Alex damn relaxed lor.. While we were joking &amp; luffing, he was juz closing his eyes and ignoring us.. Kns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7pkreQZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/41Cm28FDsFI/s1600-h/DSC06612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071822453267644818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7pkreQZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/41Cm28FDsFI/s320/DSC06612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giant turtle leg... Dis masseur veri poor thing.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7p0reQaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7wdPtM6qQ7U/s1600-h/DSC06613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071822457562612130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7p0reQaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7wdPtM6qQ7U/s320/DSC06613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mine (the one on the right) was reali gd.. Ying was so ticklish tt the girl on the left who was actually serving mi went to serve Ying instead coz she uses a "softer" strength... Keke.. It was quite fun toking to dem &amp; we even learned a few words from them.. "Di mak mak" means gd, "Tak Chrom" means bye.. Hehe.. We had a fun time juz joking and luffing at Turtle's expense.. Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK870reQcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0qLBK31wrTc/s1600-h/DSC06618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071823866311885250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK870reQcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0qLBK31wrTc/s320/DSC06618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Them in the bath robe.. Our room was reali cold so in the end the 3 of us wore bath robe.. Onli Alex din feel the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah!! I finally had my fill of shark fin and bird's nest.. Hehe.. Bought it from MBK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7qEreQbI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mB65PW1FRpQ/s1600-h/DSC06614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071822461857579442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK7qEreQbI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mB65PW1FRpQ/s320/DSC06614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of coz we can't forget our Tom Yum.. Stupid Ying bluff mi.. In the end, I was the one who drank most of it and Turtle finished the rest.. Quite shiok coz it's damn spicy.. But I prefer the one at Baiyoke.. Hehe.. After tt, we drank a little of whisky and played one set of Uno and it was off to bed coz we could barely keep our eyes open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went for breakfast and we had to rush to airport liao.. Din haf time for laz min shopping.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK88EreQdI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uwdglyRMlWo/s1600-h/DSC06620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071823870606852562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK88EreQdI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uwdglyRMlWo/s320/DSC06620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stupid turtle still can pose when he's holding on to our stuff.. Kns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK88UreQeI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hi5BaQVaaPk/s1600-h/DSC06644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071823874901819874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK88UreQeI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hi5BaQVaaPk/s320/DSC06644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I could ride on a bike without a helmet too.. It will be damn shiok though it's dangerous lar.. Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally took a pink taxi when we were on our way back!!! Even the sides of the seats were in pink.. Keke.. Damn happy.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK880reQgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JU_rLdGJqj4/s1600-h/DSC06675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071823883491754498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK880reQgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JU_rLdGJqj4/s320/DSC06675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in Singapore.. Look at the crowd.. 1st time I c so many pple queuing.. Even the immigration office joked tt he had to work OT and it's reali hard-earned money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, dis trip was reali kinda "bad luck".. It seem to juz follow us to S'pore.. Coz apparently, our luggages gt left behind due to an error.. The officer told us it's bcoz a luggage was stuck and by the time they free it, our luggages couldn't make it to the plane before it flew off.. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Alex notes were inside &amp; he had a test tmr.. So he had to stay over at my place to wait for the arrival of the luggages which finally reached at ard 11 plus.. Zzz... Luckily, I'm nt working today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Gtg eat my lunch and unpack my stuff liao.. Ying &amp;amp; turtle are still in Bangkok enjoying.. Zzz... I wish I din haf to come back.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta chrom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-4860015904590155995?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4860015904590155995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4860015904590155995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4860015904590155995' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RmK0zkreP-I/AAAAAAAAALU/nGL_CuEhxwA/s72-c/DSC06526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-7627748294586784695</id><published>2007-05-31T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:57:13.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pics of my puppy!!! Furball alert!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390351444233794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2lKRpmzkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GcirGQzby2Y/s320/DSC06430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On our way home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390364329135698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2lLBpmzlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DRSzieu8M1w/s320/DSC06431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Proud Daddy... The pup look so small as compared to him..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390385803972194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2lMRpmzmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/g_Ib6plN02w/s320/DSC06434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hu is cuter? Mi or the pig??? (Of coz it's mi lar.. Look hw ugly tt pig is wif her pouty mouth..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070395028663619346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2pahpmzxI/AAAAAAAAALM/fN_rJXistWQ/s320/DSC06450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Woo.. Look at my new home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390394393906802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2lMxpmznI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BtvJr3CSmmA/s320/DSC06438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;May I present Lexis Tok Le Xi a.k.a Le Le.... &lt;em&gt;*wolf whistles*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390407278808706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2lNhpmzoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/omD5UjbOtyo/s320/DSC06445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I just love my toy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070392000711675538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2mqRpmzpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/m9oHBecQvYI/s320/DSC06471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wad r u staring at? Dun tink I small size den u can bully mi.. Pui.. Gou gou bu fa hui dang ta shi bing gou ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070393284906897106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2n1BpmztI/AAAAAAAAAKs/6RxOzmoVaVg/s320/IMG_5883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Told u dun stare at mi liao dun listen.. *rrrr...woof!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2mtBpmzrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/SC9-0kev4Y8/s1600-h/DSC06482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070392047956315826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2mtBpmzrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/SC9-0kev4Y8/s320/DSC06482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Argh!!! Help!! Put me down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2muhpmzsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/x5tVkqzI9pk/s1600-h/DSC06498.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070393349331406578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2n4xpmzvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/a_l1ChA47LY/s320/IMG_5897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sobz.. Dis will serve mi rite for being so tough.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070393370806243074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2n6BpmzwI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZeQ7KlHKvIA/s320/IMG_5911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Luckily, a sweet girl rescued mi.. By the way, tt's Daddy's sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070393319266635490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2n3BpmzuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tceo1YbjTyM/s320/IMG_5890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jie Jie go slp le.. No1 to play wif mi liao.. So sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070392022186512034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2mrhpmzqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/t06ZoBnF8Ps/s320/DSC06476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yawnz... Tired liao.. Till the next time.. Gd nite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-7627748294586784695?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/7627748294586784695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/7627748294586784695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7627748294586784695' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rl2lKRpmzkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GcirGQzby2Y/s72-c/DSC06430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-1996072043643482957</id><published>2007-05-27T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:40:59.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurray!! I finally got a dog.. or rather a puppy.. Hehe... A BIG thanks to my darling Alex (who bought me the dog), ying (who acc mi to the farm) and Turtle (by driving us there..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Still deciding on wad name to give it.. It's a male by the way &amp; so adorably precious tt juz will sneak into ur heart.. Any ideas on wad name to give? It has to be short so tt the dog will be able to respond to us.. Hmm... So many names but will need to get a name tt will gel wif him... Gimme ideas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. In case you r wondering wad dog did I get, it's a maltese that's abt 2.5 mths old.. His bdae is on Mar 19th.. Found sth interesting online....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKGROUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The correct name for this beautiful toy breed is Maltese (not Maltese Terrier as it is often referred to). No one is certain of the origins of the breed despite claims that they came from the island of Malta, or that they are similar to the dogs worshipped by the ancient Egyptians. There is little doubt though that they are one of the oldest of all dog breeds, with records of this type of dog dating from 6000 BC. They were a prized possession of the people of Malta, as well as an exotic animal of trade in the Middle East. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVERAGE LIFESPAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Maltese live from between 12 to 16 years of age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVERAGE HEIGHT &amp; WEIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    25cm to 30cm&lt;br /&gt;    3kg to 4kg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREED PERSONALITY, CHARACTERISTICS &amp; TEMPERAMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Maltese are not working dogs, although some have gained excellent results in obedience trials and even make good watchdogs. A Maltese is here just to give love and shower you with affection, to let you know who is at the door and generally just make everyone it meets feel happy and welcome. It is very intelligent and lively – and just loves to be pampered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink he's gg to be pampered to death.. In the meanwhile, I've gt to wait for mum to come back &amp; face her wrath... Dad has already started playing wif him.. Bro will haf to take care of him while we r in bangkok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Tt's tt.. Gg to play with him liao.. &amp; take more pics.. Will upload soon.. Or u can refer to ying's blog since she's gg to upload faster than me.. Lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-1996072043643482957?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/1996072043643482957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/1996072043643482957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1996072043643482957' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-3556314857474222073</id><published>2007-05-21T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:46:35.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say communication is an important part of life. Being able to articulate your tots is a blessing. However, communication is not just abt articulating ur tots, it also means listening. Communication is two-ways.. (Mind you, it's not shouting but talking nicely &amp; probably heart-to-heart) Irregardless of wadeva we were taught, many r not walking the talk (&amp;amp; of coz tt includes me..) Well, this is just food for thought &amp; self-reflection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a course juz nw &amp;amp; although it was about delivering excellent svc, the trainer was gd enuff to apply it to personal life too.. She mentioned that if we drag our feet to work every morning, there's seriously sth wrong as it shows tt we r nt happy in wad we r doing.. Being happy in ur job means u will be passionate in wad u do. Being passionate will help u excel in wad u do.. Excelling in ur work will make u successful in wadeva u do.. Being successful will make u happy and u will NOT look back in regrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Was trying to tell Alex hw I felt after hearing it &amp; he was saying tt most pple dun enjoy working &amp;amp; I do noe tt surveys lends credibility to it.. But, wouldn't u want to enjoy ur job &amp; the pple ard u and at the same having a good pay?? Alex says tt belongs to an idealist world...  But, I believe tt most of the young pple will disagree as they r looking more into their comfort and will nt stop till they find their ideal job.. I can go on &amp;amp; on &amp; this will nt be solved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my uncle (who absolutely believes in job stability) calling and talking to me abt jobs out of the blue.. He was saying tt he had juz attended a course &amp;amp; they were told to pursue their dreams before it's too late.. Find a job tt suits u before it's too late, esp if u r young &amp;amp; could afford to.. Change jobs if u haf to, or work part-time but u've gt to b happy in wad u do so tt u will nt live ur life in regret..... Life is too precious to live in regret.. Perhaps, it will truly b an idealist world some day coz someone's poison might b ur piece of heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, forgive mi for unloading so much.. Lotsa stuff to absorb in a day.. Food for though again.. Tell mi ur pt of view..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-3556314857474222073?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3556314857474222073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3556314857474222073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3556314857474222073' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-4846723364426675219</id><published>2007-05-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T11:03:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah!!! Finally I can upload pics liao.. Stupid blogger or maybe it's Alex's com.. Bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been overeating for the past few days.. Keke.. Feel so bloated nw.. I shall let the pics do the talking.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beaulieu Hse&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063683283241181122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXRHhisn8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/q5wCuCxekFo/s320/DSC06250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The side of Beaulieu Hse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXMnxisn0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/LBEb_N6B5_A/s1600-h/DSC06223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063678339733823298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXMnxisn0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/LBEb_N6B5_A/s320/DSC06223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interior of Beaulieu Hse!! Old school right?? (As von will put it.. keke..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXMoRisn1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/1CMYaK3u4Ac/s1600-h/DSC06225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063678348323757906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXMoRisn1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/1CMYaK3u4Ac/s320/DSC06225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ying &amp; Turtle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXMphisn2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/eyLzPBb7kYs/s1600-h/DSC06241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063678369798594402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXMphisn2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/eyLzPBb7kYs/s320/DSC06241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex &amp; mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063679709828390786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXN3hisn4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/97b9zOz6D7w/s320/DSC06245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Infamous Hot Choc Tarte tt I dragged dem for after seeing it on "HDB Tai-tai".. Keke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063679722713292690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXN4Risn5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/84jDMVNq5vo/s320/DSC06249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the choc oozing out... Ooh la la.. &amp; the best thing it's HOT.. So when u eat it wif the vanilla ice-cream.. It tastes heavenly.. U go imagine it.. *slurps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063679731303227298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXN4xisn6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/_hc0dVZQFos/s320/DSC06252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy women posing.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063679752778063794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXN6Bisn7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/hvnpd3cD8I0/s320/DSC06262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Poor uncle turtle is gg to lose his shell.. Haha.. Coz he found a stable &amp; better job @ a Hotel.. Keke.. No more driving ard to eat liaoz... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Von's Bdae Celebration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We went to this place called Waraku (&lt;a href="http://www.waraku.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.waraku.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;) which was recommended by Shanice.. The food quite nice... But so many things happened in btwn which gifs mi mixed feelings.. I will elaborate as the pics goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063683296126083026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXRIRisn9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/gfRMVzk4E3U/s320/DSC06293.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Expensive Salmon Sashimi... 3 pcs onli at S$6.80 which is damn expensive by my context.. Sun wif moon is nice &amp; cheaper.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063683300421050338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXRIhisn-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/CMKUk1TnRIQ/s320/DSC06296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Okonomiyaki.. But Sun wif Moon is still the best.. This one comes with a fire below to keep it hot so it adds some pts to it.. Taste wise nt too bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063683309010984946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXRJBisn_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qFSTJwHRpfY/s320/DSC06298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If I'm nt wrong dis is Sukiyaki or sth.. Beef soup.. Nice though abit salty.. But wad irks mi is tt the stove keeps gg off and when I told one of the manager abt it he juz lights it up again &amp; went off.. Which is dumb since I could also light it up myself... So when it went off for the hundredth (6) times, I was damn pissed and actually scolded the manager (let's call him T coz he keeps appearing ard our tbl somehow and the whole nite we were talking abt him.. Lol..) So off he went to change a stove (finally..) and when he put the pot on the stovem it was tilted on 1 side which is dangerous for us coz u never noe when it will topple over.. EArlier, I had been giving an attitude since the svc seems to b quite bad so I actually asked him to right it up.. Von said he look damn stressed coz I was giving him my signature "fu**ed-up" face.. L0l..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063683317600919554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXRJhisoAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NFNZw8zpivY/s320/DSC06302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the best.. Udon wif cheese &amp; scallops... Yumz...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063688596115726354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXV8xisoBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LB2Pp7VERlI/s320/DSC06307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at this... Tt's is not a noodle.. It's cheese.. Damn shiok..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063688600410693666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXV9BisoCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qkxNo6Sm490/s320/DSC06304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dis potato wif cheese.. Damn shiok too when u eat it piping hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063688604705660978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXV9RisoDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hPFVPz-V3jQ/s320/DSC06310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the cheese.. Yummy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063688613295595586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXV9xisoEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VGVVve7EeMo/s320/DSC06311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mi &amp; Bdae Girl..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063688617590562898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXV-BisoFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Jrgzv3AJJTE/s320/DSC06312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lao gao &amp; bamboo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063689970505261154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXXMxisoGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tv7NcR2q3gk/s320/DSC06316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I dipped her hand in the soup.. *evil grinz* She din tink tt I would reali do it.. Keke.. But I did.. So dun ever try mi.. Haha... Bdae girl muz sabo de... Hw can let u off so easily? Laz yr sabo was better, dis yr 1 pian yi ni le.. Keke..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063689974800228466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXXNBisoHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KqHWIK5cqOQ/s320/DSC06318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pralines with ice-cream inside.. Air-flown from Japan.. Damn nice..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063689983390163074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXXNhisoII/AAAAAAAAAI0/F_Z20h4HByA/s320/DSC06322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Green Tea with Red Bean Paster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063691198865907890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXYURisoLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qxm_tKw9Xnk/s320/DSC06342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bdae Girl opening presents..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063691211750809810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXYVBisoNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vNVQ57Di1H4/s320/DSC06346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063689991980097682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXXOBisoJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PfyE-aKCHLo/s320/DSC06329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063691207455842498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXYUxisoMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/eNrAfawu5kg/s320/DSC06338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Make a wish.. "Lao niang wan faster faster married" =P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063689996275064994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXXORisoKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3M6NUhQwMXc/s320/DSC06332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T actually brought an ice-cream for her when she noes it's Von's Bdae.. She claim tt it's bcoz he's intimidated by me.. But mi &amp; Shanice noe better.. Haha.. He even gave us 10% discount lor.. Keke..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, while pouring out her stuff to transfer to her new bag, her wallet fell out &amp;amp; we din realise. Silly girl din realise till she got home.. T actually waited till she rush all the way dwn from Home coz he so suay &amp;amp; actually picked up her wallet.. Lol.. T actually waited till 12 midnite when he could have gone home before that lor.. Keke..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had ur fill of pics? Till the next time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-4846723364426675219?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4846723364426675219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4846723364426675219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4846723364426675219' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RkXRHhisn8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/q5wCuCxekFo/s72-c/DSC06250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-6780545127216901700</id><published>2007-05-09T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:19:20.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had wanted veri much to blog for the past few days.. But din haf a chance to till now.. Hmmm.. All the feelings &amp; words seem to fly past me all a sudden tt I dun reali noe wad to blog.. Been alot thru my mind.. I'm nt perfect, neither is any1 for tt matter including u, but I dun c y i muz get ur approval when everything tt I do seems to b wrong to u.. Ok.. I gt to forget my unhappiness &amp; being vexed at pple.. Perhaps it's my PMS affecting me or perhaps it's been there all along.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappiness aside.. Finally booked my BKK trip!! Hehe.. @ least sth to look forward to.. &amp; perhaps relook @ stuff... during the break.. Thanks Fran for letting me go on leave instead.. While reminds me tt I haf yet to tell her my trip is cfm.. Keke.. Anyway, haf been eating canteen everyday to save $$$... Gt bills to pay, holidays to plan for, things to buy... $$$ flying away.. *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Gt to go.. Miting von tmr.. It's her bdae.. Fotos soon.. Hopefully Alex's com will be ok by then.. Wonder wad time his lecture will end.. Stupid lecturer always end so late.. I miss my baby... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-6780545127216901700?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6780545127216901700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6780545127216901700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6780545127216901700' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-2093950119941231592</id><published>2007-05-05T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T15:26:30.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy... Happy, happy, happy.. Wan go eat my choc at beaulieu hse liao... *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;website: http://www.beaulieuhouse.com.sg/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... Something to put a smile on my face after the 2 looong &amp; hectic week... -_-''' Hehe.. Although Alex did encourage me despite the setbacks tt I had.. Thanks dear.. Dunno wad I will do without u.. *hugs* Perhaps sink into depression or sth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched to great movies recent.. "200 Pounds Beauty" &amp; "Spiderman 3".. Alex &amp; my bro both d/l the soundtrack for 200 Pounds Beauty... Nice... Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Gg to take a nap 1st &amp; wait for Ying to come my hse... Alex to finish his class... Turtle to come fetch us!! Waiting reali takes up alot of time in a human's life.. Haha.. Ciaoz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-2093950119941231592?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/2093950119941231592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/2093950119941231592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2093950119941231592' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-3985991351789970573</id><published>2007-04-27T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:26:35.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.. my voice is back.. I totally lost my voice and couldn't speak for 2 days.. Hate being sick.. Had throat inflammation and had a dozen of medicine to eat.. Not to say tt I've been slping 3 days of my life away.. Zzz... Wonder hw's things at work.. I guess stuff r piling up &amp; my tbl will b in mess.. *sigh* Will be going back tmr for half day juz to clear things.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, i wish tt my health is nt so bad tt i keep falling sick every mth.. Haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-3985991351789970573?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3985991351789970573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3985991351789970573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3985991351789970573' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-4250430603408930575</id><published>2007-03-31T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:09:17.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.. Super-duper long photo blog k? I juz realised when u move the scroll over my pics, it will show the opposite side.. Cute.. Haha.. &amp; I saw JJ @ Orchard Rd yest.. Abit irrelevant but he's JJ!! Lol.. So cute with his dimple.. *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ying's Place for Steamboat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048091688624130082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5spRYLCCI/AAAAAAAAADU/P2qZ7O7t4ko/s320/DSC05480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; The Delicious Food that Ying &amp; JL prepared... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048091692919097394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5sphYLCDI/AAAAAAAAADc/8ZdtZyneGKE/s320/DSC05483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The 4 of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5spxYLCEI/AAAAAAAAADk/NQbljPOXf28/s1600-h/DSC05488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048091697214064706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5spxYLCEI/AAAAAAAAADk/NQbljPOXf28/s320/DSC05488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to kai dong le!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5sqRYLCFI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZpSlaM5haQQ/s1600-h/DSC05490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048091705803999314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5sqRYLCFI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZpSlaM5haQQ/s320/DSC05490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look @ the effect.. So colourful &amp; tempting.. Yum Yum.. Feel like eating again.. Lol.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048091710098966626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5sqhYLCGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eW9JF67AfKw/s320/DSC05485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; So Delicious that Juan had a rice on her face &amp; she din even noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fox Fashion Show!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048094600611956866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5vSxYLCII/AAAAAAAAAEE/zRzjb5q7Ipo/s320/DSC05550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Shanice &amp; mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048094613496858786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5vThYLCKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7ecF4tmxbMo/s320/DSC05577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&amp; the show begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048094630676727986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5vUhYLCLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/29WxrdoruDo/s320/DSC05638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cutie Alert....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048098358708340930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5ythYLCMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eToqqFW0VqE/s320/DSC05606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Pretty Boi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048098367298275538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5yuBYLCNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/etzKN_Afs4k/s320/DSC05637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This girl 1st look nt reali pretty.. But subsequently u'll find that she has the poise &amp; all tt.. Juz haf to blame the make-up lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks, Shanice for bringing me there.. If nt I wun b able to haf a feast for my eyes.. Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dashing Diva&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I finally gt to use the vouchers for Dashing Diva which Von &amp;amp; ex-colleagues bought for mi.. Lol.. Damn ex lar.. If ask mi to go on my own, I will not step in at all.. Service is quite good though..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048098371593242850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5yuRYLCOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3FrA_ak7nJw/s320/DSC05678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Macy, my dear boss went with me.. She's reali enjoying her Bridal mag (although she's already married.. Lol..) while doing her pedi..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048098375888210162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5yuhYLCPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GaYYdw2jPiE/s320/DSC05689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Comfy environment.. So nice &amp; spacious.. &amp;amp; it's mostly in pink!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048098380183177474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5yuxYLCQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qGmMwiFUMtY/s320/DSC05688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sweet pink nail.. Abit nt used to it.. Lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048103177661647202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg53GBYLCWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JESxkbt4e0o/s320/DSC05706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My pedi.. Love the shine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crabs!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally, Walter's voice is back.. Tink the fact tt he needs to drink more PPG makes him feel better.. Lol.. &amp; I can finally go the infamous AMK to eat my crab!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048100995818260770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg51HBYLCSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RplH5d_bDBI/s320/DSC05695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cream Butter Crab.. Alex &amp; Walter simply loved it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048101000113228082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg51HRYLCTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4T_evLQ33hA/s320/DSC05696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I still love my chilli crab.. Esp with piping hot man tou.. *slurps*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048101004408195394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg51HhYLCUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6Aa_E5bSaVc/s320/DSC05699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at the amt of food that we ordered juz for the 4 of us.. BBQ chicken wings nt included..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048101012998130002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg51IBYLCVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/FKhFtzYgSSc/s320/DSC05700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dis kuku woman nearly got us killed. She juz loveeee taking pics tt she even took pics of pple queuing up for the table right in front of dem.. *faints*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048103181956614514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg53GRYLCXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/AaN04GUX4rg/s320/DSC05692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uncle Turtle Ah-Pek&lt;br /&gt;He's nice.. Bring mi go eat good food.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048103190546549122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg53GxYLCYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HHEjFTqOn6E/s320/DSC05694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rude BF.. Show middle finger.. Pui.. Bcoz of him, my right thumb mani is spoiled coz he dun wan to help mi "ba" crab.. Luckily after tt, he FINALLY "zhi dong" to help me "ba".. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048103194841516434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg53HBYLCZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mnlLg8imlxs/s320/DSC05701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me eating my crab with super-duper messy hair.. Can u see a stupid fat pig posing at the background?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wah... So full &amp; bloated nw... Had a satisfying dinner... Hehe.. Yum yum... Feeling slpy also.. Genting trip next week which I am sooooo looking forward to it.. Get away from stupid &amp;amp; irritating pple.. Ok.. Gg home soon le.. Hope u enjoyed the colourful pics.. Till the next time.. Ciao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-4250430603408930575?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4250430603408930575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/4250430603408930575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4250430603408930575' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rg5spRYLCCI/AAAAAAAAADU/P2qZ7O7t4ko/s72-c/DSC05480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-7342777927578783492</id><published>2007-03-27T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:53:19.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rgj3DG3dBJI/AAAAAAAAADI/xp9FXQNkRzQ/s1600-h/SSL21006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rgj3DG3dBJI/AAAAAAAAADI/xp9FXQNkRzQ/s320/SSL21006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046555015223510162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;He's cute!! Wad more can I sae? Hehe.. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-7342777927578783492?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/7342777927578783492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/7342777927578783492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7342777927578783492' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/Rgj3DG3dBJI/AAAAAAAAADI/xp9FXQNkRzQ/s72-c/SSL21006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-6758062635054720569</id><published>2007-03-10T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T23:28:39.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;FINALLY... I can upload pics le.. Hehe.. Let mi transport u to the zoo wherever u r nw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEcoqgSOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I9m_yPMIwPg/s1600-h/DSC05113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040306929212082402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEcoqgSOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I9m_yPMIwPg/s320/DSC05113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dun u think they make a lovely couple? Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEc4qgSPI/AAAAAAAAABY/M4b8Fead9ic/s1600-h/DSC05118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040306933507049714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEc4qgSPI/AAAAAAAAABY/M4b8Fead9ic/s320/DSC05118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEdYqgSQI/AAAAAAAAABg/IJTz_7Lv0bM/s1600-h/DSC05123.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otter!!! My fav animal though they do smell... Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEdoqgSRI/AAAAAAAAABo/v4oW0mUg1Js/s1600-h/DSC05143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040306946391951634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEdoqgSRI/AAAAAAAAABo/v4oW0mUg1Js/s320/DSC05143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dun play play... This old ah meng later climb up the tree &amp; peed.&lt;br /&gt;A passer-by nearly gt "lucky"... Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Let's welcome the new lion species.... *drumrolls* Lion Junli!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGOoqgSTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/45yqgnKm8eo/s1600-h/DSC05156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040308887717169458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGOoqgSTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/45yqgnKm8eo/s320/DSC05156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had a competition to see who wins the competition..&lt;br /&gt;We decided Junli still wins.. Hands dwn... Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGO4qgSUI/AAAAAAAAACA/iOJ6Hefcm5I/s1600-h/DSC05165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040308892012136770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGO4qgSUI/AAAAAAAAACA/iOJ6Hefcm5I/s320/DSC05165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Hog Show.. Especially for the Chinese Pig New Yr period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGPYqgSVI/AAAAAAAAACI/0Iuozkxi0nQ/s1600-h/DSC05174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040308900602071378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGPYqgSVI/AAAAAAAAACI/0Iuozkxi0nQ/s320/DSC05174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mr Tok with his super professional SLR..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEd4qgSSI/AAAAAAAAABw/S_qaZdrZOoo/s1600-h/DSC05139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040306950686918946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEd4qgSSI/AAAAAAAAABw/S_qaZdrZOoo/s320/DSC05139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy White Tiger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGPoqgSWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oOFwh3pFRYg/s1600-h/DSC05308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040308904897038690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGPoqgSWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oOFwh3pFRYg/s320/DSC05308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We din noe we would mit Juan &amp; her kid there... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGP4qgSXI/AAAAAAAAACY/LwGQKhYEe3A/s1600-h/DSC05298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040308909192006002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLGP4qgSXI/AAAAAAAAACY/LwGQKhYEe3A/s320/DSC05298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Samseng po" of the Yr...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLDYqgSYI/AAAAAAAAACg/WNS7W11XpM4/s1600-h/DSC05268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040314192001780098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLDYqgSYI/AAAAAAAAACg/WNS7W11XpM4/s320/DSC05268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Another competition... "Who can portray the best to-be devoured pose?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shot 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLD4qgSZI/AAAAAAAAACo/-PYwbdDlT-g/s1600-h/DSC05325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040314200591714706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLD4qgSZI/AAAAAAAAACo/-PYwbdDlT-g/s320/DSC05325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shot 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLEIqgSaI/AAAAAAAAACw/AJEZsOHyITo/s1600-h/DSC05324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040314204886682018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLEIqgSaI/AAAAAAAAACw/AJEZsOHyITo/s320/DSC05324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shot 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLEYqgSbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jJgBEejv6Lk/s1600-h/DSC05323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040314209181649330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLEYqgSbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jJgBEejv6Lk/s320/DSC05323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shot 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLEoqgScI/AAAAAAAAADA/P2TcrDh6STY/s1600-h/DSC05322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040314213476616642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLLEoqgScI/AAAAAAAAADA/P2TcrDh6STY/s320/DSC05322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp; the winner goes to................ Shot 4!!!! Mr Tok decides that nt to pose is the best of all... Lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still gt lot of pics to blog abt... But... damn lazy lar.. Haha.. I blog so much le.. Should b sufficient for awhile... Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone who's interested in Hotel line, pls call mi... &amp;amp; Ms Tan, pls send mi ur resume!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciaoz, pple.. Music &amp;amp; Lyrics.. Here I come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-6758062635054720569?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6758062635054720569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6758062635054720569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6758062635054720569' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/RfLEcoqgSOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I9m_yPMIwPg/s72-c/DSC05113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-295341225456005820</id><published>2007-03-03T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:00:16.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to upload fotos.. But there seems to b sth wrong wif alex's com so I can't.. Zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so tired... Went to mit Zinmar after work yest coz she's flying off soon. Went to Central to have Billy Bombers.. The new shopping centre has a good view.. I saw this shop tt sells nice couple rings (a lil' too ex though) which r unique. There r also thousands of earrings which seriously tempted us to buy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go home after tt but Sandy, Portia &amp; Wenddie din want to let us to.. So Shanice &amp; mi actually dragged our feet over.. Stupid Sandy kept on threatening to pull my newly (juz 2 days old) belly piercing.. Stupid woman.. So in the end, we walked 1 big round &amp; went to this Day Bed Bar or sth (can't recall the name). It has beds for pple to lie on while chilling out.. Music is nt bad though it's house music lar.. Portia was shaking non-stop.. The bartender was nice when I asked for frozen lychee martini &amp; he actually did it especially although there was no such item in the menu. Nt reali nice though coz u can reali taste the alcohol.. I still prefer the one @ Mt Faber.. Dunno when can I go up there again.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up slping ard 1 plus &amp; i had to drag myself to work.. Long day todae too.. Went to Macy's place @ Savannah.. Still tink it's 1 of the best condo I've been to coz of the unique theme.. Zinmar, Shanice &amp; I had a gr8 time snapping pics non-stop the last time we were there.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Feeling slpy nw.. Gg home soon liao.. It's another long dae tmr.. It's the last dae of CNY... Not much feeling abt it though coz CNY has been over since "Chu Yi" liao.. Ciao! Gg to wait for alex to b out from shower &amp; I can go home le.. Zzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-295341225456005820?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/295341225456005820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/295341225456005820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#295341225456005820' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-3306628581389762970</id><published>2007-02-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:37:42.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Pics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some Pics for ur viewing pleasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmQE-dYeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7EJvQKXuN0U/s1600-h/rustic+pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmQE-dYeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7EJvQKXuN0U/s320/rustic+pic+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035136809799868898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic... Dun u tink it's veri 80s?? Tilt ur head to the right &amp; look @ it.. Somehow couldn't rotate it.. Dunno y.. So bear wif mi.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmAE-dYaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZkqgVarVop4/s1600-h/DSC04997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmAE-dYaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZkqgVarVop4/s320/DSC04997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035136534921961890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunch of crazy colleagues!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmAU-dYbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HBsNpqoufh8/s1600-h/DSC05000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmAU-dYbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HBsNpqoufh8/s320/DSC05000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035136539216929202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely flowers for V-day from Alex.. Maucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmAk-dYcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SzbqLndhC-g/s1600-h/DSC05012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmAk-dYcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SzbqLndhC-g/s320/DSC05012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035136543511896514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma &amp; mi!! She took care of me when I was juz a wee bairn... Love her to bits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmA0-dYdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mtgr7h3-XNk/s1600-h/DSC05028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmA0-dYdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mtgr7h3-XNk/s320/DSC05028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035136547806863826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, Dad &amp; mi.. Hu do I resemble the most???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so full nw.. Went to Marina Sq wif jl &amp; ying.. Had Kenny Rogers 4 dinner.. The macaroni cheese never fails to make my mouth water @ the tot of it.. Could haf caught the fireworks but the 2 guys juz rushed out, leaving mi &amp; ying behind to look after the stuff.. Grrr... By the time, we went out, it was finished liao.. So sad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Diva coz stupid ying wanted to look @ accessories.. Ended up I bought more than her.. Tt kuku woman.. Zzz... Poor Alex paid for mi in the end.. Haha.. Thanks baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had my chou doufu todae!!! Yummy.... *slurps* Nt as gd as the one I gt from Yis Pasar Malam though.. Poor ying &amp; alex couldn't tahan the smell though.. Saw Xiaowei (feel so guilty coz I din go to her wedding though..) &amp; shuhong.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I've overeat.. Stomach feels so bloated nw.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! 2 posts in a day.. Nt bad huh... Lol..K.. Gtg liao.. Nid to wake up earli tmr.. Mustn't let ying win the bet.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-3306628581389762970?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3306628581389762970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/3306628581389762970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3306628581389762970' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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/_U1uHxLsyoWg/ReBmQE-dYeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7EJvQKXuN0U/s72-c/rustic+pic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886324.post-6166217201282797980</id><published>2007-02-24T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T18:19:21.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year too ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must haf been like 7 mths or so since I last blogged. Time is usually nt on my side. Work takes up most of my time, followed by slp.. Now there's driving classes, outings wif my crazy colleagues which means lesser time to slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less time to slp = darker eye circles!!!! + a crankier mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. CNY eve this yr is full of shark's fin, abalone, gan bei (my fav!) &amp; scallops (alex fav!). It was fun running from my place to his place &amp; back to mine again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY never seems the same when u're all grown up.. U spend more $$$ (basically ur own), get lesser ang pows (dun reali wan them since I'm working), feeling more lethargic (tired of bai nian-ing) etc.. I dun sae I've enjoyed CNY much though it's centuries old tradition. It was more fun gg to Sentosa wif Sandy &amp; the rest on chu er... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Gtg.. Miting ying &amp; jl to go out.. Tmr we r gg to the zoo, zoo, zoo.. Hw abt u, u, u?? Hehe.. Gt carried away.. Lalalala.. Till the next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-6166217201282797980?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6166217201282797980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/6166217201282797980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6166217201282797980' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-115176487841351809</id><published>2006-07-01T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:41:18.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JJ's concert laz sat was fun.. Took some pics.. Tot it wouldn't turn out nice but it was ok.. Hehe.. So hapi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Had a few uncertainties but all tt has been ironed out.. I hope.. Hopefully, everything will work out well though.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead tired.. Nt juz bodily but also mentally &amp; emotionally.. So drained.. Can some1 pass mi a rejuvenation jab pls?!?! On the other hand, maybe nt a jab (I hate injections) but a tonic perhaps? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Wonder if I've made the right choice? Have been wondering lately.. God help mi pls.. Pls let things work out nicely or let mi haf another better option.. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; Nw I miss my holidae period.. Hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying's bdae comin up on mon.. Kuku woman juz haf 2 choose on a mon.. Mon gt blues de lor.. Zzzz... Sure damn tired on tues de.. Should I stay or juz go hm 2 my comfortable bed &amp; my beloved bolster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions, decisions... Some decisions will juz affect u more den the others.. Some might also affect u for the rest of ur life.. Can I juz go back 2 being a small kid again so tt I dun haf to make so many decisions??!??! I nid some1 2 lean on badly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-115176487841351809?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/115176487841351809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/115176487841351809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115176487841351809' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-115060852792988455</id><published>2006-06-18T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T13:28:47.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yest was juz nt my dae.. Zzz.. Woke up wif body ache.. Tink I too tired le.. Had to rush like hell to mit nancy coz I only woke up @ 1p.m. Our manicure appt was 2.30p.m. Had to take a cab dwn.. Zzz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De bloody taxi uncle was damn rude &amp; impatient lor.. &amp; he drives like a mad man.. Tink he PES lor.. Grr.. Juz tinking abt it makes mi boil.. Zzz... De manicurist doing my nails was pretty nice though, but a tad soft-spoken la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De rest of the dae was quite ok.. Went to the library while nancy is doing her hair.. Had to stone 4 awhile though.. Keke.. Seems like I always gt to wait 4 her one way or another whenever i mit her.. But wad to do, wait 4 mei nu it's ok de la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush back to collect hp charger den rush to northpoint to mit my uncle.. He was rushing mi all de way.. Haiz.. Yest was basically "rushing" dae.. Went to his hse after tt to sort some things out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked back to my blk, i realised sth was amissed coz there wasn't much pple ard.. &amp; the whole blk was pitch dark!!! Wtf.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackout = no lift = climb stairs (till 11 floor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so tinking tt it would b only 4 awhile, i went to ta bao my dinner cum supper.. A nice uncle gave mi the phone no. to the hotline to inform dem of the blackout.. Called dem &amp; they said they dunno when it'll b ok.. But should take abt an hr or so lor.. Wtf.. Meaning i'm gg to b stranded downstairs 4 like an hr? No way! It din help tt I was carrying 2 brand new hp alone &amp; had to go up in the de dark?!?! Y did dis had 2 happen when alex was nt ard?!?1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to wait 4 my mum coz she was supposed 2 b back ard tt time. Wait till I fedup den decided 2 call my aunt hu stays in de 4th floor. My mum was @ her hse.. Gt my cousin 2 bring the torch light dwn to bring mi up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out tt the blackout was only a few mins after i left my uncle's place.. If i had known, should haf juz stayed @ his place.. But den, his family is gg 2 slp soon.. Zzz.. Damn unlucky rite? Ok, nevertheless, I had my dinner @ her place, take a rest 1st b4 continuing my torturous climb up.. Coz apparently, it wasn't 2 b repaired till much later.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I tink it took 1.5 hr b4 the lights came back on.. Was damn hot lor.. Had actually looked forward 2 go back hm 2 bath den settle dwn 2 read a book &amp; slp earli.. In de end, wasn't able 2 do so.. Zzz... It din help tt I woke up wif a sore throat todae.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn fun though when shuyun, juan, my bro &amp; mi was boo-ing dem when de lights came on &amp; den off again coz we din haf anything else to do.. Lol.. Actually my dad was de one hu started it 1st.. Keke.. Den my bro comment tt it might sound like "goal" coz it's de world cup season nw.. Lol.. Time to stock up my torch lights &amp; candles. Best 2 carry one wif u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting 4 my food 2 come, though nt much appetite la.. Sianz.. Hope todae will b a beta dae..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-115060852792988455?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/115060852792988455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/115060852792988455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115060852792988455' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114983528626758367</id><published>2006-06-09T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:41:26.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While waiting for Ms Lee to doll herself up, decided to come in to blog.. End up I fang the 2 "E"s fei ji.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt a msg earli in the morning by my ex-boss saeing tt it's our "3rd yr anniversary" of noeing one another.. Freaky.. If it came from some1 single &amp; gd looking, it might nt seem so bad.. But still bad nevertheless.. I was tempted to reply tt i dun care, but den i decide silence would b the best..  I mean I dun mind hafing u as a fren, but pls dun gimme the feeling tt u r stalking mi or sth.. Esp when u r MARRIED!! Zzz... Hate dis kinda guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hunggrryy... Yest only had 1 meal.. It was a wonder tt my gastric did nt act up.. Mum is finally back!! Miss her homecook soup.. Juz by tinking abt it makes mi salivate.. *slurps* &amp; she's cooking chicken soup tonite.. Yum Yum.. For those hu dunno, my mum cooks soup differently.. She uses charcoal to "ao" the soup so tt it's 1 big pot of goodness in it.. Hmm... Dun tink i'll haf the same patience as her to spend time cooking the soup.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my baby.. Though he often irritates mi, but I still miss him nevertheless.. *sigh* Tt's love i guess.. If only, I can get along as well wif his family.. Dun get mi wrong, his family r nice to mi.. But somehow, there's dis gap btwn us.. Felt a lil' intimidated by his family, even after 2.5 yrs.. His older sis &amp; bf graduated from uni &amp; haf a gd job nw, his younger sis is currently in uni.. Feel so inferior as compared wif dem.. It's like there's no common topic.. I'm the slacker while they r the "elites".. Haha.. I truly wish tt I'll b able to get close to dem.. But it's difficult for mi to break out of the barrier.. Gimme more time.. Can some1 gimme some ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I'm damn hungry... Ms Lee, will u hurry hurry hurry?? Zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114983528626758367?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114983528626758367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114983528626758367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114983528626758367' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114978888793863079</id><published>2006-06-09T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:42:10.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haf been rotting the whole dae.. Thank God tt the TV programs for the whole dae was still quite interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pple tend to b contradictive.. When I was working, I keep praying for a break.. But nw tt i'm taking a temp break, I can't wait to go back to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya,b4 u start asking mi where, wad &amp; when I'm working.. I'm gg to start as a sales coordinator on 12th Jun in a hotel.. (haf been getting the same ques almost everyday..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Genting cum KL trip laz week was nice.. Enjoyed myself though din get much things.. Heez.. Met up wif gan ma &amp; MY.. As usual, went to their room to haf gan ma's generous concoctions.. Oh.. I've graduated to Whisky ginger ale.. It was nice la.. Haha.. Den they tried to take my pic wif my damn tomato color face.. Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go slp soon.. Miting the 2 "E" for lunch tmr... Hehe.. &amp; miting nancy tmr.. Hopefully she wun put aeroplane again.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114978888793863079?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114978888793863079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114978888793863079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114978888793863079' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114701227274704527</id><published>2006-05-07T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T22:31:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wad r friends reali? Esp close fren, gd fren, best frens? I'm getting more &amp; more skeptical over this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the defination is try ur best to b there for someone u call a "fren".. But, apparently, pple nowadays DO NOT treasure dis word anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, have already quit my job.. Nw tinking abt the next step.. Should I juz study? Work part-time &amp; basically enjoy life? Work full-time, study part-time? Hmm... Decisions, decisions, decisions... Well, guess I shall take 1 step @ a time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*I tot I was surrounded by pple hu care.. Only to discover I was wrong.. &amp; I'm left standing in the darkness.. ALL ALONE...* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114701227274704527?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114701227274704527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114701227274704527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114701227274704527' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114545128683359491</id><published>2006-04-19T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T20:55:04.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acts of Service&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/lovelanguages.php' target='_blank'&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from Juan's blog. This topic has been gone through over &amp; over again.. But I'm still loving it.. It amazes mi that there are 5 different types of love languages that suits the majority. Interesting subject.. Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my job.. Hate the place.. Feel so suppressed... &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; God, please tell mi wad I should do??? Gimme strength &amp; endurance... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor baby is sick.. Tink I passed my bug to him... Haiz.. Having headache nw... Sure blog again.. soon.. i hope.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114545128683359491?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114545128683359491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114545128683359491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114545128683359491' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114457413087249815</id><published>2006-04-09T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:15:30.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling bored, hot &amp; stuffy nw.. Nt to mention hungry.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis is the fate of one hu is attached to a NSF bf... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, shall blog abt sth more fun.. Went to the Cathy to catch a movie laz nite. Watched "The Producers".. Also dunno y in the end we went for tt movie.. It's nice for those hu love the broadway kinda show where the actors &amp; actresses break into a song every nw &amp; then.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was extremely funny when "Leo Bloom" took out his lil' blue blanket to sniff when he gets nervous.. Reminds mi of my bolster which I can't fall aslp without &amp; the tiny string tt holds it in place... Only Alex will noe though.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite entertaining to a pt.. The script was cleverly written.. But after awhile, u'll tend to feel bored bcoz it's kinda draggy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cathy was nicely done.. Though the shops were nt opened yet.. It was kinda funny coz when u go in the whole building seems empty with the exceptions of a grp of pple waiting for the lift. Once u gt to the 5th/6th level though, u'll b surprised to find   pple from all age grps, races blah blah blah.. Even @ the late hr.. The place is quite huge though.. Although part of the concept seems to b taken from GV.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss carol, ying &amp; the gang (though we juz met 1 week ago).. I also miss Shanice (coz the both of us haf nt seen each other for like 5 days? although we r partners @ work??) &amp; most imptly, when r the sec sch gang gonna mit up??!?! Kos, Leej &amp; the rest.. Juan, Sam &amp; Sophia: rem our KTV date k? After Sam &amp; Sophia's exams, we've gt to go KTV together.. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Gg to go back to rot le.. &amp; find sth to eat b4 I mit Juan &amp; Sam for dinner later.. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114457413087249815?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114457413087249815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114457413087249815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114457413087249815' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114381684794244332</id><published>2006-03-31T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T22:54:07.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The ending sucks!!! Argh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114381684794244332?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114381684794244332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114381684794244332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114381684794244332' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114381285487607600</id><published>2006-03-31T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:47:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zheng Gepin gt abs!! *gushes* Although shanice &amp; von asserts mi tt it's old news already (he trained his 6 pecs for a charity show laz yr), i was still amazed &amp; "pei fu".. He's should be ard 40 plus le, yet he still gt a body many would envy.. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, sunday is cfm!!! *claps* carol saes tt we've GT to mit her by 5p.m bcoz tt's when her svc will end.. Well, should we mit @ 7p.m? Let her rot for 2 hrs... Muahaha...  =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pple ard mi haf been encouraging mi to try for stewarding.. But still having 2nd tots, nooo, actually many tots.. Hehe.. Firstly, i'm nt confident enuff.. No matter hw confident i might look in front of u guys, my frens, i m unsure of myself in front of interviewers.. =P I was also telling Shanice tt later pple c mi there, they'll tink wah, dis kinda face also can come for interview ar? Den, sad case le... Haha... I still prefer teaching also.. But..... *sigh* dunno when the hell can I get in?!?!?! Tips, anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Xing shan shan" is nice... I like ah-li &amp; angie.. hehe.. Oh ya, and ah-li's bro.. Their acting damn gd lor.. Hmmm... Too bad todae laz episode le.. *sigh* Nevertheless, the next 9p.m show looks gd too.. Hehe... I'm bcoming more like a TV junkie le... Bleh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114381285487607600?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114381285487607600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114381285487607600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114381285487607600' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114371710452109839</id><published>2006-03-30T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T19:11:44.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting for dinner to be cooked... My throat still feels damn sore.. But feel like having cheese fries nw... Hehe... But then again, maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gg to b so broke dis whole week.. Zzz... Jan's bdae juz passed, next coming up is Yanling's Bdae dis coming Sat. Heard from Juan tt Meixiu also invited mi to her bdae dis coming sun.. Dun tink I'll go though coz like abit weird.. Hehe.. Den it's Alex's bdae next wed, followed by Sophia &amp; my bro's bdae next fri.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven even gt anything for Alex.. *sigh* Ideas anyone?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia is asking us to go KTV to celebrate her bdae.. $$$$ -_-"' All flying away... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Ying &amp; mi haf decided to go Suntec for steamboat dis coming sunday... HY, Junli, Juan pls try to keep urselves free k? Coz "nan de" all of us can mit up to go eat steamboat.. Haf been craving for it for so long le.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. tink my dinner ok le... Shall tink if i should get Alex to get cheese fries for mi.. Till then.. Byezz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114371710452109839?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114371710452109839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114371710452109839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114371710452109839' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114363567473367269</id><published>2006-03-29T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:34:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching "yong bu jue bai" nw.. Dunno y i'm watching the crap show.. But still, it's quite entertaining to watch some of dem make a fool of themselves though.. 1 or 2 of dem were quite gd.. But watching the rest of dem, it makes mi feel either they might haf a lil' mental illness, or they juz look retarded on TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throat still hurts.. Head slightly beta, considering the rate tt i was popping the pills, I would tot it should b beta by nw... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt; Can't turn ard too much though coz the room will end up spinning without mi.. Dunno hw to go work tmr... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting wif carol online.. Told her i missed the period whereby the whole grp of us often mit on weekends, watched movie weekly together, go on JB trips, plan on overseas trip, go bowling, go ktv-ing.. We practically went out almost every weekend.. Nt to mention gg to East Coast Park to juz sit under the moonlight, talk, play stupid games &amp; juz enjoying each other company.. Sad to sae, things haf changed, pple haf changed too.. Everything is so diff nw.. True, we do mit nw &amp; then, but we r nt as close b4 le... Haiz... Anyway, wad's past is past already, nth can ever bring us back to those days le... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, carol &amp; I r planning an outing dis coming sun.. Those hu r interested pls let us noe.. Hopefully can mit up though.. Miss my darling &amp; tt piglet (ermz.. nt piglet le.. it should b fat pig le.. hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I'm so dead.. Feel there's nth in mi anymore...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114363567473367269?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114363567473367269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114363567473367269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114363567473367269' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-114329986654853425</id><published>2006-03-25T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:17:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is so meaningless.. Or rather when u dun exactly haf a goal in life. Well, the ultimate goal in life is probably death.. Bcoz no matter wad u do, work as, wad type of activities u engage in, ultimately, u still haf to die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, dis is a darn depressing topic.. Well, some pple may argue, it's hw u live tt makes a diff in ur life.. True to some extent, but hu noes wad happens after death? U might b in heaven or hell (as most religion believes in) or u might b into oblivion whereby ur soul juz floats ard to nowhere (provide tt u do haf a soul).. &amp; as I've said, u still haf to die no matter wad.. Whether u r rich or poor, gd-looking or not, haf a fulfilling life or not, or even whether u r young or old.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile.. But thank God we r nt juz animals, whose lives lies in human's hands, whereby some might dote u to death or juz "stiletto" u to death.. *sigh* We haf feelings, am able to care for other living things &amp; most imptly, haf freedom to do wad we wan (though there r laws to ensure u haf law &amp; order in the country)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's juz b thankful for wad we haf.. But den again, the ultimate goal being death is still damn depressing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis is a damn depressing post.. Dun even noe y I blogged tt out.. I should juz delete the whole stuff away.. But then again, it takes time to type it all out.. So, might as well.. Time is essence.. Maybe, juz maybe, by typing dis post out, I'm nearer to the ultimate goal in life, which is DEATH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-114329986654853425?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114329986654853425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/114329986654853425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114329986654853425' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113842097644081624</id><published>2006-01-28T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T12:02:56.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At Alex's place nw.. He's leaving in like an hr's time to Malaysia to visit his relatives.. So, I'll b all alone for the next 3 days..Zzz... Mum saes she's only gg visiting tmr, so I'll b like rotting @ hm lor.. *sigh* Stupid juan actually suggested tt I go visiting wif her... Crazy woman.. Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Finally, get to upload the MOS pics le... Keke... Shanice, vonnie &amp; the rest keep bugging mi abt it.. So pls go this link to view the pics: http://photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Feel so bored.. It's juz like a normal dae.. Can't feel the mood of CNY. Like wad Von said, is it juz us or is it tt dis yr there's no festive moods all ard? I guess it's juz us ba.. It's been a taxing yr for us.. Pple changed, couples broke up, things keep revolving &amp; we get older by the min.. Man, I miss my teenage yrs.. *sigh* The yrs where we r so carefree, wif only homework &amp; exams bugging us, &amp; of coz the occassional nagging from parents.. The yrs where frens r merely ur frens.. There only to offer frenship, comfort, laughter &amp; joy.. But nw..... I shall nt comment further... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I looked thru my new clothes &amp; found tt the 1 top I like the best, which I bought it wif carol &amp; ying @ Bugis, gt coloured.. Hmm.. The white top actually gt stained by the purple lace on the top itself.. Zzz... Feel so heart-broken nw.. Arghz!!! If reali can't get rid of the stain, I'm gg to go back to the shop to complain.. Stupid 'hei dian'.. Sell so ex for a bugis street stall, den in the end, the top bcome like tt.. Grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Todae is juz soooooo nt my dae.. Damn moody lor.. K la.. Gotta go find my mum to help her carry things back from her precious shop &amp; save le... Keke... Happy Chinese New Yr, everyone... While I rot my way thru it... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113842097644081624?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113842097644081624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113842097644081624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113842097644081624' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113742342340248543</id><published>2006-01-16T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:57:04.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been an extremely hectic week for mi.. &amp; alex... Haha... Was revamping my room, had to get rid of all the old furniture, shop for new ones, pack things, move things etc... Buying furniture from Ikea means assembling it urself.. Although they could also assemble it for u @ a minimal fee, it feels more satisfatory &amp; a sense of accomplishment when u assemble it urself.. Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Went Malaysia over the weekends... Poor alex had to wait 7 plus hrs for mi while i did my hair.. Saw Shanice there too.. Gave the poor girl quite a scare, when i decided to leap on her... hurhur... Did my nails too... Most expensive I've done but the most satisfactory 1.. Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Quite satisfied wif my hair... Though still nid some time getting used to.. Hehe.. Colleagues were the 1st to c, nt to mention my family, alex &amp; juan la... Though juan juz popped by to get the "mini library" left by our CG laz time... Time juz flies past so fast.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Were chatting wif val, von &amp; shanice abt relationships juz nw.. Relationships r juz such fragile things... 1 wrong move or step, &amp; a relationship of 3 mths, 4 yrs or even 20 yrs can b blown to pieces.. It's juz so unfair tt when u put so much effort in a relationship only to c it come to an end juz by the snap of a finger.. The more u love, the more pain it will bring.. No doubt love bring hurts, but it does bring joy &amp; also sweet moments... I guess it depends on de 2 individuals hu were strangers initially to take a BIG step to bcome 1... As they sae "it takes two hands to clap".. If only there was true most of the time.... Sometimes 1 party might keep giving, while the other keep taking.. Sooner or later, the 1 keep giving will feel tired, coz he/she carries the burden of 2 person on her back... But, never gif up on love though, coz u'll never noe when it might juz knock on ur door... Hor carol... *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Love Concierge is an extremely gd show... Haha.. Gifs guys more tips on hw to make gfs hapi, hw to woo a girl &amp; most imptly, hw to sweet talk... Keke... Girls like sweet talk now &amp; then, though nt too often guys, r it might juz backfired on u... Oh ya, &amp; nt to mention the extremely many eye candies... Esp Thomas Ong.. *swoons* Bai kan bu yan... Haha... He's still so damn cute lor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hao le... Gonna go slp soon le... Muz go work tmr den miting ying &amp; carol tmr for cny shopping... Hehe.. Hope tt can get nice nice things... Lalalala... Nitez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113742342340248543?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113742342340248543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113742342340248543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113742342340248543' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113666053040388522</id><published>2006-01-08T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T03:05:33.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOS was fab-ta-bulous.. The deco was awesome.. The exterior looks gd although their customer service needs some training.. Prob bcoz it's said to be the biggest MOS in the world, the pple there tends to b a lil' cocky.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  MOS is divided into the Main Arena, individual rooms for R&amp;B and Retro. There's an absolutely freaking nice rm tt's a hot fav for those hu haf been there named Pure. I simply love this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pure&lt;/strong&gt;: There r a few huge white mattresses wif whitecurtains &amp; red cushions on it. (Kinda like de kind which u c in movies where the Sultan's harems would lie on it) It looks damn inviting. Nt to mention there r 2 huge beanbags on the ground where approximately 10 'me' can lie ard it.. The best thing is tt everything is in white. Including the stereo.. Hmm.. Wonder hw the waitresses &amp; waiters r gg to clean it up after opening hrs.. Esp if some idiots hu drink excessively &amp; vomit everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Retro&lt;/strong&gt;: Von's fav theme.. There r 2 chairs (no idea wad's the actual name) hanging from the ceiling near the entrance.. It reminds mi of the kind when in the 80s' it's damn popular to haf those chairs, except it's made of rattan instead of plastic. Of coz, there r the shiny silver balls hanging from the ceiling on the dance floor. Damn retro lor.. Bad thing is tt we were sweating away while dancing.. *sigh* Tink air-con broke dwn or sth, juz when we were enjoying ourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;strong&gt;R&amp;B&lt;/strong&gt;: Music is only so-so.. Though towards the end, the DJ played a few beta songs.. Too crowded though.. Crowd here is more rowdy.. Deco is nt tt fantastic here.. Except for the metal fence ard the dance area, kinda like those u c in the R&amp;B MTVs. Spent most time here too coz it's where mi &amp; Shanice enjoyed ourselves beta.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Main Arena&lt;/strong&gt;: The biggest area.. Kinda like the main hall of Zouk laz time.. Veri spacey prob bcoz most of the crowd is @ de Retro &amp; R&amp;B rooms... Music spinning laz nite wasn't gd.. A gd place to hang out though coz there r lil' tbls all ard for pple to drink * juz pple watch on both 1st level &amp; 2nd level... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Ladies&lt;/strong&gt;: It was damn spacious &amp; there's even a stretch of dressing tables with mirrors &amp; cute lil' red chairs. U could spend hrs in it lor.. Keke.. Of coz, all of us took turns touching up.. &lt;br /&gt;**Bags r left @ baggage area which once u put the bags there, u can only retrieve it when u leave.. Tip: bring a larger memory card if u wanna take pics wif ur frens.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's a nice place to hangout but music isn't all tt gr8 for those hu love dancing their nite away.. Company was gr8 though.. Ladies nite out except for Joraine's BF.. Keke.. Oh ya, Von's fren was also wif a grp of guys, though din tok much.. The crowd range is quite wide, from the caucasians, SPGs to the Elites to the R&amp;B lovers to the working class.. Din c any "young" kids there though.. Hehe.. Oh ya, pls wear covered shoes to prevent selfish idiots, weighing a hundred tons, hu step ur foot like nobody's biz.. &amp; pls dun b afraid to protect urself from pple hu shamelessly juz kips gg near u &amp; knocking u everywhere.. Elbow-ing helps... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Will try to upload the pics ASAP.. In the meanwhile, here's the link for pics to my bdae.. A tad late, but it's beta den never rite? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113666053040388522?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113666053040388522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113666053040388522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113666053040388522' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113614123155180630</id><published>2006-01-02T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T02:47:11.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a new yr.. yet I dun feel it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New yr eve was spent wif my mum &amp; alex.. Had a simple dinner @ Crystal Jade.. It was nice wif juz the 2 person &lt;br /&gt;love most wif mi having a dinner.. Sometimes it's nt the most elaborate dinner nor the most expensive gift tt will let u enjoy life.. It's the SIMPLEST thing in life tt reali makes u feel tt there's actually sth worthy in life afterall.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf a fren hu often doesn't appreciate pple hu truly cares abt her. Instead she goes after pple hu might nt be gd for her.. Only to realise in the end tt she has already missed the one gd person she reali care for &amp; whom cares for her.. It's nt the 1st time tt happens, but hopefully it'll b the laz &amp; she'll reali her mistake b4 sth bad reali happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. For yr 2006, I dun reali haf any new yr resolutions.. Like wad I told SF, it's no use having plenty of new yr resolutions &amp; nt keeping them.. So the best I can do is try to live happily &amp; hope tt the few frens whom I reali care for will b able to find their own happiness in this new yr.. U guys noe hu u r.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 was an eventful yr.. We've all loved someone &amp; lost someone b4.. But life still has to go on.. The world will still continue to revolve, the sun will still continue to rise &amp; fall.. I guess wad matters is tt you will haf the perseverence to let life go on &amp; live life to the fullest, whether the person is wif u or nt.. Although no1 can reali replace the person in ur heart but hu noes, u might find someone beta along the rd, someone hu u can tok to &amp; confide it.. Be it a lover, a fren or even ur dad or ur mum.. There's hope afterall in this world... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've already lost a few frens already.. But.. I guess i'll still look @ de bright side of life.. Hopefully things will change for the beta for this new yr.. Guess I've watched too much of "War &amp; Beauty" le.. Keke... The show depicts the many sides of a human nature in order to get wad u wan.. Makes u c the ugly side of life.. So guess I'm getting affect &amp; blog the gibberish... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Yr, everyone.. Cheers to the brand new yr &amp; let's hope tt frens will still remain as frens, foes will bcome frens &amp; everyone will b happy... Wadeva might be will be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113614123155180630?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113614123155180630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113614123155180630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113614123155180630' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113427010796353300</id><published>2005-12-11T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T11:01:47.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't slp de previous nite nor laz nite... Too much things on my mind... Worried abt things gg wrong, whether some things haven prepare etc. N it's only my 21st bdae celebration! Zzz... Imagine if it's my wedding... Grrr... I tink I'll nt enjoy myself @ all.. So I shall nt get married! Or @ least nt haf a wedding celebration... Haha.. Coz I wun b a glowing bride, but a haggard one wif dark rings all ard... Zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Went shopping for deco wif ying, carol &amp; sf... Wanted to go novena, but as usual we gt lost.. Ended up @ another destination which we wanted to go though.. Bugis.. Went into the shop &amp; the 1st thing we gt was Family, Snap &amp; Old Maid... Lol... Tok abt fu gu-ing... Von will b so happy... She would sae "So old sch".. Keke.. Ying even wanted to play five stones lor.. Lol... So we gt a packet.. It reminds mi laz time my aunt taught mi hw to put green beans inside &amp; sew the bags... Keke.. Anywayz, we bought de norm, balloons blah blah.. &amp; I even bought goodie bags lor... to put the tibits inside.. Fu gu all the way... Hehe.. But it's juz for the 1st 24 pple though... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok... shall blog till here... Will update again on the details of the celebrations... Hehe.. Hopefully everything will turn out well... *cross fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113427010796353300?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113427010796353300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113427010796353300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113427010796353300' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113249721166386736</id><published>2005-11-20T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:33:31.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok folks, the pics for ShuHong's wedding have been uploaded to yahoo.. The link is http://photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal.. The glam &amp; unglam pics r all there.. Hehe.. Pity tt we did nt have a grp pic taken by our cam, though the camera man for ShuHong's wedding did take 1.. Hopefully she'll develop it for us or send it to us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fufilling dae.. Cooked fried rice, baby kailan, chicken &amp; hashbrown todae.. Ingredients bought when we were out yest.. The fried rice was too wet apparently coz I forgot tt I was supposed to fry the egg first b4 frying the garlic etc. Nevertheless, "success is failure's mum"... Mum, Dad &amp; Alex said it was gd except the rice part.. &lt;em&gt;*satisfied smirk*&lt;/em&gt; Hehe.. Den after all the washing etc. we were so washed out dat the both of us went for a nap straight after eating lunch.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience was quite gd.. Budgeted &amp; satisfaction achieved is nt sth u can get from KTV-ing, drinking blah blah blah... Hmz... Dunno izzit bcoz slp too much, den nw feeling so oozy.. Gotta go hm soon liaoz.. Tata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113249721166386736?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113249721166386736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113249721166386736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113249721166386736' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113242086362737355</id><published>2005-11-20T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T01:21:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm extremtly tired todae. Slept only like 6 hrs yest coz went to Great World City for a late nite show.. Had free tix for Harry Potter. When we went there, we realised that de 2 seats were seperated by an aisle, which means tt mi &amp; alex had to sit seperately.. Was veri sian den, no wonder it was free! Thank God tt luck was on our side though coz the seat next to mi was empty so we were able to sit together.. Din watched the previous ones (except 1 which Engracia lent it to mi..), but I felt tt this was quite good.. The effects were brilliant too.. But nth beats LOTR though... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up extremely early (for a sat) coz it's ShuHong's WEDDING todae! Took train to Admiralty where along the way, saw Lian Lee.. We were for a moment staring @ each other as though to cfm if she is hu I tink she is.. Lol.. Anywayz, reached on time, but as usual the rest of dem were late.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to her blk &amp; spent the next half hr tinking of wad to write the card given tt all of us seldom attend weddings.. Lol.. Her hse was quite airy &amp; her bedrm seems cozy. She was radiant (although all brides r supposed to) &amp; her makeup was nicely done.. The idea of her being married needs a lil' getting used to.. Hmm... Was juz tinking tt by getting married @ 21, haf a kid @ ard 23, by den u haf done ur purpose in life which is to procreate.. 1 gd thing is tt u r having ur kid early &amp; the age gap will b small so communication would b gd.. But I can't tink of committing @ such a young age, although the idea of having ur own space to do wadeva u wan appeals.. I guess I'm de sort whereby I wish to live my life fully by having fun while I can as a youthful single.. Hehe.. No offense, I truly wish the newly weds a happy life ahead, but as for mi, marriage is @ de back of my list nw.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling to stay awake.. So if I typed any rubbish, pls forgive mi.. Hehe.. Had a gr8 day today although I was quite pissed off by somebody.. Had a fun time shopping ard &amp; drinking bubble tea @ de Tea Shake Hut.. Rem those sec sch daes whereby mi, Lee Joo, Juan they all will go to the outlet @ Yishun 10 &amp; haf lunch &amp; bubble tea there.. Those were de daes.. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to b having problems wif my bro's laptop, so I shall go Alex's place tmr to try to upload the pics.. Dun wori, Zubaidah, I'll surely upload all the unglam photos.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Frens: hu r they reali? I'm so tired of all de games.. Being @ ur beck &amp; call.. Playing ur selfish games &amp; tuning to ur petty &amp; childish behaviours... **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113242086362737355?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113242086362737355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113242086362737355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113242086362737355' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113223811588688000</id><published>2005-11-17T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:35:15.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>$$$ seems to b flying out of my bank account faster den it's coming in... Zzz... Hate dis sickening feeling.. Hmz... Will haf to go back to ST if reali broke le.. Haiz.. Can't wait for the bonus to come in next mth.. Heard tt it's 1.75 times.. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn Yeo is in the headlines AGAIN.. *rolls eyes* Wad's wrong wif pple nowadays?? There's too much hype &amp; plenty of bad publicity for bloggers (i.e Xiaxue etc.) &amp; normal pple hu blog like us.. If the poor girl has done plastic surgery, juz let her b.. Wad's the big fuss all abt? It's her life afterall.. I seriously tink pple r too overly-concerned abt things tt hardly affects them.. It's nt as though she's gg to run for presidential elections or wad.. (Even presidents love their privacy..) Hmz.. 1st it was Xiaxue, nw it's her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Hate pple hu lies, regardless if it's of gd intentions or nt.. &amp; I hate pple hu dun trust mi.. If dat's the case, dun come near to mi!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113223811588688000?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113223811588688000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113223811588688000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113223811588688000' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113211994747288216</id><published>2005-11-16T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T13:45:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hawker food is economical + delicious + hot... Yum yum... Went to the Waterloo Street hawker.. Regretted nt finding it earlier.. Zzz... The food there all looks so nice!! Was spoilt for choice. In de end, I chose Fried Hokkien Mee.. The chilli was &lt;em&gt;sedap&lt;/em&gt;, the noodles had lotsa gravy and there were generous servings of prawns, sotongs &amp; crabmeat.. Top it up wif a huge, big, fat lime &amp; the conclusion is mind blowing.. Ok la.. Maybe too exaggerated.. But it was reali gd.. Had a big cup of green apple juice and it cost only $1.50! Cheap cheap.. Unlike de food court @ our building, they add lotsa ice &amp; charge u $1.60 for a freaking small cup lor.. 5 sips &amp; it's gone.. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. I've gt another blogskin.. Dis is courtesy of Chin Sun.. Sori Darling Carol, but the previous 1 too blur &amp; small le.. So gt to change.. Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test for excel is todae.. Wish mi luck.. Though I dun mind failing, failing means no cert.. &amp; all my time spent in the miserable small rm msn-ing, blogging, surfing &amp; playing games will b wasted.. Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In end, I went KTV wif the gang of girls.. Hy, ying, carol, juan &amp; sand. It was freaking fun lor.. We had a wild time playing ard.. &amp; bcoz I was too bored for the whole dae &amp; too tired, I disturbed all of dem wif the silly antics.. How I came up wif stupid stuff I oso dunno.. But those hu noe mi well should noe tt when I'm tired, my crazy pattern will come out liaoz.. Sand had prob &amp; so did Juan.. Seems like pple ard r having all kinds of trouble.. Haha.. Hopefully they will b able to face things bravely &amp; b happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Feeling for wad is there, wad was to be, wad had been, wad could haf been &amp; will never be..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113211994747288216?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113211994747288216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113211994747288216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113211994747288216' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113203364440757996</id><published>2005-11-15T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:47:24.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was running late dis morning &amp; it din help dat there were hordes of pple crowding to get up the escalator. After some 5 mins later, I managed to get to the store where I wanted to get a btl of mineral water. I was inside the store when I was aware of some1 singing directly outside the store. I tot it was some kinda promotion selling mags or wad-nots.. It was actually an elderly man singing.. @ de end of the song, he actually shouted the title of the next song.. It was a childhood song or sth.. Anywayz, he proceeded to play the harmonica while tapping away to the rythym wif his "old sch" red clogs.. U noe those red ones where our parents or grandparents use in the bathroom?? It was reali a unique way of busking &amp; I could sae it sure drew my attn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been felt more lucky tt I worked in town area den CBD area. 1 thing is tt working @ CBD area the morning crowd &amp; the going home crowd is absolutely horrible. It didn't help tt during lunch there were no seats.. We were nt familiar enuff wif the place to look for gd makan joints. Another thing I realise was tt there were ample fruits stores and it made mi wonder if the office crowd here prefer &lt;em&gt;fruits&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;food&lt;/em&gt;... Von would haf liked it alot... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having internet access during the coz reali helps... alot... Haha.. Esp since I was pretty bored the whole time &amp; I din actually followed the trainer... &lt;em&gt;*sheepish grinz*&lt;/em&gt; I'm so gonna flank the test tmr... Lol.. Wish mi luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still deciding should I go to KTV wif Sand, HY, Juan, Ying later.. Hehe... I'm so freaking lazy.. &amp; the coz reali made mi so drowsy.. Zzzzz.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, bought PSP for baby laz nite.. Finally gt it le.. &lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt; &amp; it's so freaking sleek lor.. Make mi 'gian'.. Haha... Maybe will steal from him once he gets his games &amp; songs inside.. &lt;em&gt;*wicked grin*&lt;/em&gt; Muz reali protect it well though coz it's nt reali scratch resistant, but luckily buy the screen protector liaoz.. Nw he gt his 'wife' liaoz, tink I gt to stand 1 side le.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Class start le.. Revision time.. Gt to try to listen abit.. Hehe.. Tata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113203364440757996?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113203364440757996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113203364440757996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113203364440757996' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113195285509187800</id><published>2005-11-14T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:20:55.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, great news! My aunt managed to get a room @ &lt;strong&gt;Orchid Country Club (OCC)&lt;/strong&gt; for my bdae celebrations... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, she had informed mi tt she had already booked the rm on 10th, but later she told mi it's been taken by other pple liaoz.. Hengz I din tell much pple.. Anywayz, it's set on &lt;strong&gt;11th Dec 2005&lt;/strong&gt;.. Most prob it's in the evening.. Invited guests will b notified thru the fone, email, msg or thru some gd frens hu is helping mi to spread the word to those hu r invited... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll b a &lt;strong&gt;BBQ&lt;/strong&gt; and my family r helping wif the &lt;strong&gt;cooking&lt;/strong&gt;... Those hu r invited, please kindly RSVP by 20th Nov 2005 so tt I noe the amt of food to order.. Wouldn't wan to waste food rite? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gt my 1st bdae prezzie liaoz.. From my beloved darling.. Hehe.. Thanks baby.. Was reali taken aback &amp; it's kinda early. It's also our 2 yrs Anniversary todae too.. I love u, baby... Maucks!! Din get anything for him though coz I din noe wad to get.. He msg-ed mi dat he tot of wad to get for him liaoz.. Will only noe later when i c him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, &amp; in case u r wondering, y m i blogging in the middle of a dae, esp a weekdae, i'm on an Excel course @ Tanjong Pagar.. (Yes Ying, I'm nt on MC.. =P) Was gg to fall aslp den I rem I haven blogged for some time... Heez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Gotta go catch up le... Hehe.. Mi &amp; de guy beside mi is juz doing our own things. &amp; we juz realised tt we r way behind liaoz... Look for more updates here.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: ShuHong's getting married next week! Hw time flies... Haha.. &amp; she's de same age as mi.. In case u guys r wondering, it's nt a shotgun marriage... *grinz* Hope tt she'll b happy in her marriage &amp; tt her husband will dote on her always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113195285509187800?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113195285509187800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113195285509187800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113195285509187800' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113117402595483205</id><published>2005-11-05T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T15:00:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing seems to be the same anymore.. The 20 cents ice-cream tt we often crave for during childhood is nt as tasty as it used to be. While de Barbie dolls &amp; the "masak-masak" tt we often play wif doesn't look all tt interesting nw.. Izzit true tt as we grow older, de simple things tt we used to cherish r gone foreva? As u grow older, u'll crave for finer things in life.. Cravings for simple things like MacDonalds will tend to fade away once u haf the power to get it as &amp; when u wan to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given a chance to travel to the future or to the past, I would choose to go back to the past where innocence, fun &amp; laughter can b found. True tt even in the present or future, fun &amp; laughter can b found, but how much of it is reali true? I would gif anything up juz to travel back to the time when a simple trip to the grocery shop downstairs to get 10 cents worth of sweets would make mi happy coz from there, i experienced satisfaction from getting sweets, love from my ever-loving grandpa, and the innocent sweetness tt everything is fine as long as I haf grandpa, grandma &amp; my parents by my side.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my grandpa, memories would juz flood my mind... He was foreva giving.. No doubt, he's nt perfect, &amp; he used to gamble &amp; did nt support the family etc. He changed over the yrs and he became the peacemaker of our family &amp; would gif wadeva help is needed though he was already 70 plus.. In order nt to burden his family in his late yrs, he even went to work.. Such is his love. Even till nw, when we (mum, aunt &amp; I) spoke of him, tears will juz form in our eyes. Coz we noe tt he had made an impact in our lives, loving &amp; cherishing us in his laz yrs though we did nt noe den dat he would leave us so soon.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherishing someone till it's too late is a mistake made by everyone.. including mi... Making an impact in someone's life is also difficult. Sometimes, juz feel like giving up, esp when dat someone is nt even aware of things u've given up.. I'm juz so tired of being in this world where nth is reali given willingly.. There's always a price to pay.. I would gif anything up to return back to innocence where even a simple meal would satisfy mi, &amp; a hug would make mi warm inside... Anything juz to go back to the cozy embrace given by my grandpa, &amp; my loved ones... Where nth, absolutely nth would bother mi, except maybe when's the next meal, &amp; hw to get the toys tt I wan.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113117402595483205?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113117402595483205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113117402595483205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113117402595483205' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-113065936396045908</id><published>2005-10-30T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:02:44.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is at a standstill nw... Feeling so bored wif life &amp; such... Nth seems rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Signed on for 3 freaking yrs... Counting the days though till Jan... Haha&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; I'm so freaking bored in S'pore! There's nth to do here.. Juz shopping, eating, watch movie, ocassional bowling, ktv etc. Zzzzzzz.... When r we gonna go overseas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Speaking of movies.. Watched Doom laz nite.. It was quite crappy.. De only supporting actress, Samantha seems plastic &amp; expressionless, while the Rock was only gd in 1 scene, de fighting scene. Action was relatively missing though there were a few hand biting screens, whereby Alex grabbed my arm so tightly.. Was sure there were gg to b bruises.. 1 guy in front of mi was actually snoring away!! Lol... Oh ya... It was kinda funny where @ 1 scene, it was as though u were playing the game over the big screen, wif the spastic machine gun.. The funny thing was tt the guy lost his gun, &amp; out came the chain saw.. So it's exactly like de game.. Those who've played the game, "Doom" before will noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Planning for my upcoming bdae.. Most prob de venue will b @ OCC.. Actually dun like to celebrate.. But it's 21st bdae so gt to... Zzz.. Would haf prefer to haf a few close ones to celebrate wif mi.. Haiz.. Sth to look forward to I guess... Gt to decide on the theme etc... Will inform u guys again in due course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing I'm sure looking forward to is the two holidaes straight in a row for dis week... Hurhur... Planned to take leave, but too many pple take le.. So gotta ren.. Should save the leave for some other uses... Hehe.. Gotta learn from my mistakes.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.. Dat's all for nw.. While I go back to my monotonous life..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-113065936396045908?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113065936396045908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/113065936396045908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113065936396045908' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-112782571142307077</id><published>2005-09-27T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:56:56.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back!!! As u can all c, there's a new facelift of my blog.. Courtesy from Carol.. Thanks ger!! Oh ya, &amp; congrats on getting ur car license!! I noe it's nt bcoz of ying's pathetic offer of a steamboat tt motivated u, but u've passed!! &lt;strong&gt;*applause*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I had planned to get shoes from Charles &amp;amp; Keith after work todae, wif the company of Juan.. Had been planning to buy a long time le, but no time to go since weekends were usually spent gallivanting wif ying &amp; gang. Was actually looking forward to getting new shoes, bcoz well.. Woman juz simply loves shopping.. For mi, especially so for bags &amp;amp; shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Wisma outlet.. When we gt there.. Lo &amp; behold!! There were so many pple in the shop tt we tot there were some sales or prob freebies gg ard.. (There were actually none, which doesn't make sense @ all.) I was already suffering from lack of slp &amp;amp; given the racket they were making, u would tink u were in the "old-skool" kinda mkt where every1 is bargaining for their share of fish, meat or vege..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the way the pple were shopping, one would wonder, where does all these pple get the money to shop when there were pay-cuts, retrenchments everywhere.. Well, I guess dis is the women's way of contribution to the economy. &amp;amp; woman being the bigger spender of the sexes should prob b given credit abt helping the economy. Encouragement should also b given to dem instead of articles like "How to spend lesser"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I din get the shoes coz my headache gt worse as the crowd get bigger.. Even wif the 20% discount, it didn't seem worth to pay the price of your health... I guess the articles are nt working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys... Please work harder to benefit the society by giving ur wives, gf more money to spend while I stock up the aspirins in my cupboard.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-112782571142307077?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/112782571142307077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/112782571142307077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112782571142307077' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-111678125438929230</id><published>2005-05-23T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:03:56.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from Hazel's blog... Dunno if it's true or nt... But juz for fun... &lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9fd2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to obedience and warmth.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa6d9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffacdf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb3e6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb9ec"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbff2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc6f9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-111678125438929230?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111678125438929230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111678125438929230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111678125438929230' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-111479399739486099</id><published>2005-04-30T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:59:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The news hit mi hard. I din know wad to sae. I could only sit ard in shock after Bel hung up. Only after the shock was gone dat the tears start to flow. How could a jovial, vibrant girl juz go like dat? She was only 20 yrs old, de same age as mi, though a mth older...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  De make-up artist did not do her justice.. She looked diff from the time we knew each other. Ok, dis is nt abt make-up.. But de fact tt she was young &amp; had a full life in front of her when God took her away after her brave fight against leukemia for 1 yr 4 mths.. I felt guilty for nt contacting her for 2 yrs.. Nt being there 4 her when she needed some1 most.. Regrets, regrets &amp; more regrets.. All these regrets tt have come to nth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She was some1 hu went all out to do things she wanted.. A daredevil &amp; some1 hu worked to fulfill her dream.. Did things dat pple tot of doing but never went abt doing it.. She did part-time modelling, gt her bike license &amp;amp; joined the New Paper Face contest.. Well, perhaps she had managed to fufill most of her dreams, but she wun b able to get married, have kids &amp; grow old.. I remembered that mi &amp;amp; Bel would always urge her to try the Ms Singapore Universe contest. She wasn't the beautiful sort, juz sexy wif a sweetness in her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The word "cellulite" would make mi think of the time when we were @ de chalet's swimming pool comparing who has the most of it.. We had also gone to collect our 'O' levels results together in a cab &amp; was delighted dat mi, juan n her will b in SP together... I also rem the time when I was in a bad mood, &amp;amp; she tried to cheer mi up, of which I retorted back, funny mehz? This led to many teasings &amp; laughter after dat.. When she walked into the locker rm, she would greet us by saying: " Hi, bitch.." &amp;amp; she used to call Jun "mother of all bitches." She loved to jest ard &amp; there was dis aura abt her dat u juz can't ignore.. The last time I saw her, she was in sch zipping ard wif her then-bf on the bike without any helmut on.. I din noe that was the last time I would ever c her again...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Memories... Memories... Memories... All this has come to a past &amp; there wouldn't b more memories to add on to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I guess I shouldn't question God on y did he take away a young life filled wif promise.. But, I felt anguish.. Y take her away when she had fight a brutal battle &amp; when things seem to look up, only to take her away? Y din I stay in contact wif her? Y? Y? Y? So many 'Y's.... Nth can get her back now... Most imptly, I felt guilty for living..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I said my goodbyes juz nw when I went to her wake.. Wouldn't b able to make it for the procession on Sun... Regrets again... *sigh* &lt;em&gt;Janis, rest in peace.. U'll always b remembered by us..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-111479399739486099?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111479399739486099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111479399739486099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111479399739486099' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-111428501534199042</id><published>2005-04-24T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T03:36:55.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huiyi insisted dat I blog so dat she could haf sth to read in the middle of de nite.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lol... My mind is in a blank nw.. Tot of toking abt the infamous casinos dat ALL the media haf been toking abt.. But I guess nt nw.. It's de most tok-to-death topic in town.. Wad's de use since de dice haf already been cast? Wad's de pt of toking abt social problems when de plan is already progressing? Even if there's gonna b 35,000 jobs created bcoz of it, wad use will there b if our city bcums polluted wif crime, vices &amp; suicides? There.. I've made my pt.. Go figure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Coach Carter" is truly a show to inspire to-be athletes, in particularly basketball players. Wif such a coach, a down player could bcum de best among all. Singapore sure needs pple like him, to make an impact &amp; to motivate team members to work hard together. Perhaps wif more Coach CarterSsss, Singapore could make a difference &amp;amp; an even larger impact than resorting to open a casino to bring Singapore to an even higher heights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Who nids all de spotlights, limos, blackjacks? I'm contented wif my life in dis peaceful city, wif all my loved ones safe &amp; sound, nt having to wori abt them when they watch a midnite movie.. But all dis will change in prob 5-10 yrs time.. Or maybe nt... Guess we will haf to just wait &amp;amp; see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-111428501534199042?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111428501534199042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111428501534199042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111428501534199042' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-111323249456896942</id><published>2005-04-11T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T23:14:54.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before my internet crashes on mi, juz tot to create an entry in my long-obsolete blog.&lt;br /&gt;  I was rudely woken by sth massive clanging against my window grille yest morning. I opened my sleepy eyes to dis big, black thing flying swiftly, though quite awkwardly into my room, stopping juz right at the corner between my closed door &amp; de wall. @ dis pt, I haf to admit dat I scared out of my wits, coz though I couldn't c without my glasses, it doesn't take much to noe that that black thing was huge by the way it was fluttering it wings wildly.&lt;br /&gt;  Thank God for handphones, coz I immediately called my bro to get my dad to come in to help mi. The only thing I could do was to hide behind a pathetic blanket, which i haf to admit it doen't provide much protection. Dad came in awhile later only to find the bird gone. Given that the bird was gone, &amp; no witnesses ard, dad tot dat I was dreaming. I wish I could believe his words, but I could be veri sure dat I saw it flying in despite mi being half blind. I was a lil' traumatised by this that I could not slp, my ears keep listening for the flutter of wings. Wad makes mi flabberglasted was dat hw it got into my room, with the window grilles &amp; the fact that there are humans inside, though all were still slping.&lt;br /&gt;  You might be wondering hw did I derive that it was a bird, although I was half blind. I can only think it a crow, since there r alot flying ard my vicinity, y it flew so high &amp; alone, I dunno. Well... guess let's juz leave it @ dat... Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Oh ya, watched Swing Girls laz nite @ Woodlands &amp; realise that the main actor in the movie resembles some1. Tot dat it was Greg. Dunno correct not. For those who noe him can go watch the movie or c the poster k? Although the main purpose is not to go c his look-alike la.. The movie was a lil' draggy in the beginning, but after the plot progresses, it was quite entertaining &amp;amp; it makes u feel like picking up piano lessons or even a sax to play jazz music.&lt;br /&gt;  That's all for now.. Ying &amp; Carol, I'm the mc queen this week coz doc gave mi 2 days mc.. Hehe.. So will be hm on mon &amp;amp; tues. Call mi if u guys r bored k? Hehe.. That's all for now... Till then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-111323249456896942?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111323249456896942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/111323249456896942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111323249456896942' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110892564633559829</id><published>2005-02-21T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T02:54:49.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day started off sunny n shiny, although some1 woke mi up wif a phone call (u noe hu u r)... I love weekends.. I was actually looking forward to todae coz I'll b able to c him... Hehe.. Can't figure out hw could I miss some1 so much though we've nt met for only 1 dae.. Hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying n Carol came over to my place. They were supposed to slp but we while our time away watching tv. Went over to Juan's place after dat.. Had steamboat n veg curry.. Her mum's cooking is gr8, though i love my parents' cooking the most... Hehe.. After fufilling our stomachs, we went to juan's com rm, dat's where all de fun (or pain) begun.. We started off wif taidee, den it was heart attack. Had a good time screaming juz for effect. Think we were reali noisy n rowdy.. Den came ying's "great" idea to play 'da shi teng, ma shi ai"... In de end she was de one suffering de most from it.. Serves her right.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went to de UK funfair le... BIG mistake... Juan, Huat, Ying, Carol, Hendry, Junli, mi n darling had absolutely no idea wad was in store 4 us... More for huat n carol though... Hehe.. Walked ard 1st to determine wad rides we were interested in.. In de end, both mi n darling chose MegaDrop &lt;em&gt;(nt sure abt de name) &lt;/em&gt;and Air Force 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for MegaDrop wif ying, junli, huat, hendry n darling... It was a nightmare.. It's de infamous 10-storey drop from the top.. Ya, u might think it's nth coz in Aussie n other countries, they haf higher ones.. But it was a horrible experience for mi.. I was feeling ok, though a tad nervous while ascending... But halfway thru it, I panicked. My palms turned sweaty n I could c dat de drop down would b diff from the roller coaster kinda feeling.. Suddenly, I wished dat I was on the ground wif juan n carol.. Too late for dat though.. Den came de "expecting feeling but it did not happened yet, though it'll b soon"... Darnz... Hw could I explain the fall dwn? Hmz.. I juz knew dat I couldn't open my eyes, n everything juz bcame silent.. It felt as though I was gg 2 die n being oblivious to the surroundings.. Den it was over.. or so i tot.. Bad news.. We begun again wif de 2nd ascend.. I panicked even more. @ dat moment I tot I could pee in my shorts, which i promptly told him n junli.. Dis time though, when we went dwn, I din spare any scream from my mouth.. I screamed all de way dwn, which was prob only 60 secs? It felt like forever though... My fingers were actually shivering when I came dwn, n I noe dat I'll prob haf nightmares abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan n Huat went den 4 their ride, a ride which juz spin round n round until it bcums a blur. Couldn't even point out where they were. After it stopped, we couldn't find dem @ all.. It was only until hendry or darling went over dat we realised sth was wrong.. Huat's face was pale, n juan was nt feeling dat gr8 herself too.. After making sure they r ok, went 2 our 2nd ride, thinking dat after they rest they would feel beta, but we were wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Force 1 is a combination of spins n height. de 1st time u look @ it, u wouldn't think it&lt;br /&gt;s scary. It seem fun actually. But perhaps, I still had nt yet recover from de previous ride, I was a lil' apprehensive abt it.. Went 2 take de ride eventually.. It wasn't dat bad though it was real fast, n when u were gg dwn, wif ur face facing de ground, u feel as though ur neck was breaking. It doesn't help much when u kip ur eyes wide open n looking ard while de ride was gg on.. I closed my eyes n basically screamed de whole time it was up in de air.. I opened my eyes n peeped every now n den.. It was a blur... wif thousand of lights ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btwn de 2 rides, I enjoyed de 2nd 1 more, prob I'm nt much of a height person.. Ok, back to the story.. After leaving de rides, we couldn't c juan n huat anywhere. So hendry called dem. Found dem @ de medic area. Huat seemed worse. Was a lil' worried 4 him n juan.. Guess de ride was too much 4 dem. Thank God I din take dat ride.. Carol was ok @ 1st, but slowly she bcame a lil' green too.. Ying seem dazed, prob due to lack of slp though.. I think out of 8 of us, only darling, mi n hendry was nt affected. In de end, due to this outing, most of us r nt gg 2 wk tmr, wif de exception of juan n hendry.. Darling n I had applied 4 leave tmr long b4 though.. So nw we've gt more co. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throat feels a lil' squeaky nw.. Think it's prob due to screaming too much, de whole day thru. Hope I'll haf voice 4 tmr's interview though.. It's my 2nd try, so wish mi luck.. Reali hope to get into it.. But we shall juz wait n c ba.. Gotta go slp soon... Nitez pple... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110892564633559829?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110892564633559829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110892564633559829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110892564633559829' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110883438235247537</id><published>2005-02-20T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T01:33:02.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so hungry.. My stomach kips churning, making all the rumbling sound... Should haf taken Annie's offer to go haf nasi lemak @ dat infamous shop in yishun.. Sianz... Mi so ke lian... Nt like some1 gt pple fetch her for supper... Haha.. Oops.. Since when had I started on sel-pitying? Hmz.. Guess the hunger is getting to mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm bored the whole day thru.. Seems like, or feels like sth is missing... Walked to Nancy's place todae n basically spent the whole day rotting @ her hse.. Had sushi 4 brunch which her mum made.. Was pleasantly surprised to find bak kwa in it though... Her rabbit, pepper was absolutely cute n cuddly though.. Looks like a furball when she curls up... Watched laz episode of 'Huan Zhu Ge Ge' which was reali draggy n kinda stupid.. It's like a typical sort of never-ending soap opera, completed wif all de drama n sob-sob scenes. N we had a gd luff discussing it... Keke... Unknowingly, 6p.m came quickly... N while Nancy was helping mi epilate my leg hair, (which was a horrible experience, coz those who noe mi should noe I'm a hairy person) the mins was ticking away... Had to rush to mit ying @ 925 for dinner... Walk super-duper fast.. Think de uncles in de shops muz b wondering y dis girl is walking so damn fast... Keke... Seems like I did plenty of leg work today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Went 4 facial.. I suppose today is de 1st time (when ying n mi go together) dat we r early.. Coz we took a cab dwn... Blew a cool 65 bucks on a facial.. But too bad.. Who ask mi to b so ai mei?? Haiz.. Nw thinking back abit heart pain.. N she actually ask mi to take course.. Still considering.. It's suppose to b gd 4 my skin... Women r juz so vain... Although some guys r too &lt;em&gt;(otherwise known as metrosexuals...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Argh!!! My stomach is actually growling nw... A pity darling is in camp, if nt can drag him to go supper wif mi...&lt;em&gt; I miss my baby...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110883438235247537?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110883438235247537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110883438235247537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110883438235247537' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110805256186294723</id><published>2005-02-11T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T00:22:41.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Feel so disappointed n so alone.... My stomach aches n I feel so faint from nt eating... Dun haf any apetite @ all.. Was supposed to go River Hongbao but din go laz min though we had already stepped out of the hse n had gone to the coffeeshop to haf dinner b4 heading for it..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  While queuing up 4 food, I was seized by fatigue, n felt faint, esp there were so many pple ard mi.. My knees grew weak, n there was a sick feeling in my stomach.. I broke out in cold sweat.. But seeing dat it was my turn soon, I beared wif it.. Upon reaching my seat, I couldn't hold it any longer, my stomach hurts like hell dat I was oblivious to the surrounding despite my disheveled look. Mum tried to get mi to eat the bowl of fish soup but I juz couldn't stomach it. In the end, dad acc mi hm while mum went 2 Northpoint. I was so weak that I juz kept sweating n had to lean to my dad for strength.. N all I could think of was him.. Hw nice it would b if he could b here.. The one I could depend on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Xiang hui dao guo qu...** &lt;/em&gt;Feel so disappointed.... Perhaps things r juz nt like it's used to be le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110805256186294723?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110805256186294723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110805256186294723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110805256186294723' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110802843137656983</id><published>2005-02-10T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T17:40:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  My bones ached, my eyes swollen from too much slp... Have been rotting @ hm for this whole full dae, while the rest goes ard on their visitation. I've done most of the necessary visitation yest, have heard the incessant chatters, seen so much food laying ard, waiting for pple to finish it up or end up having to be dumped into the dumpster n join the rest from many hseholds. Have touched the many red packets passing hands, smelled the freshly minted notes n not to mention seen piles n piles of goodies wif red caps on drawing ur attn to it unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  CNY is supposed to b a joyous celebration, a tradition held dear by the elders. But it seems dat recently, or perhaps many yrs b4, it has becum a celebration of waste n also juz a routine dat many of us follows without knowing a specific significance to it. Will this tradition fade away over time, leaving only the fundemental routine of giving ang baos, eating pineapple rolls, n playing blackjack?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  To mi, CNY is yet another dae. I'm nt as excited as when I was young, playing wif all my lil' cousins, oblivious to the world and their problems. Well, I suppose, CNY is a reason for many to put their differences aside n gather together, no matter hw fake it might b... The affair of CNY has faded to a yearly visit, miting my aunt n uncles once a yr while they ask wad haf u been doing 4 de past 1 yr, n thereafter fade back to their own life, until the next yr...... This yr might b de worst yr yet as I've stepped 1 foot into the realm of the adult world. My mit once a yr godma introduced mi to her products, thinking back this could b the most words she haf said to mi. Hmz... Guess I'm juz too critical. But it juz bothers mi of hw open I am nw 2 the troubles of the adults. i.e. my uncle's stay back from the hospice, my godma introducing mi the products, my godpa's &lt;em&gt;(deceased)&lt;/em&gt; wife n son looking @ us wif sadness in their eyes while we left their hse, wif pple still inside gambling n toking, oblivious to them.. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;Guess my tots r juz all jumbled up, followed by the restlessness in mi... Gonna go wif my family to River Hongbao later, to juz soak up wadeva festive mood there is... Hopefully baby will b back by the time we r thru. Missed him so much... Wished I could haf juz gone wif him n perhaps then I could blind to everything I c, yet powerless to help... Hopefully things will work out for every1, every1 will live happily ever after... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Happy Chinese New Yr, everyone... N may things run smoothly for this whole yr round.&lt;em&gt; I miss him... May he haf a safe trip back....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Note: The above was written when the blogger is suffering from PMS... Do not take anything to heart..**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110802843137656983?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110802843137656983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110802843137656983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110802843137656983' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110633055065670988</id><published>2005-01-22T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T02:02:30.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Wow... So many cobwebs ard... *sweeps* It's been more den a mth since I laz blog. Been lazy, tired, stressed or simply dunno wad 2 blog being many of de reasons y I din...&lt;br /&gt;  Merry Xmas, Happy New Yr..... All has come 2 a pass. N we r in 2005 nw.. Hw does time pass so fast? 2004 was well.. uneventful 4 mi.. Except dat I had graduated n have a new job nw which will soon b an ex-job.. (if i haf my way..) Hmm... Oh ya.. Nt quite dat uneventful though. Given dat tsunamis actually occured on a quiet morning, de aftermath, de perished.. It juz gifs a glimpse on hw mankind is so vunerable 2 natural disasters. I guess when it happened, many would think dat it's gonna b doomsday soon.. N i guess it shouldn't b far from de truth coz when doomsday comes, it would b juz like dat.. Every1 would b caught unaware. Nevertheless, it has caused many heartaches n also showed all pple from all over de world come together 2 help wadeva they can 2 fellow mankind.&lt;br /&gt;  2005 is great.. Mainly bcoz we start de yr wif holidaes continuously.. Guilt comes over mi when i think abt hw we r enjoying de festives while somewhere else, a lone stranger is looking desperately 4 their loved ones amidst debris.. Hmm.. Prob changed de prospective of life 4 many.. *sigh* It juz goes 2 show hw lucky we r though... Cherish it while it lasts... &lt;em&gt;*sardonic laugh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok, enuff of dat.. No new yr resolutions 4 mi dis yr though.. Coz I'll never kip wif dem anyway.. Hehe.. No dieting or such.. I simply lurve food too much, esp JUNK FOOD, which explains dat little tummy down there..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;BIG &lt;/strong&gt;events coming up... Bel's gonna get hitched.. Happy, happy, happy.. N nt 2 mention dat "S" word... Guess it's more 4 her n Crystal though.. Hehe.. If, I mean IF... I'm gonna get married, I'll juz throw everything 2 a wedding planner &lt;em&gt;(i hope) &lt;/em&gt;n de only thing I'm gonna do is get my arse down 2 de place 2 get married.. But den again, it wouldn't b dat fun anymore, rite?&lt;br /&gt;  Getting a headache... Guess haven been blogging too long, probably dat's y.. Dat's all 4 nw.. Till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110633055065670988?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110633055065670988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110633055065670988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110633055065670988' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110286722010630166</id><published>2004-12-12T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T00:00:20.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Feel so full nw... Gonna b a BIG, FAT woman liaoz... Haha.. Haf been eating non-stop.. Had chilli crab 4 dinner.. &lt;em&gt;*slurps* &lt;/em&gt;Juz love de crabs... Oni when they r floating in chilli sauce... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  N I gt de fragrance I've always wanted liaoz... Haha... Chanel Chance... Absolutely nice.. Biggest bottle somemore.. Thank 2 my aunt.. Hehe... De scent is lingering in my room nw... N silly baby gt a mini ipod 4 mi.. Feel so bad always let him spent money on mi... Haiz... Gonna persuade him 2 sell it away.. Any takers? It's a brand new 1... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tmr is my co. dinner @ Hard Rock... Hopefully, it would turn out nice.. N there's de 'kumar' show, which my fren saes it's an absolutely hilarious 'live' show.. But gt a tiny lil' feeling dat my 2 gd frens @ work is gonna sabo mi tmr... So still debating whether 2 go nt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I love Dec... Though it means spending, spending n spending... It's de season of gifing n of coz receiving.. Haha... Oh ya, baby is posted 2 Air Defence Artillery, which he's gg tmr... All de best... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Woohoo... So many things happening ard mi n 2 mi... Did I mention dat I simply lurve Dec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110286722010630166?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110286722010630166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110286722010630166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110286722010630166' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110286721600612290</id><published>2004-12-12T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T00:00:16.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Feel so full nw... Gonna b a BIG, FAT woman liaoz... Haha.. Haf been eating non-stop.. Had chilli crab 4 dinner.. &lt;em&gt;*slurps* &lt;/em&gt;Juz love de crabs... Oni when they r floating in chilli sauce... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  N I gt de fragrance I've always wanted liaoz... Haha... Chanel Chance... Absolutely nice.. Biggest bottle somemore.. Thank 2 my aunt.. Hehe... De scent is lingering in my room nw... N silly baby gt a mini ipod 4 mi.. Feel so bad always let him spent money on mi... Haiz... Gonna persuade him 2 sell it away.. Any takers? It's a brand new 1... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tmr is my co. dinner @ Hard Rock... Hopefully, it would turn out nice.. N there's de 'kumar' show, which my fren saes it's an absolutely hilarious 'live' show.. But gt a tiny lil' feeling dat my 2 gd frens @ work is gonna sabo mi tmr... So still debating whether 2 go nt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I love Dec... Though it means spending, spending n spending... It's de season of gifing n of coz receiving.. Haha... Oh ya, baby is posted 2 Air Defence Artillery, which he's gg tmr... All de best... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Woohoo... So many things happening ard mi n 2 mi... Did I mention dat I simply lurve Dec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110286721600612290?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110286721600612290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110286721600612290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110286721600612290' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-110060918155637894</id><published>2004-11-16T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:46:21.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Had a long n wonderful weekend.... 2 de govt: MORE long weekends pls!!! Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sun was our 1 yr anni... Time reali flew pass fast... N I still can't believe dat we r together.. Hehe... Nevertheless, I love dis time of de yr. But poor baby will haf 2 dig his pockets le... *grinz* Went 2 a restaurant @ de Botanical Gardens called Halia which has gr8 ambience, dim lights, 'live' (soft) music etc.... N de choc torte was absolutely fabulously delicious... Yummy... After dat went 2 town area 2 walk ard. X'mas lighting was nice, n de crowd was reali huge. Felt reali pampered like a princess dat dae... Hehe... So xin fu.. Thanks 2 baby 4 gg de extra mile 2 make our lil' celebration real nice.. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Had 2 make myself wake up 2dae n drag my feet 2 wk.. N 4 de remainder of de dae, I was basically nodding off.. In order 2 make myself come out of a slpy daze, I moved my com wif de help of Shelby, Azlin n Aidah, which eventually led 2 all of us in stitches.. Working life is never boring wif dem, Nancy, Annie, Joseph, Jonnie as he's affectionately called n perhaps Francine.. N I guess wifout dis grp of pple, I would most likely gif up halfway.. Time pass swiftly wif dem ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gonna mit HY, Juan n Hazel 4 KTV tmr.. FINALLY... Hehe.. I'm so gonna miss de Champions, esp "Coach" coz tonite is gonna b de laz episode le.. N if I'm nt wrong, I'm gonna miss de special edition laz episode thingy tmr... *sigh* N Charm too... But it's ok since I will b spending time wif frenz.... So tata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-110060918155637894?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110060918155637894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/110060918155637894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110060918155637894' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109976879459813718</id><published>2004-11-07T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T03:19:54.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew! Weekend is finally here... Muahaha.... N it's gonna b a holidae week next week... Yippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a late dinner @ Breeks wif baby. Had garlic whipped potato (which if served hot would haf been beta..), bufflo wings (absolutely yummy), i had cheesy chix pattie (which after awhile u would get sick of eating it) while baby had bbq chix leg (chewy). De end result: both of us feeling so bloated n mi feeling so fat... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 shop awhile after dat. Dunno y when u haf de time n money, when u go back 2 de same place dat u saw sth dat interest u, dat same thing doesn't hold any interest in u liaoz.. Perhaps it oni happens 2 mi... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 catch a midnite movie @ Yishun 10... Shark Tale had all of us luffing as soon as it started. N 1 guy was luffing so loud, dat I think half de cinema was actually luffing @ his contagious laughter.. Lola was seductive, juz like angelina jolie. N it was funny de way de cartoon characters had some of de characteristics of de actors/ actresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope dat we can catch Princess Diaries tmr... So many gd shows cuming up... Hope dat I can catch all de movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna catch up on my slp soon... *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109976879459813718?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109976879459813718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109976879459813718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109976879459813718' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109940040544619970</id><published>2004-11-02T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T21:00:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long dae todae, although time pass so quickly dat b4 I knew it, it was 5.40p.m liaoz.. Started handling simple case le.. N so far it's still ok.. But come tmr, we gonna take up more difficult cases, "hardship" cases. It's more of like hardship on us den de customers coz there r so many steps juz 2 handle dat complain. So pple, b4 u guys complain, PLEASE consider de kinda work we haf 2 go thru in order 2 get dat 1 cents or 5 cents dat u wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Manchurian Candidate on Sat. It's a 'thinking' kinda movie where after de movie u nid 2 think back on de plot b4 u can get wad's reali happening. It's a 'serious' movie. So folks hu hate dis kinda movie, DUN watch it.. U'll regret it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent shopping 4 baby's com. N we went all over Sim Lim Square. Think it's de place we often go 2 together. LOL... Think I'm gonna start saving n get a new com. Fixing it urself makes it more satisfactory esp when u c hw it finally works. N looking @ hw he put things together, I can't help admiring his skills. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining 4 de past few weeks. N many haf fallen sick all ard, including myself. N yesy was real freaking cold, which is 1 of de few daes I thanks God dat we've gt 2 wear office wear ie: LONG SLEEVE shirts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope dat tmr things will go smoothly n de dae will pass briskly. N pray hard dat weekend will come swiftly. Looking forward 2 next week's public holidae.. Means more daes 2 b wif baby.. Muahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109940040544619970?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109940040544619970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109940040544619970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109940040544619970' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109879550204990922</id><published>2004-10-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T20:58:22.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;  *coughs* &lt;/em&gt;Haven been feeling too well since fri when mi, sharmila n shelby ran in de rain all de way back 2 office from cineleisure. Guess baby is rite dat my body system is getting weaker.. Haha.. But thanks 2 Nancy hu gave mi clearisil, my flu has subsided. Though dat din stop mi from gg ard in a zonk out mode..&lt;br /&gt;  Updates... Weekend was fun coz we met up wif his army buds @ NYDC, but nt b4 gg 2&lt;br /&gt;Taka 2 eat KFC which is prob de reason i'm kinda having a sore throat n mild cough nw.. Oh ya, n we saw Hanxin, seems 2 b thinner liaoz.. Anywayz, after NYDC, we went 2 Lips cafe 2 snack though mi n baby din order anything. It was quite interesting coz when u put a whole grp of guys together, u get plenty of jokes n interesting experiences in army life. Was supposed 2 go 4 a show but ended up having an early nite.&lt;br /&gt;  Did de most things on sun though.. Went 2 Thomson Plaza, gt 'cheated' by my aunt, but luckily it's his sis's bf hu gave us a life, so no sweat.. Hehe.. Had lunch n explored ard, den went 2 bishan 2 catch a movie n oso 2 look ard.. Saw a 'flower' shoe dat i quite like but dare nt wear.. (sth dat ying would like) Still delibrating over it.. Saw HuiShan @ U2 n baby bought 2 shirts there.. Finally get sth 4 himself le.. =P&lt;br /&gt;  Lunch is nw mainly 'ta bao' 2 Sparkz (our lounge - dumb name rite? all of us tot so..) n played games there.. We actually played twister, heart attack, uno n taboo... Think we r de noisiest bunch there.. But it was reali fun though.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  K le.. Blog till here.. Gonna catch my show liaoz... Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109879550204990922?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109879550204990922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109879550204990922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109879550204990922' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109819109255726202</id><published>2004-10-19T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T21:04:52.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  It seems like I've gone back 2 my poly daes todae.. We had training 4 9 of us, all new staff.. Initially, it was boring, n we were struggling hard 2 stay awake.. N we've gt 2 take notes.. Can u believe it? But den again, it was beta 2 study den wk... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;  Mi, shelby, nancy, sharmila went 4 lunch while azlin n aidah went 2 centrepoint 2 while away their break time.. Oh ya, did i mention dat our grp of 6 girls r a colourful multi-racial gang? Put all of us together, n u get a noisy bunch of gerls wif plenty of things 2 tok n share, n of coz bitch abt.. N bcoz class starts @ 2p.m, we actually had an hr 2 jester n of coz crap... I guess de staff outside would haf wondered wad was all de noise abt.. Friendster, msn, fav colors, blood type n even hw animals mate were some of de topics we touched on.. So u can imagine hw noisy it was.. Even poor quiet jonathan was nt spared. He was pulled in2 our conversation willingly.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;  After dat it was doing exercise all de way till 4p.m when we go thru de answers.. N den it was de ice breaker time.. N all of us haf actually broke de ice.. LOL... Anywayz, Huiru hu is our trainer, started de ball rolling... N we were real chatty.. Besides telling abt ourselves, we oso tok abt de org's structure etc.&lt;br /&gt;  After wk, all of us walked 2 de MRT together. Nancy n mi board de same train coz we were gg 2 yishun.. Think all of us were dragging our feet back... She was gg 2 mit her bf.. So envious manz... Haiz.. After a long dae of wk, 2 mit ur loved 1 4 a simple dinner could b sth u can look forward 2 each dae... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;  Gonna catch my show liaoz... Byez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109819109255726202?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109819109255726202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109819109255726202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109819109255726202' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109810449117627379</id><published>2004-10-18T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T21:01:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First dae of wk was fun, due 2 various reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. It was orientation dae n thus there was nth much 2 do..&lt;br /&gt;ii. We spent a whole afternoon doing our medical checkup n x-ray thingy, followed by lunch.&lt;br /&gt;iii. When u put 6 women together = havoc + riot + lotsa gossips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We din hit it off real quick. It took us abt an hr or so coz basically it was de hr personnel doing all de toking.. After dat... Well, it's up 2 ur imagination 2 think hw noisy 6 of us can b..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was rather enjoyable, save de part where we haf 2 kip waiting (4 de checkup n x-ray thingy) n oso de filling up of forms.. By Golly... There's reali a thousand number of things 2 fill in..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By rite, SP Services has real rigid rules concerning dress code, punctuality etc. Which I've decided nt 2 abide wholly coz from wad de 6 of us have gathered, these rules aren't reali adhered 2.. Besides, having 2 watch ur back 4 de big ugly monster, de MD while doing all those things.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tmr is gonna b de start of training.. Hopefully, it wun b so boring ba... N dat my eyes will b kept wide open.. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciaoz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109810449117627379?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109810449117627379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109810449117627379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109810449117627379' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109802552031398462</id><published>2004-10-17T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T23:08:26.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Watched 'Wimbleton' yest. Kinda late as de movie haf been gg on 4 a few weeks nw liaoz. Nevertheless, it was exciting (coz I was egging Pete- de lead actor in de movie) n quite funny, though nt those side-splitting kind.&lt;br /&gt;Todae was well, a wasted dae.. But saw bel juz as I was acc him hm, juz @ de traffic light. Managed 2 mit her 4 awhile, n gt de chance 2 touch her dog.. An interesting encounter, I would sae.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tmr is gonna b a new start.. I'm starting 2 feel de pressure.. Nth seems 2 b rite... Wish mi gd luck... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=+Is it near de end? I'm juz dun deserve a person like u... Or rather... dun deserve 2 love n b loved...+=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109802552031398462?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109802552031398462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109802552031398462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109802552031398462' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109777292320303873</id><published>2004-10-15T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T00:55:23.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good news: I'm gonna start work dis coming mon @ SP as a customer servicing officer ('chim' ma? according 2 ying, it is.. lol..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: I dunno whether I will come 2 lurve it or hate it. N dunno if there r some fine prints.. But wad de heck, since I accept le, might as well make de most out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 daes short stint @ adecco was realli fun. De pple there were ALL women, n there were oni like 6 of us in de office. They were a close knitted bunch which would be de envy of many others hu r often involved in office politics. But 1 thing is dat they like 2 eat in, which I absolutely dun like coz it attracted de flies etc. N a bad smell would linger long after de food is in our stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 celebrate gramma's bdae todae. N it was real interesting.. Every1 went in full force, nt being able 2 resist a chance 2 haf a feast. Think de uncle @ de kopitiam will b smiling all de way in his slp tonite, considering de number of food we ordered, n de fact dat it's a weekdae todae. Too bad baby was nt here todae, coz gramma asked abt him. After 2 daes of silence, we finally tok todae. N gramma was juz grinning from ear 2 ear after toking 2 him on de fone, n kept repeating his name.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems 2 b working out juz fine.. Hopefully, my job would b challenging, but nt enuff 2 make my temper go worse... &lt;em&gt;*cross my fingers n hope everything will b ok..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109777292320303873?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109777292320303873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109777292320303873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109777292320303873' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109735033900680533</id><published>2004-10-10T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T03:32:19.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Have a new blogskin liaoz.. Thanks 2 my darling hy 4 her efforts.. *maucks!*&lt;br /&gt;  Ok.. Nw 4 my updates. Went 4 interview @ Mindef (near CMPB) which is reali ulu-ed 4 mi. So I guess even if I get selected, I will prob juz forsake it. Am due 4 an interview @ SP (Singapore Powers) dis coming mon. N guess wad? Adecco @ Katib actually called mi 2 ask mi 2 temp 4 dem till end of dis mth. N dis means dat I most prob will get 1st hand info abt jobs.. Muahaha.. Things r finally wking out... &lt;em&gt;*cross fingers tightly*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;Went 2 Army Mkt wif baby 2 get his stuff n went 2 Eatz 19.. N de food is still yummy as eva.. Though it doesn't suit his palate veri well.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Walked ard Bugis area n met Sam n Mark.. Mark is regaining back his previous size liaoz, wif his big hair.. Oso dunno y juz nw so awkward when we saw dem.. Dunno wad 2 sae oso.. Guess we gt 2 mit up more often... Shopped @ Bugis Village n he gt a bag n watch 4 his army stuff.. Poor baby n NS men.. Wif de pathetic pay they r getting, they still gt 2 buy so many things on their own a/c.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;  Caught a mid nite movie: "Sky Captain n de world of tmr", but nt b4 eating my fav bbq chix.. Haiz... Think I'm gonna grow fat again from eating so much.. Gonna start refraining liaoz.. But think it's gonna b hard wif my big apetite.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Back 2 de movie. De title sounds lame, but it's a gd hi-tech adventure cum action movie where u dunno wad u'll get. It's in de 70s format but there r so many technologies in dat movie dat u can't imagine hw did those robots get in there.. According 2 de reviews, dis movie is composed mainly by com graphics, which explains y many scenes in there r actually gorgeous n kinda hard 2 believe.. More of a guys' show..&lt;br /&gt;  Gotta go slp liaoz... Sweet dreams... Nitez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109735033900680533?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109735033900680533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109735033900680533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109735033900680533' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109661842981992899</id><published>2004-10-01T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T16:13:49.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*Brushes away cobwebs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been abt a mth since I laz blogged. Feel so wu liao nw n since I nid a channel 2 vent my frustration, my bored-ment&lt;em&gt; (dun care if there's such a word) &lt;/em&gt;n also wadeva i'm kiping inside.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been taking a rest 4 a week liaoz coz baby POP lo... Ok.. Neverthelss, been looking 4 jobs all dis while n I realised DIPLOMAs = 'O' Levels (well, almost there la..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nt been slping well 4 de laz few daes n nitez, coz pple ard mi r like bugging mi 2 find a proper job. &lt;em&gt;OK, OK... U think I dun wan de mehz? I'ts juz so damn bloody difficult. N hu noes wad kinda pple u will find therE? Hmz..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm juz nt disciplined enuff... All dis job shit is driving mi nuts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK... Dat's all nw.. I've vented enuff.. &lt;em&gt;*stomach rumbles* &lt;/em&gt;Gotta go find sth 2 eat 1st... Tata...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109661842981992899?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109661842981992899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109661842981992899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109661842981992899' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109387971941191258</id><published>2004-08-30T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T23:28:39.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Big HELO!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm backz... from an absence of abt 2 weeks? 1st my monitor went bersek, n coz alex was in fieldcamp, I had 2 wait 4 him 2 come back n fix it.. Den my internet gt suspended.. But all dis was fixed by my darling bf.. Hehe.. Thanks, baby..&lt;br /&gt;  Hmmm... Dunno hw 2 update coz many things has come 2 pass dis 2 weeks.. First n foremost, graduation dae has passed.. It was well boring 4 de ceremony, but had lotsa fun taking pics all over.. Gonna miss all de pple.. In particularly, &lt;strong&gt;Erd (de superstar), Ninie, Binz, Judy&lt;/strong&gt; (though I still c her now n den), &lt;strong&gt;Ann n many others... &lt;/strong&gt;But most imptly, I'm gonna miss poly life.. De projects, de exams, de headaches.. It juz shows hw time juz flies past... Getting edgy nw abt getting a full time job.. Guess I'm gonna try 2 get 1 soon.. But I'm still pretty lazy @ dis moment.. So let mi rot awhile more... =P&lt;br /&gt;  Sat was spent buying computer components wif him 2 fix up a computer 4 his sis's bf cousin (lengthy huh..) N it was pretty fun though a lil' tiring coz we were reali shopping all ard Sim Lim 2 get a gd price.. Was pretty envious of de young kid, hu got his wish 4 a beta CPU (wif a budget of $2K) juz bcoz he improved his chinese.. Kids nowadays... *sigh* gets spoilt real rotten... After which we went 2 Justin's place (his sis's bf), n we spent time fixing com, all 4 of us, though it was alex hu was doing all de work.. It was during dis time dat I gt 2 learn more abt computer components den eva in my lifetime. I'm proud 2 sae I rem some of dem.. Hehe.. N Justin n baby was so funny, kept apologising 2 mi 4 wasting my time, when I was enjoying it..&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 watch Stepford Wives.. Definitely a women's show.. U'll noe y once u've watched it.. Sun was juz well spent slacking ard.. De time we spent together seems reali short though he booked out on Thurs nite.. Nevetheless, I'm pretty contented.. N dis weekend was gr8 coz we actually tok abt stuff, stuff dat would probably affect our relationship in de future n probably improved our relationship a deal more..&lt;br /&gt;  He went 2 field camp dis morning again.. But thank God, he will b back on wed..&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 work dis morning, n ying's absence was felt.. I'm gonna b so lonely wifout her.. Haha.. Gonna try 4 a fulltime soon..  De time btwn 3-5.30p.m was spent sitting in a 'training' session listenin 2 de managers.. Knocked off @ 6p.m.. Went home straight after..&lt;br /&gt;  Celine called juz nw.. N she offered a sales executive (part time) wif $7/hr pay.. But turned her dwn, coz dis meant dat i would haf 2 work on weekends. Hmm... M I picky or nt? But I dun wanna cut short de time I can spent wif him den it already is nw... But, my mind is made up.. No work on weekends 4 mi, which means office hrs would b best 4 mi...&lt;br /&gt;  Gonna go slp soon liaoz.. Tmr working from 10a.m till nite... So longz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109387971941191258?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109387971941191258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109387971941191258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109387971941191258' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109232897040686713</id><published>2004-08-13T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T00:42:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Firstly, I would like 2 wish Juan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAE&lt;/span&gt;!! May all ur wishes come true n dat everything will go smoothly dis yr, may u b hapi ALWAYS as a Hippo.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 work dis morning in a reali groggy manner coz I couldn't slp well @ all laz nite. Serves mi right! Served a coffeebreak wif all de freaking accountants hu seem 2 forget their manners de moment they saw food, coffee n tea being served. N a lady told mi dat de Bee Hoon had a 'chao ta' smell, n she demanded 2 haf a change of de whole tray. Den she proceeded 2 haf a mountain full of it n she actually finished it all.. ^_^ Wad's de meaning of dis manz? Hmz..&lt;br /&gt;  Went over 2 Goldbell Towers wif Sheeqah, n de 2 of us were like kukus pushing de trolley all de way there. But it was reali funny esp on our trip back coz we were reali struggling 2 kip everything in balance, preventing spills etc. but 2 no avail. Main reason being we were too 'xing ji' liaoz.. Keke.. If Jun was there, it would haf been a diff story.&lt;br /&gt;  Went out wif Ying 2 Bugis. N dat fickle minded woman kept changing her mind where 2 go makan. 1 moment V8, de other moment kopitiam, den Swensens.. Pengz.. In de end, we went 2V8 n managed 2 gorge ourselved wif cheesy potato wedges, chix baked rice, ying wif her root beer float, n nt 2 mention de soup n garlic bread. Managed 2 squeeze most of it dwn..&lt;br /&gt;  Oh ya! Saw Tim n he's changed his look abit.. Becum more shuai le.. Managed 2 snap his pic.. Haha.. Den some1 so 'lian hong'.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;  Went shopping @ Bugis Junction. Den went 2 Bugis Village, after several considerations by Ying (again...), n we had a fun time shopping. Bought a real pinky skirt n other stuff (nt worth mentioning here.. But 4 those hu noe Ying well, her latest fav collection of _ _ _ _ _ _, guess it?)&lt;br /&gt;  Was totally bushed, n I fell aslp in de train. Woke up n called Baby in a misty mode. Ended up quarrelling wif him.. &lt;em&gt;*sigh* &lt;/em&gt;I'm reali getting easily irritated nowadays liaoz.. Think I've gt 2 kip my temper in check. It doesn't help dat there r lotsa things gg on in my mind..  Anywayz, he's gonna book out tmr liaoz.. So hopefully everything will b sort out by den..&lt;br /&gt;  N DPM has already taken de position of Prime Minister liaoz.. Hopefully, he wif his new grp of ministers would b able 2 continue 2 ensure dat Singapore improves wif everything in it, n dat he could do a beta job den Mr Goh ba.. In some sense, a country is like a biz entity, so hopefully, de benefits n profits would b gd.. Cheers! N kudos 2 Mr Goh, 4 guiding S'pore 2 wad it is todae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109232897040686713?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109232897040686713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109232897040686713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109232897040686713' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109224501215592444</id><published>2004-08-12T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T01:23:32.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Ok... I'm feeling real bad nw.. I betrayed my fren's trust by telling my close fren sth dat I promised nt 2 tell, n which I'm nt sure if it's true or not. After debating 4 a long long time, I told my close n good fren. N nw I'm kinda regretting it.. I'm kinda stuck in de middle nw, n it doesn't help dat I'm stuck wif 4 parties. Haiz.. Hw m I gonna face dem? I'm juz so screwed up manz.. God, help mi!!!&lt;br /&gt;  De dae started out quite well actually, met ying @ MRT. N dat blur kuku actually went all de way 2 de pink (aka orange) cabin when I told her dat I was in de green cabin. N when I wanted 2 throw away my milo pkt, she actually stopped in front of de dustbin stopping mi from throwing it, gifing a queer look. C.. Dis kinda pig go where find?&lt;br /&gt;  Was still feeling quite hapi even though they sent us back @ 3pm, though we start @ 11am. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; Reali gonna eat grass.. &lt;em&gt;*yumz* &lt;/em&gt;Went 2 Sakura 2 haf our brunch cum dinner, finally gt 2 drink my tom yam soup liaoz.. Hehe.. Den went 2 shop ard @ Far East. Saw a dress dat was reali nice but nt my kinda dressing.. Went 2 Roxy shop n guess waD?!?! De 2 bags dat caught my eye r gone liaoz.. &lt;em&gt;*sigh* &lt;/em&gt;Seems like everything is juz nt gonna go my way.&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 Wisma 2 Gio n got a black top wif Ying n met up wif HY. Went up n walked all de way 2 mit Juan. Along de way, we walked past Taka's Roadshow n dat Ying actually wanted 2 get Tamagouchi 4 mi n her.. C.. Todae she's reali abnormal. In de end, she decided dat it was nt worth it.. Hengz.. Think todae she go haywire le..&lt;br /&gt;  Met Juan n off we went 2 Cuppage B2 KTV.. All of us actually bought Digi Cams n went reali crazy snapping.. Was reali fun though HY went back hm early n alone. Poor darlingz..&lt;br /&gt;  Reali dunno wad's happening.. Wadeva I do seems wrong. Even Baby is behaving weirdly.. N it doesn't help dat dis has 2 happen.. Perhaps there's juz sth wrong wif mi ba, which I think it is considering de fact dat I kips screwing things up.. Everything juz seems wrong nw.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;  Think I gonna slp nw.. &lt;strong&gt;Perhaps, oni in dreams, den we can find a picture perfect world.. &lt;/strong&gt;Hopefully, everything will sort out itself tmr.. I'll juz haf 2 take it as it comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures 4 todae's outing.. &lt;a href="http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jcoolgal/album?.dir=/daba&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal"&gt;http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jcoolgal/album?.dir=/daba&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109224501215592444?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109224501215592444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109224501215592444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109224501215592444' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109215819175448347</id><published>2004-08-11T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:16:31.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Woke up real late todae. Boi, de feeling is gr8 2 b able 2 slp late.. But considering de fact dat I would b doing dat 4 some time, unless I find a job which pple ard mi haf been bugging mi (u noe hu u r), I'll b rotting hm all de way.. Yupz.. But somehow de lazybone in mi stops mi from searching 4 jobs, or perhaps it's de fear of having a job dat I might hate, or getting rejected. Anywayz, dat aside.. Went 2 grandma's place 2 haf lunch, n as usual, she was naggy.. Haiz.. Looking @ her, I juz realised dat she's gotten more white hairs, n getting hard on hearing. Nevertheless, I still love her.. But she's still strong n I admire her 4 dat..&lt;br /&gt;  Slack ard n packed my cupboard.. Dumped a whole stack of clothings.. Guess mum is gonna gif it 2 May, my aunt's maid or send it 2 Indonesia.. Speaking of which, May is like oni 1 yr older den mi.. N I juz felt dat Singapore's teenagers r extremely lucky. Given de fact dat gers like May haf 2 leave their hometown, gg 2 a foreign country, stay wif a family full of strangers, not noeing ur exact fate, n haf 2 do all kinds of hsehold chores n manage a family all by themself. Reali admire dem alot. Women r still de greatest after all..&lt;br /&gt;  Met up wif Jian Bin n Erd @ Heeren.. N both of dem look great wif their 'new hairstyle'. Erd wif her newly cut fringe (by herself) n Binz wif his long hair. Look a lil' like dat korean star in Winter Sonata. But dat korean star is definitely more handsome.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Had dinner @ LJS @ Cine.. Ninie joined us a lil' while lata. It was reali fun toking n jesting ard. N Erd the superstar was playing wif cams as usual.. &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt; Went 2 Spinelli after dat where Erd treat us 2 Apple Caramel Cheese Cake(u can c de caramel oozing out.. Thumbs up!), Rocky Road Brownie (veri chocolaty), Caramel Spin (veri bitter), Strawberry Twist (juz ok) n Caramel Latte (Binz order). Was joined by Erd's fren (whome I 4got his name), n took more pics.. It was rather fun.. We should do dis more often.. Hehe.. Miss de rest of de gang.. Oh ya, n Ninie reali looks fatter.. Feel beta 4 her. But guess there r juz ghosts in there dat has yet 2 b solved ba..&lt;br /&gt;  Tok 2 Baby on de train back. N it was still ok till I gt hm n somehow he juz kept asking mi ques. N I guess I gt a lil' irritated which din help matters a single bit, n in fact add more 2 his worries. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; Wish dat I haf a wand 2 juz wave everything away n kip all bad things far far from him. But being de inexpressive mi juz couldn't sae wad he wants 2 hear. Hopefully, he'll noe wad I reali feel abt him ba.. (P.S: Dun sae I dun mention u anymore on my blog k? Here it is.. *smilez*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pics 4 NDP preview (requested by Juan 2 upload) n de photos taken todae.. Pls go 2: &lt;a href="http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal"&gt;http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109215819175448347?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109215819175448347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109215819175448347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109215819175448347' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109206858355528996</id><published>2004-08-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T00:23:03.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  &lt;strong&gt;K700i rox...&lt;/strong&gt; Absolutely.. Juz got my new phone on Saturaday, n I still feel de vibe abt it.. Hehe.. I simply adore it 4 de sleek design, de graphics n de MP3 function though I'm still trying 2 grasp de fundamentals of de phone since it's Sony Ericsson.. N my clumsy bro actually dropped de phone de 1st time 4 mi.. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; So dat means dat 2 items r off my wish list liaoz.. Hehe.. Thanks baby, 4 helping mi 2 fufill my wishes.. =) &lt;em&gt;*Big muacks* &lt;/em&gt;After getting de phone @ de Taka Roadshow, we went 2 haf dinner b4 gg back 2 Yis 2 watch "The Village". It's an intriguing show n plays on mystery. Could b a favourite among literature pple hu likes 2 think more den de story itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After work laz nite, went 2 watch Connie &amp; Carla which was totally hilarious.. &lt;strong&gt;Drag Queens rules! &lt;/strong&gt;I guess dis show also plays on showing another side of gays, drag queens n transvertites on de light side.. Nevertheless, it was quite entertaining.. Went 2 haf supper @ de roadside stalls @ Somerset.. De fried oyster wasn't dat nice afterall. But de 73+1 fishball was niceeee.. Remind mi of Ying's mum.. =P Den went 2 take night rider back.. Though it was a short time.. Felt like a true blue date.. It was reali fun, n kinda romantic.. &lt;em&gt;*grinz*&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes it's de lil' things dat u do together makes de time spent together fun n memorable. Saw Zhiqin @ de bus stop but dun think he recognise mi, though given his shy nature, he wouldn't haf said hi @ all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Woke up feeling groggy since I din haf enuff slp @ all.. Mum seems 2 b in a real bad mood.. N though I prompt her 2 speak abt it, she juz rejected mi.. Felt kinda helpless dat as her daughter, I couldn't help a single bit.. =( Went over 2 his place n met his aunts n of coz his mum n sisters, n his dad too.. Seems 2 b a lil' overcrowded todae which mades it a lil' intimidating.. Acc him 2 Pasir Ris b4 gg back hm.. Dunno y.. But it seems dat todae every1 was on bad mood, n tempers seems 2 b on de rise. N unknowingly, I cried onboard de bus.. Argh! Hate de emotional side of mi.. Wonder when did I bcame so emotional.. Where did de headstrong Jeannette go 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gonna 'eat grass' dis whole week since I'm oni wking 2 daes.. Wed n Thurs.. So any1 hu wishes 2 go out, juz contact mi.. Oh.. N b4 I go.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happi 39th Birthdae, Singapore! &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;N hope dat there wouldn't b any further disasters, kiasuism. And dat there will b more jobs (4 pple like mi), n more benefits 4 all citizens... =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109206858355528996?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109206858355528996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109206858355528996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109206858355528996' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109181682224927893</id><published>2004-08-07T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T02:27:02.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  I'm super sunburnt now! My skin seems 2 be on fire... Went 2 Sentosa wif Hy n Ying todae, after much planning by Hy.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Was supposed 2 mit 10.45am todae, but as usual.. 10.45am bcame 11.15am, den 11.45am n ultimately 12 plus.. Hmz.. All bcoz of a piggie hu was juz too fond of slacking in bed.. Anywayz, mi n Hy reached there early, so we went 2 Food Court 2 haf brunch.. Surprisingly, both of dem did nt noe there was a Food Court there.. Keke..&lt;br /&gt;  Finally gt 2 our destination @ abt 1 plus, but nt b4 taking almost a full round ard Sentosa... But it was fun coz it's nt always dat we haf all de time of de dae in our hands..&lt;br /&gt;  Apparently de 3 of us haf gone there 4 a number of times, so it was kinda routine 4 us, we went straight 2 Palawan Beach, but nt b4 stopping @ 7-11 2 get some stuff, n Ying gets her meal, b4 settling dwn..&lt;br /&gt;  Think we reali getting more n more lazy, or perhaps less enthusiastic le.. Coz we sat there 4 awhile, b4 'getting in2 action' 2 suntan.. So de 3 of us were there juz plainly lazing ard.. Life has never been beta @ dat moment.. But, de good moments din laz long, coz some guys were playing catch n they actually hit mi on my back, which knock de wind outta mi.. Darnz.. 1st time was ok, coz they probably din catch it properly, but de 2nd time, it whizzed past mi n nearly hit Ying on de face.. N there was de 3rd n 4th time which luckily did not hit us.. But dat gt de 3 of us up.. We juz basically sat up n watch (or rather glare @) dem, ready 2 shoot whenever de ball comes close enuff 2 hit.. Stupid pple hu though knowing dat they kept throwing de ball in our direction, did not think of changing 2 another place where there's nt much pple.. Freaking shit.. N 1 of dem even haf de nerve 2 ask Ying n Hy 2 join dem.. But kena rejected.. LOL... It was oni after they went on 2 other activities dat we gt our peace of mind n went back 2 lie dwn, n we even managed 2 take a short nap..&lt;br /&gt;  After endless queues 2 shower n 2 take de monorail, we gt 2 underwater world where mi n Ying went 2 get fake tattoos 4 de fun of it.. After dat, went 2 de hawker 2 haf dinner, n proceeded 2 Orchard..&lt;br /&gt;  After much delibration by Ying, she finally chose her prezzie 4 Rosli le.. N I saw a bag, 2 in fact @ Roxy which was absolutely niceeeeee!!! Wanted 2 check out de bags, but de shop closed liaoz.. So sad.. Gonna go back.. Hehe.. Went on 2 Far East 2 look @ shirts, n actually gt 1 from Osmose.. N de 3 of us bought sunglasses.. N Ying finally gt her shorts cum mini skirt from OP le, like FINALLY... Hehe.. Waited 4 Sand 2 finish her work, den went hm le.. Feel so tired n slpy..&lt;br /&gt;  Gonna go slp soon le.. If nt will kena scolded by baby.. Hehe.. Bye peeps!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;4 pics 4 dis outing.. plz go to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109181682224927893?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109181682224927893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109181682224927893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109181682224927893' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109146153964722023</id><published>2004-08-02T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T23:49:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayz... I'm bored.. So haf been surfing blogs n chanced upon dis quiz.. So here it is.. Quite true 4 mi, if u noe mi well enuff... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 440px" height="486" alt="7" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080319872_ilderaaaa7.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVING ONE. You need safety in your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You want to be sure in his/her arms, knowing&lt;br /&gt;that he will protect you and you can be totally&lt;br /&gt;devoted to your other. At this point you are&lt;br /&gt;very vulnerable. You open yourself and dont&lt;br /&gt;even think that he/she could cheat you. You&lt;br /&gt;totally trust your partner in every single way.&lt;br /&gt;SO if you find out that she/he lied to you or&lt;br /&gt;played a game this trust is broken. You may try&lt;br /&gt;to forgive your other but this will be very&lt;br /&gt;difficult.He/She has to be friendly and&lt;br /&gt;trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109146153964722023?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109146153964722023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109146153964722023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109146153964722023' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109145119011179961</id><published>2004-08-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T20:53:50.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arghz!! I'm so damn irritated todae.. Somehow todae juz doesn't seem 2 b my dae.. Darnz.. 1st, it rained dis morning.. I soooo.... regret swopping shift wif ying, coz it means I can't slp a lil' longer.. Hmz...&lt;br /&gt;Den I fell dwn in front of my guests on de steps.. So damn "malu-ated" coz my shoes were juz too slippery. N after serving lunch, I had a tummy ache all de way till nw.. Lilian n I were stuck downstairs 2 clear everything up, which consists of 4 tbls full of settings, n de buffet tbl.. 2 make matters worse, after rushing, we overshot by de time Jun gave us n got scolded as a result. It din help dat it wasn't all my fault coz Lilian was de 1 downstairs toking, n I had 2 b de 1 2 call her up juz 2 pick up food.. Seriously, sometimes I juz feel dat pple r all fakes.. Esp ST pple.. Toking nicely n grinning @ u in front, while backstabbing u behind, so sick n tired of all de politics, but den again, which place does not haf politics?&lt;br /&gt;But all dis doesn't matter, coz he was supposed 2 book out tonite.. Guess wad? He juz called 2 sae dat he's nt coming back todae, coz he's gonna take a test tmr n will b booking out tmr.. Geez.. Nw my whole dae seems ruined.. Great!&lt;br /&gt;It's like when 1 thing doesn't go right, everything juz falls apart, n I guess todae is juz my "unlucky" dae or wadeva u call it...&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I wanna sssssssccccrrrreeeamm it out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109145119011179961?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109145119011179961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109145119011179961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109145119011179961' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109145405267732147</id><published>2004-08-01T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T21:50:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juz got back from NDP preview awhile ago n it was absolutely awesome, @ least 4 a ku-ku like mi hu has never been there 'live'.. Being there in person, made mi realise dat all de performance follows some kinda formation n all were wif meanings.. Parades were oso interesting.. Guess dat de feeling of being there in person n watching on TV has a vast difference.. N of coz de segment I enjoyed de most were de fireworks... N guess wad?!!? JJ actually performed!!! He sang a more rap version of de song "Home".. A pity we were sitting far away frm de stage or I ould haf spent my time being shutter hapi, clicking away.. Thanks 2 baby 4 getting de tix.. Lurve u.... Maucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;Of coz de feeling of jostling wif like probably hundreds of pple... But surprisingly, or perhaps not, Singaporeans seems 2 haf a sense of order, except where de funpacks were concerned n when we were near de seats..&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, it's a once in a lifetime enjoyment (if u do not get de chance 2 go), n I truly enjoyed de experience. It actually made mi feel proud dat I'm a Singaporean, n all dat S'pore has achieved, n I believe dat being there on de actual ground on de actual dae, de feeling would b all de more greater.. Below r some pics dat we took... All in all, there r abt a hundred over pics, some reali nice, though others were kinda blur... So there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flying Fox...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 374px" height="508" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0268.jpg" width="519" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some form of artistic performance wif meanings behind it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 479px; HEIGHT: 330px" height="557" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0333.jpg" width="479" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;N my favorite of all... Fireworks!!! Isn't it spectacular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 466px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="635" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0365.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 469px; HEIGHT: 288px" height="639" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0346.jpg" width="613" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, look out 4 dis yr's NDP coz it's actually quite diff from other yrs.. (according 2 wad I feel though..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109145405267732147?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109145405267732147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109145405267732147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109145405267732147' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109086585026106238</id><published>2004-07-27T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T03:36:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Juz reached hm nt long ago, but b4 I start blogging, here r some pics from: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carol's Bdae..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 274px" height="707" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0224.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Notice hw de 5 of us r in shades of red.. Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="633" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0226.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sweet pink..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="633" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0228.jpg" width="530" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lost in space..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A long awaited miting wif lee joo..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="197" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0218.jpg" width="448" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;de alt 4...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="269" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0219.jpg" width="572" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fishy yu n turtle mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For more pics, pls go 2 &lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal"&gt;http://photos.yahoo.com/jcoolgal&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ok.. n nw 4 my account of de dae.. went 4 outside catering todae wif my itchy throat n my sneezy nose.. din noe de destination n while mi n ying were having lunch @ Sakuram we kept guessing where we were gg.. It turned out 2 b MAS (Monetary Authority of Singapore). Funny dat we knew hu we were gg 2 serve, but nt where we were gg.. LOL.. Anywayz, after a mad rush 2 wk coz some1 still had 2 'draw' her face, we took joel's car there, wif 2 trays of colorful flowers.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; guess wad? de venue was a penthouse, n it was on de 30th floor.. upon hearing dat my leg turned in2 jelly.. but thank God dat de tall view was nt visible.. Hehe.. De courses went smoothly. de event was 2 present scholarships 2 our state's scholars 2 study abroad n DPM Lee was supposed 2 present it 2 dem.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; After doing some clearing, we still had some time left b4 de truck came.. N de smokers actually found a place 4 dem 2 smoke, there was a gr8 view juz outside.. but if u stand too near de edge, ur heart might juz drop 2 de bottomnest.. de city can b seen wif all de lamp lights etc.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; after gg back, mi juz set a few things n acc gan ma 2 go laundry, den can go hm liaoz.. actually todae money nt veri difficult 2 earn coz i was mostly travelling ard..&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; went 2 925 2 haf supper wif ying, ros n lali.. ate my guo tiao mian prawn soup wif fish ball.. yummy.. den kena scold by lali coz i sick, den drink ice lemon tea.. but @ least i order warm water ma.. but in de end still kena scold by him sae i siao.. haiz.. ate durian, courtesy of lalikumar n rosli.. hehe.. can't reali smell or enjoy it much.. saw bao hong wif his grp of frenz.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; todae mi n ying's ming veri hao coz gt 2 captain qing wo men makan.. hehe.. anywayz, here's 4 digit, coz according 2 jester, dis 4 numbers kept appearing 2 him.. 1150.. try it if u believe in it.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; gonna go slp liaoz.. medicine making mi drowsy.. tmr nt wking.. gonna da shao chu.. any1 free, call&amp;nbsp;dis sick woman&amp;nbsp;out k? *tata*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109086585026106238?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109086585026106238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109086585026106238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109086585026106238' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-109069644669434668</id><published>2004-07-25T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T03:16:26.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Hmz.. Haven been updating 4 awhile.. Haf been feeling real sick since yest.. But guess it juz gt worse todae.. My throat hurts n itch @ de same time, n I've been sneezing, guess I've gt de flu bug too... Darnz.. Reali hate de feeling of being sick.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ok.. Hereby, I gonna apologise 2 Carol n my dad.. Coz I actually forgot their bdae, or rather forgot 2 wish dem since de prezzie has been bought.. Sori folks, since I've actually been to tired 2 even think properly dis few daes.. Here's a belated bdae wish.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wish dat de both of u would b hapi n dat wadeva dreams u wished for would come thru.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; There... Dat does it.. But it does nt erase my guilt.. Hehe.. Met Hy, Carol, Ying, Junli, Juan n huat together wif alex 2 haf dinner.. Sadly, de restaurant wif gr8 ambience is nt permitted 2 mi n de rest, so we had 2 go NOOCH instead.. It was quite ok.. Although my taste bud was real bland n couldn't taste a single thing.. N I couldn't get 2 eat my fav tom yam soup.. Haiz.. But unknowingly 2 de rest hu r extremely concerned wif wad I eat, de soup base of my ramen was acutally a lil' spicy.. Muahaha.. It wasn't dat bad all I guess.. N I drank z3n infusion tea which I doubt I would eva drink if I wasn't sick.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; After dinner, went 2 Wisma where we went window shopping, n went looking 4 Sand @ her Nokia shop.. After dat went dwn 2 go shopping.. N dat Ying actually chose some kiddy T-shirts, which all of us refused 2 comment on it.. LOL.. Saw some1 wif a gurl todae.. Well, all I can sae is gd luck 2 dat gurl.. I suppose those hu were there would noe wad I mean.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Went 2 Yis 2 watch movie wif Sand, Carol, Hy, Ros, Ying, Junli n of coz alex.. After several delibration, much hesitation btwn de choice of Sisters n I, Robot, we FINALLY made up our mind.. An action movie.. But it wasn't as thrilling as I expected.. But, overall, it's OK.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ok.. Gonna go slp le.. If nt will kena scolded liaoz.. My nose is nw killing mi.. &lt;strong&gt;Being sick sux totally!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;b4 I go, here's a pic from photobucket.. Gonna try it out.. It's supposed 2 work.. Nitez.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 239px" height="345" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v325/agape83/IMG_0199.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture of my beloved pig from him... Yupz.. It's nt halal.. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-109069644669434668?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109069644669434668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/109069644669434668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109069644669434668' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108948910020642529</id><published>2004-07-11T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T03:51:40.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Todae has been a purposeful dae 4 mi, although intially I was rather reluctant 2 wake up.. Was supposed 2 pick him up as usual but was juz too plain tired 2 get up.. So, poor him had 2 go hm himself 1st.. hehe.. But nt bad la. Still gt free trip hm ma, rite? =P&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 Funan 2 take a look @ Digi Cam.. After some zigzagging out of shops, we finally bought it @ a small shop @ Funan.. Though de price was nt as low as de 1st one we went 2, we felt beta buying there coz de salesperson was extremely helpful n offered advices n ideas.. Bought Ixus &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;. Thanks baby.. 4 forking out de money although I din expect u 2, n of coz u dun haf 2.. Appreciate all dat u've done 4 mi.. Oh ya.. N de camera comes wif a free air purifier, which I've no idea wad 2 do wif it.. Both my mum n I agreed dat we r gonna gif his mum.. Hehe.. &lt;em&gt;mu nu tong xing&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 mit my mum @ Yishun after dat.. N went 2 925 4 dinner where we met Sun, Louis, Joanne n Jimmy.. Such close knitted frens.. Kinda envy dem.. Guess dis kinda frenship should treasure de most ba.. Anywayz, was supposed 2 eat Swensens n I was supposed 2 treat baby 2 thank him.. But mum n him overruled my decision.. Yupz.. Sometimes I wonder hu's mum is dat.. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;  Watched de "Whole 10 Yards".. A dumb show although de idea behind it was kinda brilliant. Well, or perhaps it's juz nt our age grp's kinda movie.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went hm after dat.. Watched de "Last Present".. A sad kinda korean movie.. It's abt a girl hu spend her lifetime loving 1 person secretly, n somehow, thru some fate, she gt reunited wif dis guy whom she was in love wif, although he din noe abt it.. They eventually gt married.. But her long awaited happiness was shorten when she gt a disease. It's funny hw fate sumtimes play a trick on u.. &lt;br /&gt;  After dat, it was "Winter Sonata" which I'm sure u guys should haf @ least heard or watched it once.. It's 1 of my fav korean shows.. It's abt a guy hu lost his memory after an accident, given a new identity, but somehow, still gt back 2 de place where he knew his 1st love. De gal having pining 4 him 4 many yrs thinking he was dead, was shocked seeing de new him, nt noeing dat it was her 1st love actually. So after several missed chances, jealous lovers, irate parents n some misunderstandings abt parentage, they finally gt together.. Somehow, all dis movies constantly depicts dat &lt;strong&gt;de course of love never runs smooth&lt;/strong&gt;.. But I guess, if u r reali meant 2 b, no matter hw many times u avoid it, u'll end up together eventually ba.. So treasure wadeva u haf nw, coz u'll never noe when u might lose dat person, in particularly if u haf waited long 4 dis person 2 arrive.. 4 mi, I hope I will b able 2 practise wad I've preached, coz I've finally found dis person.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108948910020642529?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108948910020642529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108948910020642529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108948910020642529' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108939180640966140</id><published>2004-07-10T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T00:50:06.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  I'm so freaking tired todae.. Almost couldn't wake up todae. My head felt heavy, n my eye lids kips closing on it's own... Haf been working from 7am-6pm 4 de past 5 daes.. So am dead beat.. But I guess it's nt dat bad since I'm in conf rm although it was nt dat easy job as others think, esp towards de ending part coz i'm almost ALWAYS alone.. &lt;br /&gt;  Many things happened this week.. N somehow, my mood gets affected.. I guess human hearts r hard 2 fathom, n u will never noe when will ur fren stab u in de back or betray u.. In de 1st place, u dun even noe hu r reali ur true frens.. De person u tot would b ur oni true fren might turn out 2 b some1 hu stabs u in de back, while ur enemy might turn out 2 b ur greatest fren.. De impt ques is hw do u noe when 2 trust ur fren? I wish I knew de ans.. Wad sand said was true.. De most impt thing in a relationship, whether be it kinship, frenship or BGR, &lt;strong&gt;TRUST IS EXTREMELY IMPT...&lt;/strong&gt; I guess I should learn my lesson well.. Nt 2 trust any1 easily le.. Perhaps, I should revert back 2 my old self where I will juz kip everything inside, n nt 2 haf any1 2 get near mi ba.. Perhaps, in dis way, life would b much easier, although it might get lonely 4 mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Met Jes, Juan n HY on Wed.. Initially was supposed 2 mit HY oni, but in de end, having realised dat de miss hippo has been MIA 4 awhile, I called her.. N coincidentally, Jes oso called her 2 mit up.. In de end, all 4 of us went together.. Went 2 Far East wif Hy 1st 2 while away some time while waiting 4 Juan n Jes.. SAw a particularly nice flat sandals, but no more size 4 mi le.. So sad.. Was supposed 2 go 2 de new street food stalls 4 dinner, but due 2 overcrowding, we changed our venue 2 Starhub Building Foodcourt.. After dat, it was home sweet home 4 us except Jes hu had 2 book in 2 his camp.. &lt;br /&gt;  Arranged 2 haf dinner wif Judy yest, after some discussions.. Went 2 Phin's Steakhouse... De Mushroom Chowder was superb.. While de sirloin steak was so-so.. Nevertheless, enjoyed myself while we crap n gossip.. N Judy was kind 2 treat mi 4 bringing her in 2 ST... Hehe.. In order 2 digest our food, we walked dwn from Cine 2 Orchard, window shopping on de way.. Dragged my feet hm, trying hard nt 2 fall aslp on de way.. &lt;br /&gt;  After several failed attempts, usually on my part, I finally gt 2 mit zhu pi ku le.. Hehe.. But nt after making mi wait 4 her 4 like 15 mins @ Lido 4 her.. Went 2 NOOCH 2 eat.. De ambience was reali nice, n it was packed 2 de brim.. De food was nice.. I had Tom Yam Grass Noodles, which was nice, though nt de best.. Had grilled cod fish wif teriyaki sauce as a side dish.. So-so but nt outstanding though.. Drank Momo juice which consists of numerous fruits like kiwi, strawberry, pineapple.. It was a wonder I din haf a stomache. Dunno y, but it made mi think of ying n her momo peach.. N thinking back, time reali can change a person alot.. After dat, wif my suggestion, I called Sharon 2 ask if she was in de vicinity.. N it turned out dat she was juz next doors.. So off we went 2 look 4 her, May n another fren of theirs.. Mi, Sharon n Eileen were toking, while btwn May n us, there was some weird feeling. Perhaps it's bcoz we haven seen each other 4 a long time ba.. Somehw, my tiredness showed n I was kinda quiet except 4 some occasional idle chatter.. Sharon oso tok abt de change of management n it's impact, which sux totally..&lt;br /&gt;  After continuously of eating fatty n rich food, I feel so sinfuil nw somehow.. Feel like I've put on weight.. Hmm.. Guess I'm getting naggy nw.. So off I'm gg 2 dreamland.. Yupz, tmr he's gonna haf an early bookout.. Weee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108939180640966140?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108939180640966140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108939180640966140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108939180640966140' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108911803359863375</id><published>2004-07-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T20:47:13.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  I'm home typing a lonely nite away.. Haha.. ok.. Lame wif a capital 'L'.. Worked 7am 4 2 daes.. Was supposed 2 work from 7am - 11pm tonite, but thank God it was due 2 my oversight.. So I can rest early tonite, n nt wake up 2 b a zombie..&lt;br /&gt;  Took care of EM function which kinda sux, after de morning coffeebreak.. It was oni den when they gt 2 noe each other dat de nitemare started.. Hmz.. 1 particular guy kept complaining abt de EVERYTHING, n when I sae everything, it's every lil' thing.. He complained abt de food, abt no door gifts etc.. Can u imagine? NO DOOR GIFTS?? Duh... Mister.. U r here 4 a miting, NOT a D&amp;D.. N de oni mama there was rude n obnoxious.. Actually a bunchful of dem were like dat.. They absolutely do not noe their Ps &amp; Qs well.. N todae, Nokia function was juz directly opposite.. They were reali rude, n demeaning 2 de Nokia guests, nt 2 mention ruly too.. Could c dat de guests were quite unhapi.. But we could nt interfere or as Lali saes coz we r nt supposed 2 meddle prob btwn guests.. N they even dared 2 sae dat wad we offered dem was leftovers.. My goodness.. Leftovers? Can't they juz use their pea brains 2 noe dat &lt;strong&gt;5 stars hotels DO NOT serve leftovers 2 their guests&lt;/strong&gt;.. Hmz..&lt;br /&gt;  God bless mi.. I'm gonna serve dem till Fri.. N even Sandra can't take their nonsense, hw m I supposed 2?&lt;br /&gt;  N stupid chocolate wifout any rhyme or reason, scolded mi 4 nth.. N de thing dat irks mi is &lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT HAVING AN EZ TIME.. I"M WORKING MY ASS OFF... &lt;/strong&gt;n I stayed back 2 help till things were almost finished.. &lt;br /&gt;  Tmr gonna wk 7am again.. It's gonna b another slpy dae tmr n a boring dae @ Conf Rm.. Think dis whole week I'm gonna disturb my darling HY.. Hehe.. Hope Sandra will b able 2 wake up tmr.. &lt;strong&gt;*kips finger crossed*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108911803359863375?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108911803359863375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108911803359863375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108911803359863375' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108895295910089699</id><published>2004-07-04T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T22:55:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Haven been blogging 4 abt a week coz was reali tired everydae.. Will slp immediately after reaching hm... Anywayz, dis week was reali bz n full of interesting things happening, esp fri n sat.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Mon&lt;/strong&gt;.. Went 2 wk in a hazy mode coz slept real late de nite b4 wif ying.. Went 2 KTV wif ying, Hy, Sand, Juan n Jarlyn.. N had a surprise coz we gt de VIP room which was real huge.. SAw JunFeng n coerced him 2 sing a song 4 us coz there was nt a single male ard..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Tues&lt;/strong&gt;.. Was supposed 2 mit Eileen 4 dinner, but was too tired 2 go.. Sorry ger..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Wed&lt;/strong&gt;.. Went 2 Orchard wif MY 2 get ying's prezzie after wk.. Shopped ard.. Had dinner @ KFC.. Had my filling of cheeze fries.. Yummy...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Thurs&lt;/strong&gt;.. Guess wad? Wked from 7am till 2am in de morning todae... Was reali tired due 2 lack of slp.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Fri&lt;/strong&gt;.. Woke up early despite de long hrs I wked laz nite.. Feeling body aches all over.. Went 2 mit Ying 2 get her bbq food.. N de bad thing was it's oni mi, her n carol gg 2 get de food.. *sigh* Where r de guys when u reali nid dem? After endless time of preparing de food wif additional help from JL n ying's bro, we finally went on our way, abt 2 hrs behind time.. Poor Sand spent a great time waiting 4 our arrival.. After settling dwn, mi, ying n sand went 2 swim, in our bikinis nevertheless.. Reali regretted it coz there was a grp of guys n oni 1 or 2 gers were wearing bikinis.. Felt unease.. Thanks 2 ying's bright idea.. Started de party @ abt 7 plus.. Hao was de 1 hu started de ball rolling by bbqing de food..&lt;br /&gt;It was reali fun esp when poor ying gt 'raped' by a couple of her sch mates, n her bra gt tousled ard.. Dis teaches us a lesson, NOT 2 book a chalet when it's ur Bdae.. Den she was forced 2 drink all kinds of drinks by our great alcohol mixer, Gan ma.. Haha.. Had a hard time taking care of her.. Poor pig was crying most of de time.. Kena sabo, line gt cut off, n bcoz of a stupid guy.. Haiz... But guess dis chalet is 1 way 4 her 2 get things off her mind ba.. &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't stay awake @ abt 2 plus, coz it was reali chaotic n it was a major headache trying 2 take care of those drunkards.. So had 2 slp.. N stupid sand was yelling away while de rest were trying 2 slp.. N it kinda gt on my nerve, so I shouted "enuff" which promptly stopped all de noise.. If I had known it was effective, I would haf done so earlier.. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Sat&lt;/strong&gt;.. Woke up n found dat oni mi n hy was in bed.. While Sand was slping peacefully slping on de floor.. Chou Carol n Ying din wake mi up 2 go swimming.. After some packing, ying discovered her fone went missing.. We were quite panicky, coz dis would add another thing 2 her misery.. Actually seeing her cry, reali veri xin tong.. Wish 2 take some of her tong ku away.. But I noe I can't.. So de most I can do is 2 offer her a listening ear n a shoulder 4 her 2 lean on.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 White Sands Mac 2 haf our brunch.. N de funny thing was it ended wif mi, ying, carol n Junli, de 4 hu moved everything n pack everything back.. Wif de exception of HY.. Met baby @ Mac wif de rest.. N de rest were luffing @ his head.. Haha.. Cute rite? &lt;br /&gt;  After catching some slp, met him 2 go out.. Was supposed 2 watch Spiderman 2 @ PS, but changed our plans 2 watching midnite @ Yishun coz there was an overwhelming response 4 de show.. So alighted @ Dhoby Gaut, went 2 shop ard, looking @ Digicams, n oso fooling ard.. It was quite fun.. Went 2 Raffles 2 eat my ban mian.. Sedap.. Haven had such nice 1 since Cine's foodcourt closed dwn. Walked slowly dwn 2 Esplanade, coz he wanted 2 erase de unhappy moments where we quarrelled @ de top of terrance wif sweet memories.. So totful.. Listened 2 some guy sing, n chatted 4 a while. Had cotton candy.. It's been awhile since I had 1.. Gt it all over my finger while he din.. Hmz.. Unfair..&lt;br /&gt;  But somehow, we quarrelled on our way back.. *sigh* Wish I could go back in time 2 erased all those things we said.. Ended up din even reali watched de movie.. But from de lil' parts dat I gt in2 my mind.. It's nt dat bad a movie.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Sun&lt;/strong&gt;.. Woke up 2 repeated calls n endless msg left by him.. Haiz.. He even managed 2 pull in my frens.. *pengz* If nt 4 my bro, he wouldn't b able 2 get in my hse.. So he owes my bro 1.. After many tears, words, n some other things, we finally kissed n make up.. Guess it's from dis quarrels n fights where pple start 2 grow, n noe wad izzit they reali want.. It makes u noe wad is impt n wad's nt..&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 925 2 makan.. FINALLY gt 2 eat my bbq chix le.. N de chix rice was reali yummy.. Can't get another stall wif beta chix rice.. Acc him 2 Pasir Ris, n went 2 return my books @ de same time.. After dat went 2 mit my mum @ Northpoint.. Had dinner wif her.. Kena forced 2 eat somemore.. OMG.. &lt;strong&gt;Fat&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Had honeydew sago, rem during sec sch daes, I would eat it whenever we go 2 de food court.. Those were de daes.. Miss dem.. Den went 2 John lil' wif mum where she tried on a few tops n a skirt.. Finally, she made her decision, n I decided 2 buy it 4 her since it was a long time since i gt anything 4 her.. But can c she was reali touched.. De lil' things u do 2 make ur loved ones hapi would oso add up 2 ur own happiness.. &lt;br /&gt;  1 weekend burned juz like dat.. Miss him.. Till next weekend... tata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108895295910089699?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108895295910089699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108895295910089699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108895295910089699' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108827291815112371</id><published>2004-06-27T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T02:01:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Yeah! Baby finally booked out todae liaoz.. Hehe.. But bcoz I watched my sassy girl laz nite, I couldn't wake up on time dis morning.. Had 2 rush all de way n took cab dwn.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Met Halil @ White Sands.. He's in de same camp as Alex.. Such coincidence rite? Parents' visit dae saw him, den todae oso saw him.. Wanted 2 go draw money but de machine ran out of cash 2 dispense.. Went 2 mit Alex wif nil cash in my wallet.. Haha.. Ate chicken baked rice @ Swensens wif him.. Though it can't reali make de mark as compared 2 other Swensens, but hmm... it has never tasted beta.. &lt;br /&gt;  Den acc him 2 his place 2 put his things, haf a shower n off we went 2 army market.. When we went there, it was quite crowded.. Reminded mi of Erd, Jian Bin, Jing Min n Annabelle.. Dunno y.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went on 2 Bugis n bought a top from 77th Street, n a small sling bag from Bugis Village.. Feel so hapi n satisfied wif my buys.. But wif my continuous shopping spree gg on, I could go broke but wif lotsa stuff on my hand.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went back hm 2 rest 4 awhile. Was supposed 2 go 2 his place 4 dinner, but halfway thru, I chickened out.. Yupz.. I chickened out.. Dunno y wif large grp of pple whom I dun reali noe, I get intimidated easily, esp it's his family.. So afraid of gifing de wrong impression n everything..&lt;br /&gt;  So off he went off alone.. Felt a lil' guilty.. Ultimately, fell aslp 4 a short while. Went 2 mit him @ yishun 10 2 watch windstruck.. De korean movie.. A hilarious cum "sob-sob" cum draggy movie.. De 1st part was totally funny, while de middle n near laz part was reali sad, it could make some1 cry buckets.. N de stupid thing is dat it made mi cried alot.. Dunno y.. Perhaps it's juz dat I put myself in dat girl's shoes ba.. Feel so sad.. It was kinda draggy @ de laz part.. But nevertheless, I reali enjoyed de movie.. I guess either I would watch it de 2nd time or perhaps I will buy de VCD.. 4 those hu haf watched my sassy girl, there's a lil' linkage here.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 925 4 supper.. Eat till veri full.. Yummy.. Den followed him back 2 his place 2 collect his stuff b4 coming 2 my place.. He's gonna slp over tonite coz tmr we r supposed 2 follow my mum 2 church.. Felt veri bad when his dad commented dat I'm like pulling his son away away from him.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;  Hmm.. Todae Toot is gonna come back le.. Wonder hw Ying is feeling rite nw.. Called her but she din ans.. Hopefully, she will b ok soon.. Seeing her like dat reali veri heart pain.. Let's juz hope everything is gonna b alrite soon.. N dat de path will straighten out eventually..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108827291815112371?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108827291815112371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108827291815112371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108827291815112371' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108818376920830401</id><published>2004-06-26T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T01:16:09.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Got a new blog skin again... Hehe.. Nice ma? Think dis looks sweet.. So gt my bro 2 help mi change it.. N I did de editing myself.. So proud of myself.. =P&lt;br /&gt;  Wee.. In juz under 10 hrs times, he's gonna book out.. So hapi.. Lalala... N excited.. Dunno y.. Watching Sassy Girl nw. Reali damn funny, wif it's romantic notions here n there.. &lt;br /&gt;  Was supposed 2 go else where todae, but din go coz Jarlyn changed her mind laz min.. So went 2 925 2 makan wif ying, juan, joe n sand.. Sand was reali funny wif all her funny expressions n tok.. Reali like la bi xiao xin sia.. Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 Northpoint wif juan 2 juz walk ard.. Den went 2 NTUC 2 shop 4 groceries.. Poor juan everytime haf 2 go wif mi, den kip saeing dat de way I spend in NTUC is horrible.. Speaking of which, I'm reali damn hungry nw...Hmm... Gonna stop myself from eating late @ nite.. Hehe.. Yeah!! Can't wait 2 c him tmr.. Gonna go watch my show liaoz.. Byez... Tata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108818376920830401?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108818376920830401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108818376920830401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108818376920830401' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108800745467880180</id><published>2004-06-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:17:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  I haf been wking 4 de past few daes.. N I'm feeling reali bushed nw.. My left arm felt as though it's been sprained.. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 Sentosa wif Ying, Sandra n Jarlyn on Mon after much delibration n discussion on Sundae nite while having supper @ S11.. Was basically juz lazing ard in de sun.. I kinda enjoyed myself wif all our girly tok.. Was supposed 2 mit Erd, Ninie n JB, but din mit dem in de end, coz I din notice de time passing mi by.. Sori guys, will try 2 arrange 4 another outing...&lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 Fishermen Village instead.. By de time we reached there, it was like abt 8 plus.. Was reali pissed off by some of dem.. Make Jarlyn cry somemore.. Sometimes words can hurt wifout u meaning or even actually delibrately hurting a person.. Nevertheless, mi, ying, huat, jarlyn, sandra kinda enjoyed ourselves. De place was quite nice, wif de typical seaside kampong atmosphere.. Food was oso quite nice.. Was toking 2 him on de phone, n it felt like he was so near yet so far.. Kept asking him 2 swim over.. Hehe... Den kena scold by him, n he kips insisting dat S'pore waters haf sharks n everything, claiming dat it's de most dangerous species.. Dunno izzit true anot..&lt;br /&gt;  Gonna go shopping wif ying tmr.. Weee... Feel a lil' hungry rite nw... *sigh* Gg 2 slp soon liaoz.. *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yippie... 2 more daes 2 book out dae... Lalala...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108800745467880180?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108800745467880180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108800745467880180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108800745467880180' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108757878455536209</id><published>2004-06-19T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T01:13:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Haven been blogging 4 de past week.. Haf been wking nt stop from 7am - 6pm since mon.. Everydae it's gg out b4 de sun is out, n gg hm after de sun has set.. &lt;br /&gt;  Got back from hm nt long ago from watching movie.. Watched "Best Bet".. 4 a local standard, it's quite remarkable although there r lots of hokkien spoken in de movie, n of coz vulgarities uttered in dat language.. S'pore slangs were oso nt left out. Quite funny.. N of coz Jack Neo's movies almost ALWAYS haf a moral behind de story.. N I totally agree wif de moral of dis story.. Wan 2 noe wad it is? Go figure out urself.. Support de LOCAL MOVIE INDUSTRY!! =P&lt;br /&gt;  2 more daes 2 c him face-to-face... Yippie!!! But I'm juz nt so prepared 2 go wif his mum or dad.. Feel so awkward.. *sigh* N his sis's bf is gonna send us there by car... Lalala... Hopefully everything will go well... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108757878455536209?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108757878455536209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108757878455536209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108757878455536209' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108706180437044112</id><published>2004-06-13T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T01:36:44.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Had a tiring dae todae wking.. Think it's bcoz I'm juz too used 2 my tai tai life le ba.. But I supposed I've gt 2 kip working in order 2 make time pass faster n kip myself occupied..&lt;br /&gt;  Was supposed 2 start @ 10am todae.. But somehow, I din hear de alarm ring.. De funny thing was dat I could b waken up by msg throughout de nite, which is like a whole lot softer den my alarm.. Luckily, Alex msg mi n I was woken up by his msg @ abt 9.16am.. So it was mad rush 4 mi all de way till I reached ST @ 10.30am.. &lt;br /&gt;  Did Auspac todae.. N they were like so fussy, asking 4 things each time I go n check if there were any dirty glasses or if there were anything 2 top up.. OK.. It's nt ALL of dem, but 1 or 2 of dem.. Den went 2 relieve Ann Sia from Conf Room.. Think de period btwn 10.30 till abt 1, I din do anything much @ all.. Even till abt 3pm, I was juz folding napkin all de way. But still feel slpy all de way.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  Served Bridal tbl todae wif Joni.. Somehow, I feel dat wking wif Chris is so much beta.. N de whole dinner was quite uneventful, although Ganesan made us fold 250 napkins within an hr, which mi, Juan n Liyin proudly did it within de stipulated time.. &lt;br /&gt;  But my luck went out in de middle of de dinner.. My freaking heel chose 2 break @ dat time.. Damnation.. So I struggled 2 serve 1 coz b4 gg down 2 glue my stupid heel.. N I tot I was lucky.. My heel broke a 2nd time after dinner, n I had 2 waddle.. But thankfully, de dinner has ended n there wasn't much left 2 do.. Had 2 borrow heels from Ying so as 2 send de food n things up 2 de couple.. Hmz.. N some1 came up wif de ingenious idea of tearing of de heel completely, like de mentos advertisement, which I did in frustration.. Gt 2 figure out hw 2 get heels 4 wk tmr (whole dae) n Mon.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;  Waited 4 his msg de whole dae.. But like wad Juan saes, he's in NS, nt in some fancy places.. So gt 2 b understanding.. But dat din stop mi from feeling beta when he FINALLY msg mi.. Hehe.. Feel so hapi.. Dunno y.. Wanted 2 tok 2 him, n finally gt thru after repeated tries, den de chef ask mi 2 pick up.. *sigh* Think tmr can't tok 2 him again.. Haiz.. Miss him so much.. Hopefully, can c him in my dreams.. (Yaya.. I'm getting more n more corny.. But dun blame mi, coz I'm lovesick.. Heez..)&lt;br /&gt;  Gt 2 go slp liaoz.. But mum still watching Winter Sonata.. *yawnz* Wonder hw m I gonna tahan tmr.. Take it as it is ba.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108706180437044112?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108706180437044112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108706180437044112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108706180437044112' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108696550146444110</id><published>2004-06-11T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T22:51:41.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Time pass so fast.. Todae is Fri le.. N Alex is already on 2 his next stage of life. N I'm still here blogging.. &lt;br /&gt;  Went 2 stay @ his place laz nite. Felt a lil' awkward though. It's wif mum's blessings n a lil' white lie on her part. Guess she reali understand dat we nid some time together b4 he leaves 4 NS.&lt;br /&gt;  Couldn't slp well laz nite, coz I knew dat in de morning, I wouldn't b able 2 c him 4 like 2 weeks le.. Ya, 2 weeks cannot b comparable 2 3 mths, dat's wad every1 saes. But no1 noes de feeling of missing some1 so much 2 de extent dat u feel like ur heart is breaking.. He was reali sweet laz nite, singing song 2 mi although it was in broken parts. But it's de tots dat counts rite? Besides, I've been bugging him 4 so long. He oso bought a Precious Moments Musical Ball, as a surprise.. It's gonna kip mi company.. &lt;br /&gt;  Well, after hearing so much abt Tekong from my guy pals, I finally haf de chance of gg 2 de island itself. I admit dat I was kinda looking for a more primitive kind of buildings n campsites. But it turned out dat they were modern, n it was as though u were juz gg 2 a sch @ another part of Singapore, nt counting de ferry ride n all.. &lt;br /&gt;  Well, mi, Alex's fren's aunt n mum had de privilege of touring ard de camp while de guys went abt doing their orientation. It was quite interesting reali. N I haf de rare chance of seeing women soldiers. N apparently, pple does not noe de existence of women soldiers since they were oohing n ahhing over dem. Thinking back, de looks on their faces were priceless, I would sae. Bcoz women can oso do their part 4 de nation.. &lt;br /&gt;  Had lunch wif him, his frens, Guan Ji n Jackson, n of coz Jackson's aunt n mum. De food wasn't up 2 standard but it isn't dat bad as compared 2 de Zoo's food, I guess. *grinz* Saw Wee Kee, a sec sch mate, n their were in de same co. though nt in de same platoon..&lt;br /&gt;  We parted @ de ferry terminal. N no, there were no teary goodbyes or any sort. De tears would come lata in de nite.. &lt;br /&gt;  Hmm.. Reali miss him so.. N it's hard nw 4 mi 2 think of him nt being ard mi.. N 4 de next few mths, or even 4 de next 2 and a half yr, he will oni haf a limited amt of time 2 spend wif mi.. Juz like wad he saes, b4 we noe it, we would b together 4 3 yrs, but in reality, we r oni together 4 like abt 4 mths.. It's true 2 some extents. But during de times of absence, I supposed it takes even more 2 maintain a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;  Gonna work tmr @ 10am.. While he will begin his new routine @ Tekong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*So near, yet so far..*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108696550146444110?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108696550146444110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108696550146444110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108696550146444110' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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-6886324.post-108671719459601331</id><published>2004-06-09T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T01:53:14.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Had a fun time todae... Met Juan, Huat, Sam, Sophia n Mark wif Alex.. Den went 2 Shaw House 2 haf dinner.. It's @ a jap restaurant.. Food is ok.. &lt;br /&gt;  It's been a long time since all of us went out.. N it was supposed 2 b 4 x 2 todae.. As in de 4 gers bringing their bf... Sad 2 sae, it's oni 3 x 2 + 1 coz Sophia's bf was bz wif wk.. Nevertheless we had fun crapping, horsing ard.. Went 2 a nice hangout place wif a cozy ambience.. N did I mention dat if I were 2 haf a cafe, I will absolutely want dat kinda design etc.. &lt;br /&gt;  Had Choc Milkshake, but I think de Strawberry Milkshake is much beta though.. N Choc Float comes in a small jug, n it's kinda retro.. After some time in de small place, we 'migrate' up 2 a small room upstairs so dat we could haf more room.. &lt;br /&gt;  Played heart attack n de 1st few rounds were like exciting.. N I suppose pple outside would haf heard our loud screams n laughter.. Hehe.. Had a fun time.. N I guess all of us reali spend ourselves playing afool, toking etc.. Spend a total of abt $130 on drinks n fries.. De fries was yummy.. *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;  3 more daes... N counting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886324-108671719459601331?l=doodlingspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108671719459601331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886324/posts/default/108671719459601331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlingspot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108671719459601331' title=''/><author><name>agape83</name><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></feed>
