<?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-33431842</id><updated>2011-07-07T14:46:49.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jazz</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>227</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4078767712864960230</id><published>2009-10-22T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:32:21.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its cruel</title><content type='html'>sth has happened recently and it almost turn the whole hse upside down... bro got his gf preg for 2 mths and they r onli 18, 19 yrs old... typical trend nowadays... of cos my parents got mad upon knowing... it was a heavy lecture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz~ aniwae, it was a sad decision made - abortion... what to do... both of them r still studying n my bro hav yet 2 enter ns... so they hav decided tat the best solution will b to abort the 2 mths old baby n the op was scheduled tis morn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to the clinic tis morn mainly to pay for the operation... if i aso dun help my bro, who's gona help him... so i've got no choice... i jus hope tat my money wun go to a waste... hopefully they will learn n grow frm tis lesson... when i reached n saw my bro's gf sitting on the sofa lookin so depressed, somehow i reali pity her... perhaps bcos in my mind i'm tinkin of all the procedures she nd 2 go thru later.... her emotional &amp;amp; physical pain... tis is sth tat she must go thru... haiz~~ 早知今日何必当初。。。thankfully she's fine aft the op... just some cramps n bleeding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm kind of against it... afterall its a life... killing a heartbeat, tats reali cruel... but given their situation its reali tough 2 come out wif a decision not to say keep the baby... when she was signing the consent form n about 2 proceed to the op room, i reali gt the urge 2 ask her again, "is tat ur final decision?? no regrets??" but i couldnt get myself to speak... was having mixed feelings in mi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1 hand, i'm hoping she will reconsider keeping the baby but on the other hand, i'm afraid she will reali gif up on abortion n it will b a lifetime burden 2 all of us... who's gona feed the baby??? who's gona look after n educate the baby?? n the mum cant even promise to be there for them... the baby's future could b ruin too... jus like olympic who has a mother like felicia... if i'm olympic, i rather my mum not to gif birth 2 mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz~ its reali a selfish act or maeb not... more of like a courageous act perhaps... i understand tat its reali not ez to come to tis decision n drag ur legs to the op room n lying down hopelessly on the op seat waitin for the doc to kill a life tat has grown in u even though its just for 2 mths.... even if its just for a day, i will tear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tot of killing a life makes mi lose my slp at nite... the moment i close my eyes, the images came 2 my mind... every now n then i cant help tinking of the baby is goin 2 die 2dae n ya its reali dead now... the baby is so innocent... he has been waitin so long for the chance 2 reincarnate n lead a new life but he didnt even hav the chance to see tis world... a false hope... some parents want baby aso dun hav but yet there's so many mothers choosing to abort.... sad.... i can onli say the baby came at the wrong time.... the more i tink of it, the more i feel like crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz~~ *depressed* its making mi lose my appetite n mood in everyting... wats more i'm the 1 paying for the abortion so i feel like i'm the 1 who paid to kill the baby.... the feeling isnt good at all... i feel so guilty, so sorry... i wonder if the mum feels so... but she seems ok... i tink maeb my mood is worse than her's.... ok, guess we all need time 2 recupperate....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4078767712864960230?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4078767712864960230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4078767712864960230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4078767712864960230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4078767712864960230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-cruel.html' title='its cruel'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2892292956346568666</id><published>2009-07-26T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:43:51.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day @ Vivo</title><content type='html'>finally went out wif vien on fri... haha... ya finally cos it has been postponed since duno hw long ago... ha... i used 2 tink tat vivo is very big bt actually it isnt... the 2 of us were like walking round n round passing all the shops several times... n the best way 2 spend ur time fast is 2 enter a shop n try the clothes... sumore trying doesnt cost u any... just dun b tempted aft tat... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i nv get 2 hav pigeon, i've gt a nice meal wif vien n dear who came 2 meet us aft work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03089.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当归烤鸭 - 3rd time eating tis... love the taste of 当归 bt the duck meat needs improvement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03088.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;湖南芝麻鸡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03091.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三菇时蔬 - big n juicy mushrooms.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03092.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice spread of dishes... YUMMY!!! n dear ordered another dish at the latr part - chicken wings with sum kind of swt sauce.. nice too bt the taste of the sauce is abit too strong n the meat a little too tough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03090.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went hm wif a pair of tired n sour legs... aft a day walk of cos its tiring bt thankfully i've gt my dear to gif mi a nice massage... hehe... bt shopping is a gd form of exercise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n finally i've tried the oreo cheesecake frm bakerzin... nt bad bt isnt reali very nice... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03084.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still prefer the choc amer... 4ever so nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03082.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango mousse cake from bakerzin as well... looks pretty bt i personally find it too soft (i noe cos its mousse cake.. ha) n nt much of the fresh mangoes... I WANT MANGO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03086.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i still prefer The Royals.... my bd cake last yr... tis is wat i call "Mango Cake"... haha... c hw generous they r... lots of fresh mangoes.... I LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/mybdcake.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2892292956346568666?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2892292956346568666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2892292956346568666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2892292956346568666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2892292956346568666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-vivo.html' title='A Day @ Vivo'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7420767520972962742</id><published>2009-07-19T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:24:56.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy yummy</title><content type='html'>My favourite pastime - eating n eating n eating.... Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02966.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating this makes mi feel young... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02968.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new version is nt bad... tink betta than the other 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03025.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will love tis if u love seaweeds!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crispy cookies with rich choc... *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unique flavour bt quite salty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt bad... but there's another nicer version.. will post the pic when i buy it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02895.jpg" height="500"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starhub staffs love tis... ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03077.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice choc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03080.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQ always sae, a hungry woman is an angry woman... so i'm the reverse??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a full woman is a happy woman??? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch harry on fri nite, quite a disappointing show.. boring i will sae... hopefully the nxt story will be better... i prefer transformers over harry... maeb bcos there's more actions than words tat prevented me from zzzzZzz even though i'm seated at the 4th row frm the front!!! haha... my neck hurts aft the show... bt i tink bumblebee is cute... LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nv expect myself 2 b watching transformers cos i rmb i always tell tis particular poly fren to stop toking abt transformers cos only he is interested... but who noes the movie is actually quite nice... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n vien, i've prepared charcoal alr... ready for bbq... LOL... u understand rite??? haha... so u shd noe wat 2 do ar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7420767520972962742?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7420767520972962742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7420767520972962742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7420767520972962742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7420767520972962742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/07/yummy-yummy.html' title='Yummy yummy'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8895106686935502102</id><published>2009-07-17T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:39:07.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Choc Cake</title><content type='html'>YUMMY!!! I love this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC03016.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8895106686935502102?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8895106686935502102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8895106686935502102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8895106686935502102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8895106686935502102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-choc-cake.html' title='The Best Choc Cake'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5051120506001914029</id><published>2009-06-29T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:02:21.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Supper</title><content type='html'>Dear's trying very very hard to make mi fat. Don't believe?? See evidence below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Choc cake from Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02716.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - All time favourtie mango cake from Bengawan Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02898.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Strawberry cheese cake from Bakerzin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02739.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Fruit Gateau from Bengawan Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02743.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri &amp;amp; Wkends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02734.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 wk latr... more n more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02890.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02904.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02905.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today - Cheng Teng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02900.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml - Campbell maeb???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC02678.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe i can eat so much rite?? Haha. Now u noe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5051120506001914029?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5051120506001914029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5051120506001914029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5051120506001914029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5051120506001914029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-supper.html' title='My Supper'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8967228302994580042</id><published>2009-05-10T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T06:47:26.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward to my break</title><content type='html'>just 1 more week 2 go n i'm officially jobless... nt bcos they fired me is bcos i fired them... lol.. maeb i shd sae, i'm officially taking a break... has been tokin abt quiting duno hw many decades ago bt yet i still continue with tis job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft 1.5 yrs of working &amp;amp; having known so many colleagues there, this decision doesnt come easy for me... however, its just a matter of time i will resign... the main reason y i chose 2 leave now is bcos the company is shifting to ubi by 17th May... my boss n my colleagues were all encouraging mi to finish my contract before i quit... as my contract will b ending on 19th June n there will b a bonus if i were 2 finish it... though its just 5 weeks at ubi, i noe it will b like 5 mths to mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss was kind of shocked when i gave her the resignation letter on 30th April but she rejected it n ask mi to re-consider again... maeb she tot i will finish my contract tak the bonus then resign... she's been reali nice &amp;amp; even mentioned she can ask her hubby come fetch mi in the morn... bt i've got to leave hm at 6.30AM!!!! TATS EARLY!!! watsmore, she even prepared my name slip at my desk n tat makes mi feel kind of bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been tinkin over the qn "should i or should i nt??" over the wkends... n i even tot of cabbing frm my hse 2 the shuttle bus pick up pt at serangoon... ya i noe i'm super lazy... bt eventually i still tender aft the wkends... i noe i will b happier if i were 2 quit than to continue at ubi... n thx 2 my dear, u help mi to analyse n tats how i manage 2 b firm on my decision... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thank u so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps to some, they will reali work for the sake of tat bonus... but to me, its definitely a NO... distance has always been my top criteria in finding a job... watsmore its at such a ulu place... if nt for the guiltiness in mi, i wouldnt even reconsider... taurus r just stubborn... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, its gd to tak a break too... 休息是为了走更长远的路。。。so i will b available aft 15th may, feel free to ask mi out!! haha... haven been hangin out wif my frens for so long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8967228302994580042?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8967228302994580042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8967228302994580042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8967228302994580042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8967228302994580042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-forward-to-my-break.html' title='Looking forward to my break'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2971511182975027269</id><published>2009-04-13T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:32:02.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fragility of life is so unpredictable</title><content type='html'>I must be too naive to believe that 好人会长命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, 11 April, Dear &amp;amp; I were queuing up in the bank when his dad called to say that Rich had past away. Come on who will believe that when we rmb clearly that a recent news article said that he was recovering &amp;amp; returning back to work. It was only till we went to a wireless zone &amp;amp; surf the web then we believe it. Shocked, but tats the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was only 48 &amp;amp; had been DBS CEO for just few mths but nw, he's gone. Been reading all the news article on him but there's 1 particular portion that left a deep impression in mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE day, on his way in to work, Mr Richard Stanley was stopped at the DBS Tower One lobby by a new security guard who did not recognise him. Instead of flying off the handle, the late chief executive of DBS Bank simply gave the guard a wink and a big pat on the shoulder, before passing him his name card with a hearty laugh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i may not noe him, bt i'm deeply saddened upon knowing his death. Somehow i just felt very sour in within mi. Perhaps bcos i'm lookin at his wife's view. She's gona be alone frm now on, putting up a brave front. Although she may hav kids to accompany her, but the feeling is still different. Imagine losing ur companion, ur lover, ur husband, ur another half. Its as gd as losing everything, leaving behind the memories......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this being too unfair??? Or isit like wat my dear always said, the amt of money u can earn in this life is fixed. The time will come for u to bid gdbye once u've enjoyed enuf. Sounds true??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, we shd all learn to cherish whatever we have now. Everyday is a gift &amp;amp; it shd not be taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~My Condolences~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2971511182975027269?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2971511182975027269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2971511182975027269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2971511182975027269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2971511182975027269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/04/fragility-of-life-is-so-unpredictable.html' title='The fragility of life is so unpredictable'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3100371273531909063</id><published>2009-02-26T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:16:54.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROM ~ 28.12.08</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone, i'm finally back!! Haha... do understand that i'm a very busy ger, esp lately... endless tings to settle... haven get to hav a gd rest ever since oct... i seriously need 1 now, else i'm gona collapse very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update to those who r still kept in the dark, i'm married... as on 28 Dec 08... it was actually a last min plan for us due to some family reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i've posted my wedding pics in facebook... i noe its been a long wait for most of u, bt like i said, i'm super BZBZBZ... no time 2 even rest whr gt time 2 bother abt posting pics on facebook... sumore its like there's a total of 282++ pics... of cos i didnt post every single 1 of them but i supposed it should be enuf to satisfy u ple.... haha... esp those that nv get 2 attend... hope u all wun b angry wif mi k?? cos the 2 of us r alr "squeezing ourselves dry" for this wedding... no finance support from parents... so we can onli afford limited guests... wats more, its just a solemnization...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worry, u all will b invited to my actual dinner in maeb 2, 3 yrs time?? depending on hw fast both of us can save by then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i'm goin off 2 bed.. here's a pic 2 share... will b back some days or maeb wks latr to feed u guys with the details k??? haha... enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/ROM%2028%20Dec%2008/0_57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=77610&amp;amp;id=661432099&amp;amp;saved#/profile.php?id=661432099&amp;amp;ref=profile"&gt;Click to view more pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3100371273531909063?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3100371273531909063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3100371273531909063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3100371273531909063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3100371273531909063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2009/02/rom-281208.html' title='ROM ~ 28.12.08'/><author><name>Jazz</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://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/ROM%2028%20Dec%2008/th_0_57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4084584977055969024</id><published>2008-10-31T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:27:51.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Oct</title><content type='html'>Its a tiring day aft work. Realised that it was already 7.10pm when i left office. I tot i was supposed 2 end work at 6pm?? Didnt noe that i've worked an hr of OT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frm the start, my policy is strictly no OT. But OT's been very frequent for mi lately. But its just for friday. Since the nxt day is a non working day. 1hr of OT is still alrite for mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that when one has developed the sense of responsibility, working extra is nth 2 them. Have i?? Ha. Of cos i'm responsible but jus tat i dun c the need to commit in such a job. Or rather, to such a company. Well, there's too much 2 complain abt them n i shan't continue. Cos its no pt complaining either. I can only say, it all depends on how we view tings &amp;amp; how we want tings to be. Nth is perfect in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more mins to the end of Oct. Time reali flies. After Nov, soon its gona b Merry Christmas n Happy New Yr again. Reali fast. N I've actually worked for nearly 1 yr. It seemed like CNY just past but now we r less than 3 mths away frm 2009 CNY. Isnt that fast??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes i do wish tat the clock can b slower. It can b quite scary when time flies. Cos perhaps by the time u can get 2 rest n watch time crawl, u will realise white hairs on ur head, wrinkles on ur face &amp;amp; ageing skin. By then, most prob its already wat ple always say, 1 leg into the coffin. Tats life, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a mth plus since my godsis left us. I wonder whr n hw is she doin. Is she reali free frm sufferings now?? Hope she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss her..... N i believe its the same for the others too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, its time for bed. Nite every1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4084584977055969024?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4084584977055969024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4084584977055969024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4084584977055969024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4084584977055969024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/10/time.html' title='Bye Oct'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7529826673989131922</id><published>2008-09-28T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T04:58:02.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>姐姐，你好好上路吧！！</title><content type='html'>It has been a crying wk for many of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sent away my godsis on fri morn at 11plus. Though it has been a wk bt till nw i still cant accept the fact tat she had left us for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin back, I rmb meeting her last yr on Dec 13th, Thurs at Northpoint Cold Storage. She was shopping happily wif her husband &amp;amp; 2 kids. And April 13th was my last fone call wif her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though doc said she's left wif 3 to 6 mths bt i seriously tot she could make it. Nv did i expect her 2 leave us so soon. But looking frm her pt of view, its reali enuf. She had been suffering for the past 3 yrs. Having to go for so many checkup, chemo, injection, exercising n aso her medications. Its reali nt ez. If its mi, probably i would have gif up earlier than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i 1st went on tue nite, the moment i saw her young n pretty pic hanging at the funeral, my heart sank n tears welled up my eyes. Was tat real??? I noe it was but i'm still hopin tat it was just a nitemare. Sum1 who used to be so closed to mi when i was young, suddenly left. Hw can i accept???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plucked up my courage n tot i could get 2 c her for the very last time but hu noes, the coffin cover was closed. Bt i can understand, she doesnt want all of us 2 feel sad n cry when we c her face. Perhaps we shld hav go against her wish n visit her during her stay in hosp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ Bt wats the pt of saying all these?? She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i noe my pain can nv be compared to my godmum's. For these past few yrs, she devoted most of her time on her. But nw her beloved daughter will nv be back. Can u imagine the pain in her?? Tat nite she came forward, hugged my mum n cried. It was such a sour scene. I couldnt endure my tears either. I told myself i cant cry infront of her, i've gt to be strong but its impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But worst has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri was the last day of funeral but it was raining heavily early in the morn. The older ple always say its nt gd 2 rain n perhaps tat adds on to my godparents' sorrows. Tat was the 1st time i saw my godfather crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再强的人也有权利去流泪...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my godmum was crying non stop frm the morn till the end of the funeral. I was sitting bside n consoling her. But i myself cant control my tears. The sight of my godmum crying so bitterly as though sum1's tearing her flesh n heart out is reali heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can endure such a scene???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand her feelings... which mum can bear to part wif their kids?? Its more than just 9mths of labour n 37yrs of bringing up... Its the time n feelings both parties had n developed tog. Haiz~ Thru'out the funeral, she jus kept sitting there silently lookin at my godsis foto. Eventually, she said sth to mi n tis left a very deep impression in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said in tears,"都是我没有好好照顾她，姐姐才会走的。。。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing tat, my heart reali sank. I hugged her tight n cried, "这不是你的错。。。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept tinking tat its her fault n the heavy rain showed tat sister mus be crying n dun bear to leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心好酸。。。 这一切太惨忍了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali duno wat else shd i say except consoling her,"不要哭，姐姐会很难过的。。。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ My poor godmum. Its reali too much for all of us 2 bear. In my mind i was wondering if my godsis was bside us lookin at her family, her loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days her husband seemed ok but till the last day, while we were having the ritual he was sitting behind crying. And b4 moving the coffin, he went forward n hugged the coffin. Can u imagine the scene??? Having to part wif ur loved ones. Seeing ur wife lying inside. I felt the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~~ 好惨忍啊！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the crematorium viewing hall, when my godsis was being pushed out n about to be cremated, her 2 kids started calling "MUMMY!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天啊！！！你怎么可以那么绝情！！！那么狠心！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ i guess nw i jus nd time to slowly recover, to slowly 4get the pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace sis. May u have a longer, happier n healthier nxt life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7529826673989131922?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7529826673989131922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7529826673989131922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7529826673989131922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7529826673989131922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_28.html' title='姐姐，你好好上路吧！！'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5736177567137659059</id><published>2008-09-22T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:46:11.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>永别</title><content type='html'>It isnt a gd yr... Going 9 mths but there's nth especially good tat happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many tings have happened in the recent 3 mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st was my dad who's gt a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd was my bf's dad who's gt a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd was my mum's breast checkup report. It wasnt a positive one. I reali hope we were all wrong. Pls dun let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, when i returned frm work. Mum told mi my godsis passed away tis morn. 37 tis yr wif 2 young kids in lower pri. Ard 2 yrs ago, she was found to have breast cancer. Went thru a tough battle n finally she pulled thru. Bt so unfortunately, she suffered frm bone cancer aft tat. Recover frm tat but liver cancer was nxt. And lastly, the killer - brain cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been suffering these few yrs. It must b reali hard on her. Having to go thru all these at such a young age. Perhaps her leaving isnt a bad choice. Its gd 2 her, her parents n her family. But i just cant tak tis truth. It seemed too sudden. While my dad was in the hosp, she jus gt discharged frm hosp. Bt when my dad gt discharged, she gt admitted till tis morn. And tats when doc said she's left wif 3 to 6 mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tis is just too much for mi to accept. My sis just left lidat. She used to dote on mi so much but i didnt even get 2 c her for the last time. She refused to let all of us visit her cos she knew she will cry. I wun blame her on tat. Cos she's the same as mi. I wun b feeling gd inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always rmb her as the pretty sis of mine. Always wearing pretty formal clothes n high heels to work n all of us having dinner tog. Bt she will only hav an empty plate infront of her, instead of a bowl of rice. Wat else?? Y cant i tink of animore???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat touches mi was, during my 21st bd party, i didnt invite her cos of her health condition but she gave my godmum a red packet n its for mi. She wrote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happy Birthday Sister!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Have Fun"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From : Katherine Kong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears just cant help rolling upon seeing the red packet nw. Tat was my 1st n only bd present frm her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss u, sis. Rest in peace. I will play ur part 2 look aft godmum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留下来的人才是最痛苦的。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5736177567137659059?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5736177567137659059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5736177567137659059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5736177567137659059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5736177567137659059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='永别'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6620579704695282430</id><published>2008-09-03T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:00:26.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a rare scene</title><content type='html'>As usual, was waiting at yishun platform for train ytd morning. Bt sumhw i gt the urge 2 board the empty train so i stood in the q n wait. Aniwae, this is nt impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impt part is, i saw tis train approachin but FORGOT TO STOP at Yishun. Ha. The train kept moving till almost at the end of the station, it stopped. I guess the driver finally realised tat he missed the station??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tinkin, wat would he do?? Reverse? LOL. Bt he didnt. The train continued moving aft tat few sec. Perhaps its bcos its gona collide wif the coming train if he reverse?? Cos the morning train interval is very short. 1,2 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to catch many ple lookin with ??? n smiling. Ha. It was such a rare scene bt i actually witness it. LOL. Bt who dun make mistake?? Sumore these drivers gt 2 wak up so early in the morn n travel such a long journey wif hardly ani breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt still, wat a morning joke. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6620579704695282430?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6620579704695282430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6620579704695282430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6620579704695282430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6620579704695282430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/09/wat-rare-scene.html' title='Wat a rare scene'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4801922257679836161</id><published>2008-08-31T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:07:45.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Deal</title><content type='html'>Sry guys, com was dwn for quite some time. A mth or 2?? Cant rmb. Been using a spare laptop lately but still i want sth tat belongs to mine. At least i can transfer my stuffs over n personalise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus nice comex 2008 is here. Took half day leave to go on fri. Its reali crowded but ok lar at least the flow is moving. Lots of deals but nt all were real great. Saw my T300 camera price. OH DEAR!! From $649 to $499 NOW!!!! ARGH!!! I didnt expect it 2 drop so soon. Bought it only in late April. 4 mths n the price.... But nvm, at least tis is sth i like n hav taken lots of nice pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's 1. A nice lambo i saw on fri aft Comex. Hee. Its so cool!! When can i hav 1?? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC01128.jpg" width="460" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But driving such a nice car n yet got to crawl like a tortoise due to heavy traffic is such a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC01129.jpg" width="460" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my new desktop. Got it at a very reasonable price. From a 15" to a 22" lcd n a super mini tower. LOL. I'm loving it!! Everyting looks so big now but its kind of too bright for my eyes. Ha. Trying to get use to it. Great for watching shows &amp;amp; gaming. It comes with wireless mouse n keyboard too. I hope the battery wun deplete so fast. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC01139.jpg" width="460" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, its back to game now. Ha. Addicted to gaming wif tis lcd. Cool~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4801922257679836161?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4801922257679836161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4801922257679836161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4801922257679836161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4801922257679836161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-deal.html' title='A Great Deal'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6674062708391127209</id><published>2008-07-20T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T05:42:31.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe in miracles.</title><content type='html'>My dad has been discharged last wed n is resting at hm right now. Many thanks to those who cared for mi during these few days. My good friends, colleagues n my dear. Reali appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sq who was the 1st to sms mi n showed lots of concern for mi n my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheanee who sms me all the way frm Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss n colleagues who's been caring for mi these few days, worried tat i will be very tired, they helped mi wif most of my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos my dear who's been always there for mi, cheering mi up, accompanying mi to the hosp, running errands for mi, helping mi wif the housework, lookin aft mi, reminding mi of my meals n consoling mi. You must have been so tired these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You SO MUCH!! I'm touched by all ur care &amp;amp; concern. At least i noe i'm nt alone. I still gt many frens who cared for mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my dad will recover fast n best is dun nd to go under the knife. Till nw i'm stil very against the idea of goin for the operation. Its nt like i hav no faith in the surgeons n technology, its jus tat i dun have faith in myself, i have no confidence for the future. Who can guarantee that there wun b ani adverse effect in the longterm??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps all these came too fast. I still find it very hard 2 accept. My dad was fine all along. Who will tink tat he will hav such a day at such a young age??? Everyday i'm thinkin, perhaps tis is jus a nitemare n it will b gone aft i wak up the nxt day. Bt y isit nt so??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was actually deciding to let my dad to go for the op asap, bt nw her tinkin changed. Perhaps under my influence. Bt wat i told her wasnt w/o ani evidence. Aniwae, nw tat she's willing to give my dad n herself more time, its a gd start. Her conversation wif a physican &amp;amp; "Dua Ya Peh" makes her realised tat she's been too rush for tings. Goes to show tat i'm right to go against her idea frm the start. Else, she would have signed for the op b4 my dad gt discharged. Guess all these r fated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt still i do believe in miracles n i'm startin to see it. God must hav heard my prayers when i visit the temple on Sat. Pls continue to bless my dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6674062708391127209?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6674062708391127209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6674062708391127209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6674062708391127209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6674062708391127209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-believe-in-miracles.html' title='I believe in miracles.'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2396544177787424813</id><published>2008-07-17T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T07:45:58.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To do or not to do, tats a tough qn</title><content type='html'>Results out - 85% blockage in his main artery n wif other 20% blockages in other arteries. My dad nd a coronary artery bypass surgery, which is to tak a vein frm his leg or arm n do a bypass frm the aorta n the clot artery so tat the blood can flow thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To operate or nt is a tough decision. Bt if no operation is done, we nv noe hw long can the 15% withstand the blood flow. Bt if we go ahead wif the operation, there's risks to consider too. Seriously wif his condition lidat, we all dun feel safe letting him resume work w/o ani treatment. We wun noe when will there b a 3rd time. Ya, the nxt heart attack will be the 3rd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos initially when we went for tomb sweeping few mths back, my dad experienced the same ting. Giddy, breathless n cold sweat. Bt we all tot is bcos of the hot n stuffy weather cos at the beginning of the day, i was the 1 feeling very uncomfy bt i was alrite aft sumtime. So we ignore the 1st warning since he was fine aft tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt hu noes, on Saturday, he experienced the same ting too. Or shd sae its a worse experience. He said he did feel pain in his chest n feel very terrible. And tats y he ended up in Coronary Care Unit. Bt he's reali very lucky for being conscious thru'out n able to ask his colleague to call for ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw tink back he is reali very very lucky to save back his life 2 times. Imagine during the 1st attack, it bcum serious n we still tot is normal giddiness n cold sweat. And what if we tot he's resting bt ended up he slpt n nv wak up?? And what if tis time round he was all alone or on the road. Its so dangerous lar. Shd b glad he's fine for nw. Jus tat the decision makin is tough. Its a lifetime ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gona go for praying maeb tis wkends, n i nd 2 do exercise too. Cos we nv noe isit inheritance cos given my dad age, its kind of too early for such illness. 1 gd reason is inheritance. So frm nw on, i've gt 2 look aft my own health, mus lead a healthy lifestyle tog wif my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth is more precious than ur gd health. Dun regret when its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Deep frm my heart, i pray for u*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2396544177787424813?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2396544177787424813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2396544177787424813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2396544177787424813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2396544177787424813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-do-or-not-to-do-tats-tough-qn.html' title='To do or not to do, tats a tough qn'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8373164638988998777</id><published>2008-07-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T06:49:24.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon, Dad</title><content type='html'>It wasnt a pleasant wkends. Was actually about 2 leave hm for shopping wif my dear on Sat but mum received a fone call frm dad's colleague saying that my dad has been sent to TTSH by an ambulance. Both of us were shocked by the call bt of cos my mum was more anxious n worried than mi. Her hands were shaking upon hearing the news. His colleague said that my dad was giddy so i was tinkin, well maybe is jus a minor issue. Cos i aso feel giddy b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed dwn in a cab wif mum to the emergency center bt couldnt get 2 c my dad cos sum1 was in there so both of us waited outside. While waiting, we saw many bedridden patients being pushed out. All of them looked fine to mi. So i assured my mum tat dad will b fine for sure. I was playing my ds till suddenly i heard sum beeping sound n saw a familiar patient n bag being pushed out frm the emergency center. I was like OMG!!!!! I duno hw 2 describe my feelings at tat moment. I jus shouted to my mum, "Its dad!!!" and quickly gave chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses told us to tak another lift up to lvl 6A so we rushed for the lift n went up. The moment i found 6A, i was speechless n started to shiver. The word "Coronary Care Unit" freak mi out. I was tinking, y isit so serious???? Y isit not a normal ward??? He was totally fine on fri nite n nv complain abt ani chest pain b4!!! Mus b they make a mistake!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the both of us rushed in aimlessly trying to look for my dad bt was told to wait outside for 30 min. 30 min can be very short bt ytd, the 30 min seemed like 30 hrs to us. Can see that mum was very frightened. Perhaps by the sight of the rms n patients inside. Its actually an ICU. 1 patient in a rm wif glass door n a nurse outside each rm. Just imagine it n u will noe hw worried we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the nurse came calling for us. Followed in n saw my dad lying on the bed wif so many equipments n needles poking into his hands. My heart felt so sour on seeing tat bt i held back my tears. Cos i noe its nt the time for mi to be emotional, i nd to be strong. My parents nd mi. Doc came to explain tat there's a clot in his heart n he will nd a further checkup (think they term it as Coronary Angiogram) tml to see if he will nd bypass surgery or balloon angioplasty. Its gona be so painful~~~~~ Haiz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali reali reali hope tat tml's report will be a positive 1. No matter hw bad tempered or stubborn he is, he's still my dad. Of cos i will wish tat nth bad happen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls, get well soon. We need you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8373164638988998777?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8373164638988998777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8373164638988998777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8373164638988998777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8373164638988998777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/07/get-well-soon-dad.html' title='Get Well Soon, Dad'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1946137488559099482</id><published>2008-07-07T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:29:39.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the right timing.</title><content type='html'>Am i lucky or unlucky??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was very dark when i alight at yishun tis evening. It looked like its going to rain any minute. Not wanting to waste time waiting for bus n squeezing thru the crowd, i walked hm. Actually i still prefer walking hm, save time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was hoping that i will b able to avoid the rain BT HU NOES.... as i was halfway hm, n jus 3 MORE STEPS to a sheltered area, i felt a big splash of water pouring dwn ON ME!!! I was like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE HELL WAS TAT???? CANT U CHECK 1st B4 U POUR WATER DOWN??? PLUS THATS NOT UR GARDEN!!!! WHO SAES U CAN POUR WATER DOWN AS N WHEN U LIKE??? U THINK WHAT?? THAILAND AR? WATER SPLASHING DAY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, must be some uncivilised ple. No pt quarrelling with them. Can only sae i'm unlucky. Bt at least i wasnt all drenched. Only my hair n the bottom of my jeans n slippers were partly wet. If nt i would hav shouted loudly which IDIOT IS TAT?? Cos normal reaction is faster "siam" so i quickly walk away bt still gt myself wet abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! I was trying to escape frm the rain n there i was wet frm some unknown source n reason. Dun even noe if the water is clean or dirty. Scully its for washing feet. Aniwae had a bath immed aft i reached hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls, dun let it happen the 2nd time. I'm made of paper!!!! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1946137488559099482?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1946137488559099482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1946137488559099482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1946137488559099482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1946137488559099482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-right-timing.html' title='Not the right timing.'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6211077442643190073</id><published>2008-06-22T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T07:32:36.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parties</title><content type='html'>Finally parties over. I'm dead tired. Travelling here n there over the wkends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was my sec sch friend's bd party @ Costa Sands, Pasir Ris. Well, i expected it 2 b hot n small n indeed it was. Dun reali hav the appetite 2 eat. Bt the food was nt bad. Bt curry AGAIN!!! I've been having 2 days of my mum's curry, plus 2dae is 3 days!!! Been running to the toilet so many times bt i like. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pics we took. Some of my sec sch friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC00747.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy - Zhen Hui. Bt he looked kind of hunch-back in tis pic. Ha. As usual his handwriting is SOOO NEAT!!! Tink he is still the only guy i noe with super neat handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC00744.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my poly fren's bd party @ her hse tis noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought her a psp with 4 of my frens. I'm tempted by the beauty of it. Bt i still tink DSLite is betta. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC00727.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Juan - the birthday ger &amp;amp; my poly mates. Another half couldnt turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/DSC00749.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, now its time to prepare for bed. Gotta go work tml. Tired. Aft 3 days of rest, seriously i feel lazy. Ha. If only i can stay hm everyday..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6211077442643190073?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6211077442643190073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6211077442643190073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6211077442643190073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6211077442643190073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/06/parties.html' title='Parties'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3561470396039437424</id><published>2008-06-20T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T02:45:10.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are BALLS</title><content type='html'>Its a Friday!!! Bt i'm at hm sitting on my "springy" computer chair. Ha. Took leave 2dae to buy a fren's present for this coming Sunday's party. Tml there's a birthday party invitation @ costa sands so i've gt no other time 2 buy tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i'm reali lucky tat i took leave 2dae. On wed, the stupid &lt;s&gt;boss&lt;/s&gt; BALLS - my colleague gave him tis nick, said tat he will be coming down to our side. Bt he didnt appear. I knew he's a scheming fellow. Surely he will appear 1 day &amp;amp; w/o warning. True enuf, he appeared 2dae bt FORTUNATELY i wasnt in office. Not tat i'm afraid of him, i jus hate seeing tat sickening face of his. Like wat my colleague said, he looked like a contractor. He even joked tat he will ask the contractor to repair the air con when he comes cos he reali looked like 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, b4hand we've already discussed among ourselves, whoever sees him coming will gif a warning 1st. And this guy shouted BALLS as a warning to everyone. The stupid BALLS must be so happy to hear ple calling him "Boss" but its not. We meant BALLS, ok? The greeting BOSS is only to the person whom we deem fit. And tat will nv b u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3561470396039437424?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3561470396039437424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3561470396039437424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3561470396039437424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3561470396039437424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-balls.html' title='You are BALLS'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4378882894105176348</id><published>2008-06-12T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:39:31.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's gona b Tough frm tml onwards</title><content type='html'>Like wat i expected my boss asked mi abt ytd's. Bt she is nt those stuck up boss. In fact, she is jus like a mother 2 mi. Very nice, understanding n flexible. She spoke up for mi when she was asked by her boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of worried that i'm gona put her in a difficult spot. Bt she explained tat i'm very fast with my work. Wat do u expect mi 2 do when there's nth??? She's gt the same tinkin as mi. I cant possibly stare blankly at the screen rite??? Bt she's suggesting mi to change to a more enclosed seat so tat i wun b caught again. C hw nice she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the recent bulk orders for PC Show. I always accept the order with nt a single word of complaint n will always try 2 finish it asap. I'm glad she noes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt tat old fogey mindset is, surf net means too free. Stupid ple. This is called upragding of general knowledge ok?? Sae i'm too free, u arent ani better. I bet the company can do w/o u either since u've gt the time 2 walk ard doin useless stuffs like finding fault with small fry like us n make unecessary complaints. So tats the only ting u can do huh??? Tat is SOO PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wat my dear said, for ard 1k, u can hire a security guard. So wats the pt of wasting so much money hiring sum1 like HIM. Hmm.... pardon mi, i shdnt sae SO MUCH $$, it shd b tat SMALL PATHETIC amt of $$. Given the lousy management, its obvious his pay isnt ani decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry if i didnt mention b4. Sth is reali wrong with the management board. Using cutting cost as the reason, they hired so many temps. When some of the temps can only work for a short period of time. After which, the perm gt to re-teach the new temps all over again n run the risk of mistakes made. Sumore when its a team tat needs the most manpower. Don't they noe tat "Time is MONEY"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company is the 1 who wanted temps, so wat had u gt 2 complain when the work's nt done or done wrongly??? Ended up, u've gt to compensate the customer for tis n tat. Wats wrong with this stupid company??? Shit in their brains. Bt i guess no smart perm will want to stay there either. Its a place for the idiots. Sry if i offend ani1 bt of cos there's still some smart n talented ple bt its onli the minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its a sucky place - rubbish collection centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish mi gd luck. Number porting starting tml. Or to be exact, when the clock strikes 12 latr. Cos of nt enuf manpower, i'm asked to do other team stuffs. Tats 1 of the reason for my change in seat. I dun wana do OT!! Wats the pt of mi working so hard for tat old fogey? He wun c it. ARGH!!! I've still gt 3 more mths to go. Life's tough frm tml onwards. If nt for the sake of my bonus, i would hav tender nw. Wat for contribute my bonus to his?? *Endure*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endurance is a form of virtue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4378882894105176348?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4378882894105176348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4378882894105176348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4378882894105176348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4378882894105176348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/06/sucky-day.html' title='Life&apos;s gona b Tough frm tml onwards'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5003406302669509620</id><published>2008-06-11T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:06:48.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm jus unlucky</title><content type='html'>It started off with the day raining n i sheltered a lady across the road tis morn. Previously a staff frm taka jewellery offered her umbrella to mi when it was pouring. Nw its my turn. Tot 2dae will b a gd day to start n end with. Everyting was fine till tis stranger appeared. I was only told who he was till he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was accused of "being too free" at my seat as i was surfing net. Just to add on, i wasnt surfing ani useless webbie. I was actually reading the online news, lookin ard mediacorp webbie for news, careers n articles etc. Imagine surfin the net for the whole day. Come on, u tink its a simple task?? Not to say surfing almost everyday to pass the 8.5hrs per day. Plus i'm nt the only 1 surfing. Some of them were like watchin youtube etc. Wat had u gt to say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm jus unlucky&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bcos i wasnt doin ani work u felt tat i was too free n redundant???? HALOW!!! When i was bz did u c it??? And wat can i do when the biz is nt gd for the day or at tat point of time??? I'm nt the 1 controlling the orders. Is the fault of u ple who didnt put in more effort to pull in more orders for us to be 8.5hr*60min*60sec bz with. So who can u blame??? Me again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven you heard of "治标不治本"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to stop ple frm eating shark fins, wats the best soln 2 it?? Stop providing the dish. As simple as tat. You dislike ple 2 surf net when they r TOO FREE, then stop providing us internet access!!! Isnt tat simple??? Wat's more, i'm just MAKING GOOD USE of the services provided by the company. Who's the 1 providing webspeed in the 1st place???? This is so funny. So isit my fault again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i've seen n understand y is the company always far far behind frm their rivals. Having such an old-fashioned n stuck up person as the dept head. How gd can the company be?? This kind of superficial person, only noe how to look at the surface. Looks like he prefers ple to gif him the fake impression. To take down notes on the company history, mission n vision???? Will tat please u??? :x Or u would rather i face the com or stare in space?? And make ple feel tat u hav such a stupid staff sitting there doing nth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told myself not to let it bothers mi n i tot i reali tat i could, bt i failed. Perhaps its bcos till nw, i dun tink i've did aniting wrong. Felt tat it was just so unfair to mi. Bt dun worry i'm fine nw. Sack mi if u dare. Its nt like i cant find other jobs. Who cares for such a job. I'm just working for the sake of working n to acc my dear for lunch. I shall c which kind soul will do bulk orders faster than mi n accurate too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i'm reali glad to have nice colleagues who speak up for mi. Thank you so much!! I appreciate it. At least i noe to them, i'm nt 1 who doesnt do my work or surf net when i'm supposed to be bz. Its gd enuf. Dun nd to feel unworthy for me. Some ple jus like to boss ard with their authority. So be it. This kind of ple is only fated to stay in such a pathetic little company with tat pathetic amt of salary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5003406302669509620?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5003406302669509620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5003406302669509620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5003406302669509620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5003406302669509620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-jus-unlucky.html' title='I&apos;m jus unlucky'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4020790706178097364</id><published>2008-06-02T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:19:42.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Be Safe Than Sorry</title><content type='html'>Guess tis is the 1st time i'm taking bus home aft work on a fine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find waiting for bus to be such a waste of time. Seriously i prefer walking. Its a good form of exercise for a person like me who dun hav the habit of exercising. And it can sort of train my walking speed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously i used to tak ard 8 min to walk frm somerset mrt station to office bt nw, with jus 6 min i'm at my seat. Trying to make it 5 min bt kind of hard as i nd to wait for the traffic n the office lift. While i'm on my way to the mrt station aft work today, my cousin called. She said she had a hard time catching up with mi. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt so unhealthy sitting for the whole of 8.5hrs in office n then aft work i'm still nt doin ani exercise. Walking is a gd form of exercise and it isnt tat time consuming. Bt then..... actually its reali dangerous for a ger to walk hm alone. Seriously, i wun noe if sum1 is stalking me cos the path i took is always the same, the only slight difference is maybe the timing. So actually its kind of risky too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wana regret aft tings happen. So from nw on, for my safety i shall make the effort to take bus then. Safety is more impt than aniting else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4020790706178097364?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4020790706178097364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4020790706178097364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4020790706178097364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4020790706178097364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/06/better-be-safe-than-sorry.html' title='Better Be Safe Than Sorry'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5994497991049257771</id><published>2008-05-29T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:07:18.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocked</title><content type='html'>I was told of a news by my mum few mins ago. My mum knew bcos she knew the ger's father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till nw i'm still shivering in fear. Tink bac, i'm reali lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times i will walk to the mrt station unless its raining or the bus so happened to come. When i returned frm work, i will always walk hm cos its so much faster compared to waiting for bus unless its raining, else i will surely walk hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a 19 yrs old indian ger was found naked (maybe half naked) n dead at the ground floor of a blk tat i will always pass by. She was suspected to be raped n threw dwn. Why the hell would someone stripped herself n jumped dwn naked rite??? So most prob she was raped, maybe gang rape. Not sure yet. Police r investigating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hearing this, i must say i'm reali lucky. Been walking tat path for so many yrs n THANKFULLY nth happened to mi!! If i'm the victim, i reali duno hw sia............. Dun dare to tink of it. And so happened tat these few days i always managed to catch the bus so i havent been walking tat path tis wk. Only when i returned frm work. Perhaps its fated. Fated to escape the tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime back, there's tis ger almost gt raped at a rubbish chute opp my hse area. She was dragged in at nite bt luckily the ger shouted for help n was heard by some ple frm the coffee shop. So, she was saved. Bt its still so dangerous. Tat area is my daily route to work aso. Looks like yishun is reali dangerous. No wonder the hse price is so low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So frm tml onwards, i shant tak the risk animore. I'm gona tak the bus hm. Reached hm latr bt at least its a safer way. Hopefully the police will nab the murderer(S) asap or maybe shd let the ger haunt the guy(S) everynite. Must make them worse than dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5994497991049257771?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5994497991049257771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5994497991049257771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5994497991049257771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5994497991049257771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/05/shocked.html' title='Shocked'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8468344065867940902</id><published>2008-05-26T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T06:02:33.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 May 2008</title><content type='html'>It’s been 13 days since I’m officially declared an adult. 13 May is my bd &amp;amp; 2dae’s the 13th day. So qiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, lots of things had happened this month. Firstly, on my bd party, Myanmar was hit by cyclone n China’s Sichuan encountered a deadly earthquake on 12 May. Fortunately its nt on May 13. If nt it will b like sheanee’s bd – 11 Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earthquake reali set mi thinking. However, there's too much for mi to say right now. Too many images, too many stories, too many tots in my mind. Bt i just wanted to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"We shd b glad tat we r born in a disaster-free country (at least for nw). Its already a blessing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, put aside the sad stuffs. The main purpose of this post is to blog abt my actual bd. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear took leave to celebrate my bd again on my actual day when i tot i'm gona find plans for myself. Was actually tinking of goin shopping alone n buy lots n lots of tings to please myself. He must be afraid i will use up the credit limit tats y he took leave to acc mi. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i dun reali spend tat much or i shd sae its hard for mi to find sth nice to buy. Just like slippers. I can tak months or a yr to find 1 tat i'm satisfied wif. Bt recently i bought 3 pairs in 1 wk time. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, both of us went harbourfront in the noon. Its my 2nd visit there. Well well well, seriously there's nth nice. LOL. In my opinion lar. Nth nice for mi to buy aso except for tis shop "Mother's Garden". I love the stuffs there. SO SWEET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st i tot its for babies or kids. I saw tis soft ball n was telling dear,"The ball is gd for cookie miki." Then he said,"This is for dog or human?" Without tinking i told him of cos is for human lar. Bt hu noes ard us were all dog stuffs. LOL. Dog beds, clothes, accessories. Opps. Hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this nice bunny top n wanted to buy for Miki.... So cute rite???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00197.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt then Miki cant fit in the size available. Ha. She's getting FATTER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Dian Xiao Er for our lunch. 1st time lunching there. Managed to get a seat with this view. Bt bcos of the construction in progress, the scenery wasnt tat great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00176.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st time seeing the train. Haha. I noe i'm a mountain tortoise bt just keep it to urself, ok?? Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00185.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pimple tat appeared at the wrong time. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00179.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice herbal duck. I love the "dang gui" taste. Excellent. Bt the duck meat isnt tat fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00181.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbal soup. Well, im in love herbal stuffs since young. Bt dun expect too much frm tis. It isnt tat great. Soup restaurant's herbal soup is still the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00182.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tou-fu. Cant rmb wat isit. Bt i tink is called as "Ma po tou fu". Nt bad. Has a very homely taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00186.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice nice fish. Only available at Vivo branch. I ate 80% of it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00187.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Yummy!! Nan de i finished my rice. Haha. Cos i'm super hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00189.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt overall the food is nt bad. Worth trying if u gt the time to sit dwn n enjoy the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft the meal we went walked ard n so happened to see sth so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little boy is EXTREMELY CUTE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00198.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime he walked a few steps, he will sit dwn on the floor, even if its in the middle of the path. He will jus sit dwn there n eat his swt while his mother stood there looking n calling him. (His mum is the 1 wearing the white 1/2 pants n pushing a pram.) Aft sumtime, he will stand up, walk a few steps n sit dwn again. SO CUTE RITE!!! And he seemed to be extremely interested in those special markings on the floor area. He was sitting on tis small circle in the middle of no whr when we 1st saw him. SO CUTE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tinking if tats my son, shd i scold or shd i lauf??? Ha. Bt i realised sth, i nv see Caucasian mothers scolding their kids in the public. Realised tat??? Its always the Chinese mothers scolding the kids like nobody biz infront of so many ple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, 3hrs aft the lunch, we went for dinner. LOL. Had it at Sakae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00200.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And had my 2nd cake at hm. My all time favourite fruit cake frm my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00162.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00166.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00171.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00172.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00174.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8468344065867940902?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8468344065867940902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8468344065867940902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8468344065867940902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8468344065867940902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/05/13-may-2008.html' title='13 May 2008'/><author><name>Jazz</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://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/th_DSC00197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8921979052787715066</id><published>2008-05-20T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T07:49:37.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Ok I know I haven been blogging for a long time. Ha. But pls excuse me, I was bz with my party previously. (So this post is going to be a super ultra long post. Most of the photos will be uploaded here. You can save it if u want. Save the trouble of me sending to everyone. Hee) Weekends weren’t rest days for me n my dear. Both of us were bz sourcing n preparing for my party stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd May 2008, Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in Aranda at near 6pm. Was quite late bcos dear got lost n I didn’t know how 2 read a map. FYI, I failed my Geography. LOL. The suite wasn’t to our disappointment. It was indeed big enuf for 50 guests but it was kind of too dim n the curtains made it worse. Not quite used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00051.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the balcony - WILD WILD WET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00063.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pantry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00052.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00045.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00047.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twin bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00048.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00049.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in put our stuffs n headed for our dinner. I remembered I was super hungry tat day so we bought KFC back to the suite. Yummy Yummy!! Ha. After filling our stomachs, its time for work. Put up the wordings tat we made n deco the room with some balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our specially made wordings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00056.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of pumping n tying the balloons, I heard some noises from the balcony but I ignored it for the 1st few times. Till I kept hearing the repeated sound &amp;amp; so I asked my dear if he heard it. He said, “Ya, maybe it’s the ple next door.” And I really tot it was from next door cos we happened 2 see them b4 we entered the room &amp;amp; they were kind of noisy. So we continued with our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till around 9pm, when we were done with the balloons, we sat on the sofa &amp;amp; watched TV. The 9pm drama - “The Truth” was airing the last episode tat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the show, I heard the same sound again &amp;amp; it’s from the same place. As the sofa was very near to the balcony, it was kind of loud n obvious tat the source was from outside the window, at the balcony. But again, dear told mi its next door thus we continued with the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although he kept saying is next door (trying to assure mi), I was actually feeling quite scared n puzzled by the noise. The noise was sth like the tapping sound. Like taking your slipper n “slapping” the floor. But since dear kept saying is next door, I tried 2 ignore too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was hard. The sound was getting louder n more frequent. As I’m the timid one, I started to wonder if its dirty things cos I really dun feel good about it. Dear knew I was scared so the brave him went over to the window, paused for a second &amp;amp; drew open the curtain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I’m glad there’s nothing, else I’m gona freak out. I don’t think I can take it. So again, dear said, “You see, there’s nth. The staffs are cleaning Wild Wild Wet lar.” Cos WWW was just below so I tot maybe he was right. Aft tat we were back to the show again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were focusing on the drama, the sound came AGAIN!!!!! This time round it was from outside the door. I’m very sure the sound was just outside our suite’s door. But didn’t open the door, he just watched the TV &amp;amp; kept assuring me it was from next door. However, I wasn’t convinced. I was kind of frightened by the frequent sounds n at the same time feeling annoyed as I don’t know what or who was the caused of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft the show ended at 10pm, I told dear I wanted to go home cos I don’t feel good staying there. Our initial plan was to make a trip home b4 my darlings fall asleep &amp;amp; return to ACC cos I’m afraid they would not want to sleep without seeing mi at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its kind of waste $$ to leave the suite empty for the night but till now I still feel glad that we didn’t spend the night there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd May 2008, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am &amp;amp; went for breakfast with my dear. Around 9.30am, we reached ACC and started our preparation for the party. On 2nd May, we only made some balloons cos we were worried that the balloons will shrink over the night so we continued on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, I could still rmb the sound that I heard on Fri so actually the 1st thing I looked out for when I entered the room on Sat was my wordings. I was wondering if there’s really sth else in the room, maybe they will destroy my happy birthday wordings &amp;amp; my balloons??? But I was kind of relieved that nth happened. They were still in the right position as on Fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room with the curtains down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00070.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was bright in the early morn n so we drew the curtain and dear started pumping the balloons but… all the balloons that he pumped, burst. At 1st we both thought was bcos the balloons were too big tats y they burst. So I told him to make the balloons smaller. Hence, he continued pumping but made it smaller this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But strangely, the balloons continued to burst. Both of us were puzzled. Aft tying the balloons n leaving them at a safe place, they still burst. The weirdest part was not bcos they burst, its bcos of the way they burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloons were all burst into many small pieces. Like being torn &amp;amp; shredded all over the floor. Usually when balloon burst, you will still find 1 big portion of it n maybe 1 or 2 small pieces of the balloon. (This was tested by my brother who burst a balloon himself at a later part of the day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what we saw wasn’t like that. Each time a balloon burst, there was like more than 10 small pieces scattered all over the floor area. I really don’t understand why were the balloons all torn into many pieces? Any one know y?? Maybe its bcos we were thinking too much??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the continued bursting, we wasted 1 packet of balloons. Fortunately we’ve got extras. So dear paused for awhile n went 2 draw open the curtain. He then continued with the balloons. Well, surprisingly no balloons burst aft tat. Bt I wasn’t thinking much that time. I tot it was just coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dear knew things weren’t simple….. He’s been keeping the truth from mi…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our simple decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00069.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00067.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00075.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After messing with the balloons, we went tabao lunch back n got ready for the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00071.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Guest Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00076.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m expecting my earliest guests to come at 4plus so around 4pm, dear had to go White Sands to collect the sushi that I ordered. B4 he left, he told mi, “Don’t close the curtains.” He even repeated this twice but I wasn’t thinking much so I said, “Ok” &amp;amp; didn’t ask y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately it wasn’t long for my friends to come. They came shortly aft my dear left but I’m not yet changed. Quickly, I drew the curtain (totally forgetting about what my dear said earlier on) &amp;amp; got dressed. Think back, I’m really glad nth happened during tat time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st group of guest - my polymates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00130.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00131.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2977.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3039.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3040.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by my 2 old friends, my dear’s sch mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00127.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 2 of my buddies, Vien &amp;amp; Cherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00128.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the ones who finished all the salmon sushi &amp;amp; not bcos I didn’t order salmon!!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00077.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.45pm - here's my buffet. Yummy Yummy!! Anybody want order nice buffet can msg mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2991.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2993.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2994.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2995.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2996.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2997.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the crowd started flowing in. From 4pm+ to as late as 8pm+. Most of my friends turned up except for 6 guys who agreed to come but never &amp;amp; another 2 guys turned up by surprised. But I’m ok with it. The more the merrier. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fairy godmother. WAHAHA She's a very nice mother &amp;amp; a gd cook. I always rmb her scolding my mum when my mum punished mi when i was young. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_2988.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3036.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3028.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3029.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sec sch frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3037.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3038.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3034.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3047.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3048.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddies. All of us were in BLACK!! So neat!! We nv discuss abt the color b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3044.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear cousin who DIY such a meaningful present. So touched but... WHY MUST YOU CUT MY PHOTO!!??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3071.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins. The guy in yellow was my photographer for tat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3077.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gottcha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3045.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family n relatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3046.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives viewing at my presents n guest bk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3059.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3009.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pressies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3011.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An irressitible mango cake from The Royals. Trust mi. This is nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually 4gt the most impt ting of the day. LIGHTER!!! None of us had gt a lighter tat day. Luckily we managed to borrow from our neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3079.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my dear. The flower was frm my cousin too. Looks like our rom?? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always short of 1. Tats Sheanee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3088.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3089.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3090.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3092.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My godparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3093.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family &amp;amp; relatives aka the&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; OLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; generation - given by my little cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3097.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wat he called the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; generation. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3099.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3106.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately i've gt my ahyi to divide n cut the cake for mi. Cos i tink tats the toughest part. Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3110.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say CHEESE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/IMG_3121.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cake at 9pm+, its time for goodbyes. I hate goodbyes!! But there’s nth I can do. It’s the end of my party. Friends started 2 leave 1 by 1 except for some still gambling in the room &amp;amp; some intending to stay overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00106.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest were my family &amp;amp; relatives. They started gambling too but not with $$. They were doing a good deed for me. WAHAHA. And that’s playing “Dai Dee” with the punishment of eating the remaining food with lots of wasabi!!! Serious. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00105.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that’s the main highlight of my party. HAHA. The worst thing was there’s limited amount of water for them!! But they seemed to be enjoying themselves. As a host, of cos you will be happy if you see your guests enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt so guilty as one of my guests lost his slipper. Till now, I really don’t understand why is the pair of slippers lost??? The strange part is, eventually I got back a pair of SHOES &amp;amp; SOCKS!!!!! Why would someone wear a pair of shoes with socks and left with a pair of slippers??? Weird right?? I’ve asked my guests but none of them wore the wrong shoes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, it was a successful party. The cake was commented excellent, my buffet dishes were great, the venue was an air-con place &amp;amp; its spacious. Everything turned out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the help of my parents, the both of us created such a wonderful party. But of cos my guests played a big part. Without them, it wouldn’t be a nice party. And also, my photographer for that day. WAHAHA my FOC photographer!!! Without him &amp;amp; HIS CAMERA, I wouldn’t have so many nice photos to share. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having party is always fun but the clearing up is tiring. Both of us spent around 2 hrs clearing up the mess &amp;amp; packing our stuffs. It was super tiring. Standing for the whole day, walking here &amp;amp; there taking photos, talking to my guests, my legs finally protested in the night. But I couldn’t possibly leave my dear to clear up the mess alone. He was tired too. So hurriedly we tried to clear &amp;amp; went to bed at 3am+ that night. Immediately, I fell asleep. Goes to show how tired I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th May 2008, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am &amp;amp; prepared for checkout at 9am. Cleared the remaining that we were too tired to do on Sat night while dear started carrying the items to the car, a few at a time. I’m so grateful to my dear. He had been helping me out with my party from the start to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Thank You so much!! If not for u, this party wouldn’t be so successful.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, dear started telling me what happened in the suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still rmb on Fri night, I heard the tapping sound while watching TV?? Dear actually knew it wasn’t from next door cos the sound was very obviously just outside the window, behind the curtain!! So he chanted something by himself before he drew open the curtain. That explained why he paused for that second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Sat morning, the balloon mystery. He was wondering was it sth to do with those things, so he made some chanting quietly by himself. Think that was the reason why the balloons didn’t burst after that. And another reason could be the curtain was opened with the sunlight shining in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no good to have your house dim unless you want “special” guests. But if it’s really bcos of those things, I wonder what they did to burst the balloons. Tear with their long nails?? EEEEEeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weird part I had forgotten to mention was, on Sat night after almost everyone had left and my dear went to bathe and changed out his long sleeve shirt, I realized that his right under arm had got a big patch of red mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really red at first. I thought he knocked onto something when carrying the items but he said it wasn’t painful. Neither was it itchy. But it was such a big portion. Measuring around 10cm long &amp;amp; 3-4cm wide??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he suspected it could be the work of those things. Maybe they did it when he was alone in the toilet. 1 reason was he was the one who said the chanting &amp;amp; perhaps they wanted to teach my dear a lesson. 2nd reason was when he reached home, he wet the leaves that we Chinese often used aft returning from a funeral and hit the red area gently. And amazingly, 90% of it disappeared!! Isn’t tat weird??? The next day, there wasn’t any red patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I’m really glad that none of us were harmed. I can’t imagine what gona happen if it’s a powerful or evil one. Guess I won’t be going back there anymore. Although everything is nice but I prefer a place where I can stay in peace &amp;amp; not in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, here's all my presents. The little doggie is frm my little cousin. Cos i always tell her i want her toy dogs so nw she bought 1 for mi. So cute of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/DSC00108.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone, Thank You so much for coming &amp;amp; also the presents given. I love them!!! Hopefully you guys like my gift card too. It was kind of rush to have everything done perfectly but overall I think its good enuf. Something for you guys to rmb &amp;amp; most importantly, it’s personal."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8921979052787715066?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8921979052787715066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8921979052787715066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8921979052787715066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8921979052787715066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-i-know-i-haven-been-blogging-for.html' title='My 21st Birthday Party'/><author><name>Jazz</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://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/21st%20Bd/th_DSC00051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6423398665941328109</id><published>2008-04-21T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:59:07.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Too Good</title><content type='html'>Argh, i dun feel too gd. I'm feeling so sick nw. My throat is terrible since the moment i woke up tis morn n nw my nose is blocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's 2 staffs coughing like mad here. ARGH!!! I cannot fall sick at this time!!! My party is jus round the corner. I'm starting 2 worry tat i may b sick on tat day. Cham. Hopefully it wun happen. If nt u guys can go party w/o a host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat is so painful nw. Haiz~ Must b the tonic i drank ytd. Too heaty for mi. I felt like going hm nw bt i'm nt too sure if i can travel hm safely nt. Shd i stay or shd i leave?? Bt i jus rmb, i still nd to pass my dear his hp n hse keys during lunch time.  Meaning i cant go hm either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ Shall c hw it goes then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6423398665941328109?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6423398665941328109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6423398665941328109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6423398665941328109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6423398665941328109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-too-good.html' title='Not Too Good'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1530550543684312081</id><published>2008-04-11T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:39:37.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Finally, its FRIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly time seems to fly tis wk. Maeb bcos i kept myself occupied in office tats y its fast. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i haven settle my party stuffs!!! Time's running up. I'm left with 3 wkends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onli managed to settle my cake, my clothes n tats all. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still deciding wat food to get. Tats a big prob. Hopefully i can settle by tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nt ez 2 plan for a party bt i believe its gona b a memorable 1. I mean the planning part. Ha. I'm gona miss it. Cos its once a lifetime kind of ting. Or maeb there's gona b another party nxt yr too? Ha. Mus c gt money nt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i tink sumtimes its betta nt 2 hav sth gd too often cos usually ple will take it for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1530550543684312081?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1530550543684312081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1530550543684312081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1530550543684312081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1530550543684312081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/04/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7072201405019288815</id><published>2008-04-09T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:26:52.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its our life....</title><content type='html'>Did ani1 received aniting like this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, is this your foto?? (.............. a link here..........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unfortunately, i gt cheated last nite. 1 of my poly mate sent mi tis. Thanks KS!!!! Usually i wun open up 2 c unless the person clarify tat its nt a virus etc. Cos i noe of sum virus will auto send to all the contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i duno y i was so blur last nite so there i went clicking it n SHIT!!! I realised sth's nt rite when the file cant b open. So immed i opened up my anti virus program 2 scan bt it hanged. Worriedly, i restarted my com n run the scan again. Finally, it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And indeed, its an infected file. TROJAN DETECTED!!!! 2 files were infected. And i tink sum of my contacts received the link frm mi b4 i finished scanning. I'm sry if ur com is infected bcos of mi. Ha. Aniwae, i tink my com is alrite nw. The virus had been removed. I hope so. If u still received the link frm mi, let mi noe asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ting i received recently was an email bt its nt a virus mail lar. Its jus a stupid email tat mentioned abt Bill Gates Sharing His Fortune. Wonder which idiot started the email. The email is as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear Friends, Please do not take this for a junk letter. Bill Gates is sharing his fortune. If you ignore this you will repent later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft and AOL are now the largest Internet companies and in an effort to make sure that Internet Explorer remains the most widely used program, Microsoft and AOL are running an e-mail beta test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you forward this e-mail to friends, Microsoft can and will track it (if you are a Microsoft Windows user) for a two week time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every person that you forward this e-mail to, Microsoft will pay you $245.00, for every person that you sent it to that forwards it on, Microsoft will pay you$243.00 and for every third person that receives it, you will be paid $241.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within two week! s, Microsoft will contact you for your address and then send you a cheque. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use ur BUTT n u shd noe this is a hoax!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1st place y on earth would Mr Gates gives away his money just by u forwarding the mail??? He does alot of contributions to charity bt tat doesnt mean he will give away his money to random folks!! And hw would he track the chain letters you forward???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae the person who started tis has reali nth betta to do. Still gt ple said he received 12k in his a/c. Wat a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common sense will tell u, money doesnt come tat easy. If tats the case, i supposed none of us nd 2 work animore. We jus nd 2 forward the mail to earn our income. Right?? Be realistic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is rising like nobody biz, y would sum1 be so kind to contribute his hard earn money to a stranger??? Usually when ple bcum rich, they tend 2 4get hw tough life was to be poor. They will tend 2 overlook alot of tings ard them. Tats mankind. U r poor, tats none of my biz. I jus nd 2 continue earning enuf money for myself n live a betta life. Who cares abt ur pocket gt holes nt. Just like our gov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya indeed they r gd. Gd at asking money frm the citizens by saying they will renovate tis n tat, add more facilities here n there. If u noticed, they r always using lots of excuses 2 increase their pocket money. Hmm... pocket money sounds abit too little in amt. Shd sae their bank a/c value. Our pockets r 4ever wif holes bt their a/c r always having so many zero(S) behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's sth i read on forum again. Nice comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Basically, what the SG govt is doing right now is to pump in more money to flow within the economy. Why is that? It's because the amount of money flowing within the economy determines the level of economic activity within a country which then determines whether the country is achieving positive economic growth or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;In news, you often hear of economic analysts forecasting that SG will achieve 4-6% economic growth right? Basically, in order to maintain that positive economic growth, the present state must be doing better than the previous state. Simple to understand right? Well this is the point! What the SG govt is doing now is to be better and better, so that SG continues to have positive economic growth, which then ensures their own salaries remain very high whiles ours remain bloody low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;That's why especially from as early as 2002 onwards, SG has many BIG projects ie NEL, Circle Line, Downtown Line, Esplanade, Singapore Flyer, IRs and casinos, T3 and the recent F1 and YOG2010. All these, not exactly for the benefit of the people but rather to maintain their own high salaries. With so many ERPs around, their only purpose is to suck more $$$ out of us so that they can invest back into economy which then will somehow flow back into their pockets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Why, when everything is going up, our salaries remain low? That's because they think the chances of us spending the same $$$ back into economy is 50-50 but they lock our salaries is 100%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Singapore is SMALL, too happening liaoz. Sometimes, developing too fast is no good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like i'm nt the only 1 with such thinkin. What do u tink???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7072201405019288815?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7072201405019288815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7072201405019288815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7072201405019288815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7072201405019288815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-our-life.html' title='Its our life....'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8002860503222536731</id><published>2008-04-08T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T05:26:26.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Thinkings</title><content type='html'>Got these frm a forum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Our Little Thinking - 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our gahmen would rather spend $1b on ultra-fast broadband, several millions on F1 and the tax levy goes back to their own pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wan gahmen to help, they will ask you to provide evidence why you so poor and meet the councillors several times a month and months before they decide whether you deserve their help or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask gahmen to help control the price increase for rice? They will ask you to eat less rice or eat potatoes instead. No $, don't eat rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been how many years since we've been calling for barriers to be installed on MRT platforms that are above ground??? Nothing is done. Sure, surveillence cameras&lt;br /&gt;are installed (using our $$) but does this prevent pple from accidentally or&lt;br /&gt;deliberately falling onto the track?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I observe, SMRT has been spending millions of $$ to renovate the MRT stations so as to create more shop spaces and to lease them out and earn more $$ for themselves!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Our Little Thinking - 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Sporean really need to get out from the Govt and media cover up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real situation in the ground is not so rosy. If not, pp wont be jumping to the track and die a more painful and terrible death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat 1 million help, food voucher, hot line? Is these help reaching the people in need? Mayb not the MP's fault. Grassroots lackeys like to paint a pretty pics, MP like to paint a even prettier pic to the Ministar. And in the end, our dear Liao Lee and Lee Junior think everything is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rem only just recent, Lee Junior just realise how crowded our mrt is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had lose the ground completely. Now, when pp jump, they say they'll spend dunnoe how many millions to put up barrier. And still dare to present it nicely during last Parliament by the Transport Ministar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what is the root cause? Dun tell me if pp decide to jump from flats, they start to build cushion on the ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps wake up, Govt. Do something!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't u tink so???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8002860503222536731?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8002860503222536731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8002860503222536731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8002860503222536731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8002860503222536731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-little-thinkings.html' title='Our Little Thinkings'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-196634477592544426</id><published>2008-04-07T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T02:59:41.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man falls onto track at Choa Chu Kang MRT</title><content type='html'>Saw this msg when i alighted at somerset mrt station. Bt of cos tis pic was nt taken by mi. Its "stolen" frm sumwhr. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/traindisruption-1.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumhw aft i saw tis, i knew it mus b sum1 jumping onto the track again. And indeed i'm correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/traindisruption-2.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;TRAIN services at Choa Chu Kang station were disrupted for about an hour on&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning after a man fell onto the MRT track and was hit by a train&lt;br /&gt;pulling in on the North-bound track towards Jurong East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMRT said some 7,300 commuters travelling from Yew Tee to Bukit Gombak&lt;br /&gt;stations were affected by the disruption between 8am and 8.50am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shopkeeper in the station said he heard commuters saying that the man&lt;br /&gt;had jumped onto the track during the morning rush hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police received a call at 8am that a man had fallen onto the&lt;br /&gt;track, near the 5th exit from the rear, and rushed a team from the Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Civil Defence Force to the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man, a Chinese in his mid-40s, was pinned under the third carriage&lt;br /&gt;of the train and was pronounced dead by paramedics at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The incident disrupted the morning peak hour train services between Yew&lt;br /&gt;Tee and Bukit Gombak stations, towards Jurong East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trains running on this line had to turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMRT quickly activated its bus bridging service and sent a dozen buses&lt;br /&gt;to the station to bring the stranded commuters to the connecting stations&lt;br /&gt;shortly after 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scores of other commuters rushing to work turned to taxis, sparking a&lt;br /&gt;long queue at the cab stand. Others called their families to pick them up, while&lt;br /&gt;many decided to walk to the next station to catch the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal train services resumed at about 8.50am after the body of the man&lt;br /&gt;was removed from the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eyewitness, Mr Rommel, 41, a Filipino piping engineer, told The&lt;br /&gt;Straits Times that he was waiting on the platform when he heard a woman&lt;br /&gt;screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I was shocked to see a man stuck under the train's carriage. My throat&lt;br /&gt;went dry,' said a shaken Mr Rommel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said two civilians helped to disperse the crowd near the&lt;br /&gt;platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at Yew Tee station, some 200 commuters were waiting for their&lt;br /&gt;train when the service was disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passengers who were unable to complete their journeys due to the&lt;br /&gt;disruption can claim a full fare refund from the Passenger Service Centre in any&lt;br /&gt;of the 51 SMRT stations within the next three working days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police are investigating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened tis morn at 8am. Fortunately, I wasnt affected by the incident. Looks like jumping onto the track has bcum a norm for ple to end their lives. Getting more common than those jumping off buildings. Perhaps tis is a betta way to die famous??? Ha. Fast &amp;amp; Sure die mtd. Although there's 1 incident of a man jumping onto the track n yet survive, bt was caught aft tat. Tats unlucky of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumhw the incident sets mi tinking. Its been so long we've heard of ple jumping onto the track (I've lose count of hw many jumped n died on the track. Anyone rmbs??) n nw there's another. Could tis b a form of protest against the hikes??? Who noes... Its so hard 2 even lead a simple life nw. Everything's getting so ex. Bt wat can we do?? Protest n get caught??? This is our life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y did he wak up so early jus to go commit suicide at the track??? And y did he choose to jump during the peak hr??? Y did he purposely pay the mrt fare to commit suicide?? When he can actually jump frm a building. Could it be tat he wants more ple 2 noe??? Bt if tats the case, he shd at least write a note n pass it 2 sum1 else b4 he jumps. At least we will noe wats the main reason behind his suicide. Personal issue? Work issue? Money issue? Nw he jumped wif nobody knowing the truth, isnt it a waste for his suicide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i wonder if there's more coming up. Cos the previous trend was, for a period of time there will b continuous jumping. Sounds like playing game. Ha. Bt still we shdnt end our lives as n when we like. We shd tink of those who's been struggling to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's tough, bt we've gt no say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-196634477592544426?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/196634477592544426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=196634477592544426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/196634477592544426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/196634477592544426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-falls-onto-track-at-choa-chu-kang.html' title='Man falls onto track at Choa Chu Kang MRT'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7659956254409922248</id><published>2008-04-03T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:13:21.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st Accident I Saw</title><content type='html'>It was raining so heavily aft work at 6pm. Bt fortunately it wasnt raining when i've reached yishun so as usual i walked hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink soon i will nd onli 5 min or maeb 6min to walk frm my hse to yishun mrt station. Nxt time i shall use a stop watch n time myself n shall improve day by day. Even though nw i'm already walking quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i reali cant stand those ple crawling n yet blocking my path. Seriously i hate tat. U wan crawl, den auto abit, move to the side. Maeb its already my habit of walking fast, even when i'm nt in a hurry, still i will walk fast. My legs n feet r the ones tats been suffering. Maeb tats y my toe haven recover yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk abt walkin slow. There's tis old man i often see at somerset after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st time i saw him, i asked my dear, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Y is tat ah peh taking the stairs n nt using the escalator when he's like having prob walking??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear answered, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"U noe y?? Tats bcos he noes he cant react fast if he takes the escalator."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats like so poor ting lar. He knew he cant react to the escalator speed although its normal 2 us, bt to them its too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again i met tat old man 2dae. I cant help taking 2nd look at him climbing dwn the stairs 1 by 1 wif both of his hands holding on to the railings as he moved dwn a step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even ple like him aso noe he's slow n cant react fast, he rather takes his time by using the stairs n nt blocking the flow. Y cant others do the same??? Esp those always standing at the right side of the escalator during peak hrs - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEARN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, when i was near my hm, jus 1 road across my blk, i noticed some crowds pointing n lookin at a direction. So while i turn to my left to see, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG!!! I cant believe wat i saw!!&lt;/span&gt; At 1st i tot i'm dreaming or they were filming a show bt its nt. Its a Motorbike Accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a big crowd in the middle of a lane. The motorbike was lying on the floor wif the front light stil on n the malay cyclist was sitting dwn. He looked fine to mi. Bt wat's attracting the crowd was the victim lyin on the floor, a dist away frm the cyclist. Tat person's injuries looked more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victim is actually a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lower pri sch ger!!!&lt;/span&gt; The more obvious wounds are on her face, neck n legs. Fortunately she wasnt dead or in coma, imagine tats a car, nt a bike. I guess she would b 99% dead. I heard the ambulance siren when i reached my door step so i supposed the accident jus happened few min b4 i passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were earlier abit.... i duno hw will i react when i c it... Fortunately i wasnt taking the bus hm, cos the road was blked when the police n ambulance came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus hope she's fine nw. Hopefully she wun hav ani scars on her face. She's still so young. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopefully~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lesson learnt : Always cross the road wif extra care. Beware of motorbikes too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7659956254409922248?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7659956254409922248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7659956254409922248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7659956254409922248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7659956254409922248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/04/1st-accident-i-saw.html' title='The 1st Accident I Saw'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-9020051536518066041</id><published>2008-04-03T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T02:57:46.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off!!</title><content type='html'>I HAD ENOUGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been tolerating wif the stupid system for the past few mths n i can sae i'm already quite patient wif it. Most likely if its others, i supposed they will smash the com on the floor n say bye bye to the boss. Tats my tot jus nw... Was reali pissed off wif their inhouse system. Wat a bunch of idiot progammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, boss went on leave n left mi wif 40 lines 2 do bt i haven done tat b4. N none of the ple here noes hw to do. Yet she can happily go for her half day leave. Well, bt at least she explained to mi the steps on fone. Betta than nth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was trying very hard 2 stay awake aft the lunch hr while waiting for the rubbish system to tak its own swt time to react to the items i clicked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a TORTURE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft the 40 lines, there's sum other orders 2dae. So while i was happily doing, there's error again. There isnt a day i will meet wif no bugs. Wat a buggy system. Wonder if they follow the proper steps to develop an application. Most prob nt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the orders, once i hit error, i mus close the system n login another 1 again n try to search frm the system inbox to open the order to continue. Bt its ERROR AGAIN!!!!! It took mi more than 30 min to finish 1 order when i onli nd less than 10 min or so to finish 1 order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was FUMING!!! And worst is when i'm already fuming, sum inconsiderate staffs r happily chit chattin n laufing so loud like nobody biz. ARGH!!!!! I cant stand it when i'm rushin for time n yet the system is happily prompting mi wif all the bugs. Plus all the noise pollution in here. SICK!!!! So i was typing as loud as possible like nobody biz too. They can disturb the rest y cant i???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the worst system i ever seen b4. I dun tink there's ani other systems worse than tis. This simply SUCKS!!!! Whoever wants come here to work, i will advise u DON'T. Unless u want to test ur patience. Bt there's a limit to every1's patience. U wun wan to try. Its nt fun at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm quitting, i will tell my boss, "The system makes mi sick of working here."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-9020051536518066041?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/9020051536518066041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=9020051536518066041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/9020051536518066041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/9020051536518066041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/04/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-48209790398085565</id><published>2008-03-27T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:59:21.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a post</title><content type='html'>I guess i'm under some sleeping spell. *Yawn* I'm sososo sleepy!! At times i reali felt like lying dwn on the table to slp bt of cos i cant n nv try b4. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when i can slp like nobody biz, miss the line of mum saying "The sun is shining on ur buttock." LOL. I miss sleeping~~ badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt so far, apart frm the slpy issue, working life isnt tat bad after all. In general, for most of the times, I'm jus sitting here surfing net, chattin on msn n at the meantime get paid. Ha. Plus there's no ot for mi. Isnt tat gd enuf?? So wats there 2 grumble abt?? Like wat my dear said, mus learn 2 b contented. As long as u r contented, u will c perfection. True??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that there's alot of sacrifices. Slp is one big sacrifice. Nxt is, nt being able 2 accompany my 2 darlings at hm. And eating alone is another. Although i dun reali get 2 eat alone tat often. So far only twice. Hopefully i wun get 2 hav the 3rd time. Bt i supposed its kinda hard. Hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, my clever dear helped mi to solve a very big prob ytd. So grateful to him. When it comes to arguing, i supposed nth can win his mind. LOL. Sumtimes i reali wonder wat's inside his brain. If onli i can open up 2 c the difference wif mine n his. LOL. So right nw, i can proceed wif tinking abt the other stuffs for my bd party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I'm planning for my 21st bd party n have just booked an Executive Suite at Aranda Country Club on 3rd May (Sat). The choosing of venue was the most headache part. Since my bd is in may, i was tinking, well it isnt crashing wif the sch holidays so it shdnt b a prob 2 bk a chalet. BT hu noes, most of the chalets were fully bked for may n even april!!!! I reali dun understand y is tat so. I tot sch holi is at the latr part of may??? Y isit tat most of the chalets r bk for the whole of may n even april??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reali at a lost of hw 2 plan my party when i c the chalets' availability calendar. Even wanted 2 gif up planning bt was tinkin, if i gif up tis yr, its gona b such a waste. So dear made alot of suggestions, like hotel, country club or jus invite my frens for buffet dinner at a hotel etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt as usual i'm the fussy 1. I cant decide whether shd i plan a chalet or hav it in a function rm. Its gona b a gd reason to bk a function rm whereas for chalet, i can bk it whenever i wan n wif no reason. Bt i didnt want my guests to come n eat for awhile n say bye bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft sum research frm forum, i realised Aranda Country Club is a gd alternative to mi as I've read positive reviews abt it. Bt of cos there's a price to pay. U get wat u pay for. So on Good Friday, we headed dwn 2 Aranda Country Club. The 1st impression of it is quite gd n given tat the location is quite convenient too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 of us were walking round n round the 3 storeys of Executive Suite n trying to see if we can manage to peep thru ani window or if there's ani door left opened. Ha. I noe we shdnt do tat bt we want a betta idea hw it looks like mah. Esp the size. Luckily dear finds it to be a nice place too. Esp the balcony view of Wild Wild Wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've bked the 1 closest to the WWW. I can imagine my frens "booking" the balcony n lookin at bikini babes or maeb hunks. Opps~ Haha. Fortunately my dad is a NTUC union member, else its gona b so ex lar. 400 bucks a nite for public. Min mus bk 2 nites for peak. Meaning 800 bucks!!! Still mus plus 7% GST. *Faint* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, nw tat the place is bked, food is soon 2 b settled, i'm left wif the cake, table n chairs, decorations, door gifts, outfit for tat day n i tink tats all for nw. Oh ya, my wishlist. LOL. Well, to be honest, i duno wat else i nd. So far i dun lack aniting. I'm contented. Hee. Maeb u all can buy sth for my dogs instead??? HAHA. I will still b thankful 2 u. Bt i tink they dun nd aniting nw too. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe u guys r having headache nw. Duno wat 2 get for mi. HAHA. Maeb tis fri i go walk walk n jot dwn wat r the tings tat i dun mind having k??? Bt 1 ting for sure i dun mind having is PUZZLE. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK i'm goin for my lunch. Signing off nw...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-48209790398085565?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/48209790398085565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=48209790398085565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/48209790398085565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/48209790398085565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-post.html' title='Just a post'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3656067468346462002</id><published>2008-03-24T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T08:03:15.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Credit Cards</title><content type='html'>Finally!!! HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My 1st Credit Cards!!&lt;/span&gt; Bt of cos its jus supplementary cards. A gift frm my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/creditcard-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dbs.com/sg/personal/cards/dbsblackcard/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DBS Black American Express Card&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(click to view details) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real nice bt wasted there's sum initial scratches n blur marks in the middle. Quite obvious rite?? Bt overall its still nice. A card tat reflects your status. Bt of cos there's a price 2 pay for your luxury life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/creditcard-2.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dbs.com/sg/personal/cards/capita/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CapitaCard Visa Platinum Credit Card&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(click to view details)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another useful card. Very beneficial for drivers. Can get 3 hrs of free parking. Of cos it has other benefits for the ladies too. Alot of rebate at various stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/creditcard-3.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3656067468346462002?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3656067468346462002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3656067468346462002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3656067468346462002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3656067468346462002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-1st-credit-cards.html' title='My 1st Credit Cards'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5328792501802183010</id><published>2008-03-16T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:11:29.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry 21st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Its cherry's 21st bd party ytd. Location was at SAF Yatch Club - Changi. Had a hard time trying 2 find the place. It was just too ulu for human beings 2 b in. Luckily we were nt goin in by shuttle bus cos I dun see any shuttle bus on our way there n back hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt honestly, other than the location, the scenery is nice. I love the dining at the sea area &amp;amp; the swimming pool. Its beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view frm the function rm. The swimming pool. Isnt it nice???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/cherrybd08-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, other than the scenery, the pool, another beautiful ting i 4gt 2 mention was the bd ger - Cherry. She was GORGEOUS!!! Make-up reali do wonders. It seems like she was having her ROM party. Ha. Bt currently, i do nt hav ani pics 2 show yet. Gotta wait for my fellow frens to send 2 mi. So b patient. Gd stuffs r worth the wait. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinking bac, i've known Cherry since 1997, when we were in pri 4. We studied the same pri sch n sec sch. Total up, i've known her for 11 yrs ++. Old old fren of mine. Tink she's the oldest fren i hav n still in contact nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time reali flies. Nw we r all marching 2wards our adult-hood, 21 yrs old. Sumtimes i reali 4gt i'm already 20 going 21. Will still tot tat i'm 18, 19 kind of age. Do u?? Bt the time frm 18 onwards seems extremely short. Or maeb bcos we were too bz wif our life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is gona b remembered as a birthday parties yr. Right nw, i hav onli attended 1. 2nd will b vien's, coming up soon in 2 wks time. Aft 21st bd celebration, its gona b time 2 receive ROM invitation. Nxt will b baby full mth celebration. HAHAHA. Guess i'm tinkin too far. Bt tats the truth mah. We r no longer young. As we grow older, we r 1 day nearer 2 our doom day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we shd treasure every sec, every min, every moment we hav for nw. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Smilez~&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/33431842-5328792501802183010?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5328792501802183010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5328792501802183010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5328792501802183010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5328792501802183010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/03/cherry-21st-birthday-party.html' title='Cherry 21st Birthday Party'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8849457714672961649</id><published>2008-03-04T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T05:48:04.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st "Lunch Alone"</title><content type='html'>Experienced the 1st time eating a meal outside alone. Haiz~~ So Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos 2dae is dear's 2nd day at his new work place n his boss invited the team for lunch. He's workin hard for our future, so i mus b understanding. Its nt his fault too. So dear, dun feel guilty k??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted 2 call my colleague whom i had lunch with ytd to lunch wif mi 2dae bt then..... she had a lunch appointment wif her fren so i cant possibly force her 2 eat wif mi mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another colleague whom i can lunch wif had already quit on fri so 1 less person 2 call for lunch nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot of askin my cousin who worked in the same place as mi for lunch bt she's meeting her colleagues too. And she said its raining outside so most likely she's gona buy bac 2 eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i went for my lunch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt;. 20 yrs in my life, or shd say, as far as i noe, i hav never eaten alone outside b4. The most is buy bread or finger food n eat as i walk. Cos i feel tat, eating alone outside is so poor ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i c those ple eating alone, i will tell my dear, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The person is so poor ting!! Y is he eating alone???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw its my turn. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BooHoOHOO&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so poor ting for myself as i was eating. The only tot tat came 2 my mind was, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Faster eat n leave. Lidat ple wun c mi eating alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" So i settled my lunch in 10 min n left 2 buy sum snacks in case i get hungry aft lunch. In less than 30 min i'm back at my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately i didnt tabao back 2 the pantry 2 eat cos its super crowded. Will make me feel even more poor ting. Maeb bcos of the weather outside tats y the staffs tabao bac 2 eat. Like wat i expected, tats y i left for lunch slightly earlier so tat i can avoid the crowd &amp;amp; avoid the stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i've survived the day. Survived having 2 eat lunch by myself. Hopefully its nt gona repeat everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I DON'T WANT!!! SO POOR TING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8849457714672961649?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8849457714672961649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8849457714672961649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8849457714672961649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8849457714672961649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunching-alone.html' title='My 1st &quot;Lunch Alone&quot;'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1663514065280594356</id><published>2008-03-02T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T03:49:29.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe It or Not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not for the weak. The story i'm going to say is based on a true incident tat happened recently. And it happened near my hse area. Believe it or not its up 2 u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, this indian guy aged ard 26, was at the 711 store buying his stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the store, he noticed a lady in red. She was soooo pretty tat the indian guy couldnt leave his eyes off her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just when the guy wasnt looking at her for tat sec, tat lady disappeared &amp;amp; was no whr 2 b found in the store. Bt at tat time, the guy wasnt tinking too much abt her disappearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, he walked out of the store aft buying his stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was reachin his hm, he saw tat same ger standing outside his hse. Suddenly, he felt tat sth's nt right. He felt the cold chill dwn his spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y would the same ger appeared at his hse???? Hw did she noe of the address???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, he went inside the hse n told his mum abt it. He even called up his uncle n wanted 2 tell his uncle abt it bt unfortunately, his uncle was too tired 2 listen 2 him. Thus he told his nephew tat he will meet up with him to chat the nxt day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tot its gona b fine the nxt day n so he went to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when he tot tings r reali going 2 b fine the nxt day.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tragedy happened........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one expected tat. No one expected it 2 happen so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day, he was found dead wif a towel over his neck. He didnt hang himself. He was strangled to death........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon knowing his death, his uncle was so guilty abt it. If only he had met up wif him tat nite... perhaps the tragedy wouldnt hav happened.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt, no one expected tat....... He was still so young. Perhaps he was jus too unlucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1663514065280594356?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1663514065280594356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1663514065280594356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1663514065280594356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1663514065280594356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/03/believe-it-or-not.html' title='Believe It or Not.'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5300393200693846364</id><published>2008-02-25T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T07:17:23.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All-in-1 Post</title><content type='html'>YOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I'm finally able to spend some time &amp;amp; make the effort to blog. Been a bz bz mth. Mainly cos of cny n work aso. Aft work will b so dead tired. Nt enuf slp le of cos wun tink of blogging. Ha. I miss SLEEPING!!! Still rmb i used 2 slp till sun almost set. Bt nw i aso hardly see the sun. Wake up b4 sun rise n cum hm b4 sun set. Hw 2 see the sun?? Bt nvm, i dun like the sun. So betta dun see it. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK.... Now i shall recap wat happened for the last 1mth plus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;25 Jan, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image304.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with my dear to buy my DS. Initially i tot of getting a DS bt then was calculating the time i get 2 play with it, I realised tat i'm onli left with the 25*2 min of train journey to n fro work. So ended up i gave up the tot of getting DS bt then my dear wanted 2 buy for mi for some reasons lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, its gona b my early vday present.&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, it can accompany mi during cny cos he noes i'm gona b bored.&lt;br /&gt;3rdly, he's moving on 2 a better job bt of cos a better job will mean more time n hardwork is needed. So he's tinkin tat a DS can accompany mi when he is needed to work ot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thoughtful rite? Ha. Tats my dear. Since there's so many advantages nw, of cos i wun reject his gift. Ha. Gt it for $324 (DS, crystal casing, linker) at this place called QISAHN. Located opp Sunshine Plaza. Finally i believe sunshine plaza reali exists. Ha. I rmb my poly mate kept saein tis name bt we dun believe there's such place n we even tot is a place for makin SUNSHINE BREAD!!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1 Feb, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image309.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went United Square to get my bedsheets &amp;amp; comforter cos there's tis store selling only Disney bedroom stuffs. The blankets n bedsheets r sooo nice. I love DISNEY!!! Saw tis cute little ger in tat store wif her parents so i smiled at her bt ended up she turned n hugged her daddy. LOL. Then i heard her daddy said,"No, she's nt laughin at u, she's just smiling." So cute lar. Bt ended up, i really laughed. At 1st i was jus smiling at her cos she's cute bt then aft hearing her dad said tat, i laughed. Ha. I'm so sry!! LOL. I cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt tis Winnie the Pooh bedsheet &amp;amp; comforter for like $146 i tink. Its a very nice design &amp;amp; it glows in the dark. Ha. So during the 1st nite, i wasnt so comfy wif the GLOW-IN-THE-DARK effect. Find it so scary. Bt nw, i'm used 2 it le. Ha. Been using my previous Winnie the Pooh comforter for like 8 yrs plus. Frm the moment i shifted 2 tis hse till nw. Ya, i noe its very long. Bt i've gt feeling wif the comforter mah. Been slping wif it for 8 yrs &amp;amp; its so comfy. Gt my cookie miki smell sumore. Ha. So tats y i took so long 2 change it. Another reason is i cant find 1 tats as nice as my previous 1. Till now, i still prefer my previous comforter. Ha. Cos its very soft &amp;amp; comfy. This new 1 is still very thick &amp;amp; hot. Maeb mus use for sumtime then it will b better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7-9 Feb, Thurs-Sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tiring CNY. Was out for hse visits during these 3 days. Frm morn or early noon till nite. 1 word - Tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;14 Feb, Thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image336-1.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Valentine Day. Had lunch wif dear at LemonGrass restaurant - The Heeren. Tried the food there b4, it was nice. Tats y we went there for our valentine day lunch. Tinkin tat the DS is already my valentine day present, i was surprised when my dear gave mi another present again. It was a necklace &amp;amp; ring frm Citigems. Nice nice. And he even made the effort 2 present it so creatively. Thx my dear!! He even fetched mi hm aft work. So nice~~ 1st time i get 2 exp the feeling of being fetched hm aft work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15 Feb, Fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &amp;amp; I applied leave 2dae. Main reason y i applied was bcos I nd 2 visit the temple. Nd to "bai tai sui". So mafan. Bt if tink frm another angle, its gd aso. Cos its a reason for mi 2 apply for leave mah. Ha. I'm so smart. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the noon, brought my 2 darlings to AMK Vet for checkup. Cos i was tinkin, i've been havin them for 2, 3 yrs &amp;amp; they haven hav a checkup aft i brought them hm. So its better for them 2 get a checkup at least i can noe if there's any prob wif them. Although i noe they r still very hyper &amp;amp; healthy, its better 2 get an assurance frm the vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details... View &lt;a href="http://cookie-miki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cookie &amp;amp; Miki Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16 Feb, Sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still cny period. Went 2 my uncle hse at sengkang for buffet dinner. Brought my 2 darlings over too. Else they gona b so bored n lonely at hm. They can get 2 meet their fren lassi aso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had my virgin drive 2dae. LOL. Dear drove 2 the multi storey carpark &amp;amp; taught mi hw 2 drive. HAHAHA. It was soooo scary. There's so many close shave. Ha. Almost bump into a door, a wall, a dustbin. Haha. Luckily i didnt. I guess my dear mus b shivering in fear tat time. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt it was a very gd exp. Get 2 learn hw 2 reverse, hw 2 do steering, hw to go up n down the multi storey carpark. Didnt noe driving is so tiring till i tried it. My right leg cramped &amp;amp; my right arm felt sour aft tat. Cos of the steering &amp;amp; the stepping of the brake. Mus noe hw much 2 step. Reali nt ez. And my dear said cannot use 2 hands 2 steer. Ha. So it was very diffi at 1st bt slowly i start 2 learn hw 2 handle wif jus 1 hand. I learn fast rite? Bt its aso bcos my notti dear held on 2 my left hand. LOL. So hw can i drive wif 2 hands?? Bt then, still.... i'm nt confident 2 drive. I dun wana kill the innocent. I prefer sitting at the passenger seat. Its too stressful 2 sit at the driver seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;17 Jan, Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/Image333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick. Woke up wif a very bad throat. It was very itchy &amp;amp; uncomfy. Wasnt very well on sat. Already reduce so much intake of cny goods tis yr, bt still i'm sick. Despite being sick, i still went out wif my parents &amp;amp; dear 2 causeway pt. Mum &amp;amp; dad went Gain City 2 look for a desired aircon system cos the aircon system in her rm is dying so Dear &amp;amp; I went 2 search for a computer chair for my rm cos the previous 1 is causing mi 2 have body aching when i used the com. Went 2 tis place V.hive &amp;amp; found a very comfy chair. Its a very special chair. It doesnt look nice on 1st look bt aft sitting on it, u wun wan 2 get up. Bt of cos there's a price 2 pay for the comfort. It costs $345 bt there's a 5% discount cos of cny period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;18-19 Jan, Mon-Tue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still sick. And was even more sick than sun. Was havin a fever, cough, sore throat, flu. Of cos i wasnt able 2 work in such condition. So applied for 2 days leave again. Throat was so bad tat i suspect i'm having an ulcer inside my throat. Cos i wasnt able 2 swallow my saliva or drink water at ease. It was painful. Very painful. Wasnt able 2 tok wif my normal voice for the past few days. Bt no worry, i'm alrite nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;20 Jan, Wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of work aft resting for 5 days. Dear came 2 my hse early in the morn 2 acc mi to work. So touched!! Cos he knew i was still very sick &amp;amp; was afraid i would faint on train so he came. Hw nice of him.... Aft work, i told him i'm alrite le. Can go hm myself. Cos i knew he was very tired for wakin up so early 2 reach my hse at 6.30am. Bt hu noes.... Haha... I guess its fated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at somerset mrt station platform waitin for the nxt train which is the yishun train, tis announcement came. "Dear Passengers, the train towards woodlands &amp;amp; jurong east will be delayed for 20 minutes." OMG!!! 20 minutes!! Means i will reach hm at 7 plus &amp;amp; the train will surely b super crowded. Ended up we gt out of the station, back 2 centrept &amp;amp; gt a cab 2 my hse. HAHAHA. Fated he mus acc mi to n fro work tat day. Manage 2 get hm b4 7pm bt the taxi fare was very ex. Total : $26.05. This kind of exp, once in a lifetime will do. Ha. Hopefully there wun b a 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;22 Jan, Fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/edisonchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common topic recently - Edison Sex Scandal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he came out 2 apologise over the sex scandal issue on thurs. Poor him. His pics were everywhr on the different papers. And the pic posted as the headline was so poor ting. Like he is a wanted person. Dun understand y those ple see him as though he is a criminal lidat. Its nt like he raped those gers or took those pics w/o the gers consent or purposely leak out the pics &amp;amp; upload 2 the net. He is a victim too lor. Those ple shd focus on nabbin the mastermind behind the foto upload &amp;amp; nt wasting time criticising edi tis n tat. He is already feeling so bad n yet those ple still wan 2 rub salt on his wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus tats his personal life, i really dun understand y those ple care so much abt tat. If only ple can jus mind their own biz. Its nt like he is the only 1 doin tat. Its jus tat he is unlucky for getting caught. The other celebrities are jus lucky for the moment &amp;amp; nt bcos they r reali tat decent. If u r saying, he &amp;amp; gillian are bad role models for the kids, ask urself, r u a gd role model as a parent urself?? If as a parent, u cant even teach ur kids well n nd an idol as a role model for ur kid 2 learn, tats such a failure of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor edi... Haiz~ Those who noe mi will noe he is actually my idol. Ya he IS still my idol. Will still look 4ward 2 his movies, will still try ways 2 get his movie poster like i did b4. Cos i'm nt surprised such ting occur on him. Tats him. Bt jus disappointed tat those ple cant forgive him &amp;amp; tat he gotta quit entertainment line. Y cant u gif him a 2nd chance?? Every1 makes mistake, isnt it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tis issue gona b over soon. Hopefully edi can still go bac 2 acting. If u ple do nt want 2 see him in the tv, then jus off ur tv &amp;amp; shut ur mouth. Y make his life diffi &amp;amp; make urself such an irritating person?? Its nt like he owe u aniting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5300393200693846364?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5300393200693846364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5300393200693846364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5300393200693846364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5300393200693846364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-in-1-post.html' title='All-in-1 Post'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2719986238803009534</id><published>2008-01-17T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:30:23.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is : 慧璇</title><content type='html'>I miss my chi name.... Wonder if any1 still rmb tat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For mi, i've gt names at different stage of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, my relatives all called me "Jasmine" so i'm used 2 them calling tat. Bt when i'm in pri sch &amp;amp; sec 1, sec 2 period, i was always called by my chi name. Till sec 3, when "Jasmine" bcame my legal name, every1 started calling mi by tat till i almost 4gtten i've gt a chi name. Bt sum of them will still prefer calling mi by my chi name. I prefer tat too. When i went poly, of cos again, i was known as "Jasmine" bt slowly it bcame "Jia-si-mi" (wat 2 eat). All thx 2 Xiang Ming. So slowly some of my poly frens started calling mi "Jia-si-mi". Still rmb he always asked,"Jia-si-mi ai jia si mi??" Its actually in dialect. Bt it means "Jasmine, wat u wan 2 eat?" Wat a nice phrase. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messy rite?? I'm called by both names frm different grp of ple. Sum noe my chi name duno my eng name, sum noe my eng name duno my chi name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since sec sch, i haven been hearing my chi name. Unless i'm goin out wif my regular sec sch clique. Sumhw i miss the call of it. I jus miss it. So u guys noe wat 2 do?? If u r free, give mi a call n call my chi name. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i seriously tink tat tis is GORGEOUS!!!! McLaren F1. Dont u tink so??? Its on 2dae's newspaper if i'm nt wrong bt maeb slightly different frm tis. Bt tis is so nice lar.... Wonder when can i ever hav such a car. Work 365 days a yr n for a lifetime aso cant afford tis car. Tink the most can only buy the wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/R49f2dAKG-I/AAAAAAAAAWE/SUm3MXf8cs0/s1600-h/mclarenf1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156445487465372642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 446px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="267" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/R49f2dAKG-I/AAAAAAAAAWE/SUm3MXf8cs0/s320/mclarenf1.bmp" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics frm &lt;a href="http://www.supercars.net/Gallery?cmd=viewCarGallery&amp;amp;carID=1177&amp;amp;pgID=1"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2719986238803009534?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2719986238803009534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2719986238803009534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2719986238803009534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2719986238803009534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-name-is.html' title='My name is : 慧璇'/><author><name>Jazz</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/_feWil6vaKO8/R49f2dAKG-I/AAAAAAAAAWE/SUm3MXf8cs0/s72-c/mclarenf1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2743194639016634972</id><published>2008-01-16T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T07:00:01.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a scene....</title><content type='html'>A morning scene in the train tat sets mi tinking even till now........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali dun understand wat r those ple tinking. Their legs r more impt or a person's life more impt??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u travel in the morn, u will noe tat the trains r 4ever crowded. U wun even hav the space 2 bend dwn 2 tie ur shoe lace etc n the train can b rather stuffy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tis morn, while the train was at orchard mrt station, many ple alighted n i happened 2 turn over n face the front door n guess wat i saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frm a dist away, I saw tis poor ger squatting dwn between the 2 rows of seats &amp;amp; nobody bothered 2 render any help. None of them offer a seat 2 her!! All of them were either lookin at her or pretending 2 slp or look elsewhr. ...............Why is tat sooo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot office ple r supposed 2 b the higher class ple, i tot they r supposed 2 b more educated, i tot they r supposed 2 b more helpful, i tot..... bt y isit tat none of them r kind enuf 2 help tat poor ger??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maeb bcos i was once like her. Actually nt once, its twice. So I understand totally. The feeling is real sick n at tat time, u wun even b bothered abt ur public behaviour. Nth else matters. Even if u were 2 lie dwn on the floor, u wun even b bothered if u r wearing white or if ur clothes r too ex 2 b dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumhw, the nitemare appears in my mind. Or shd sae, it always do when i'm travelling by train. I wonder hw did i fall tat time. Did i lie on sumbody or wat?? Hw was their reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, bac 2 2dae's incident. I wanted 2 go forward 2 help bt tis grp of ple came in n block my view again. I was tinkin if those ple who came in will help her nt. Bt none. They jus looked. And its so crowded, i cant go forward 2 lend her my medicated oil. When nearing somerset, tis guy finally stopped playing his psp n stood up to give his seat 2 her cos he's alighting. Betta than nth. So tis ger stood up n sat dwn. Her face was so white n pale. She mus b feeling very uncomfortable. Wanted 2 gif her medicated oil bt then i nd 2 alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope she's fine aft tat. Bt at least she's smarter than mi. She squatted dwn when she doesnt feel well. Nt like mi, endure till i black out. I wonder, if she were 2 faint, will those ple still sit there or stand there do nth?? Y mus ple always wait till tings get serious then start 2 hav some action??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were standing nearby her, surely i will help. If nobody wan gif up her seat, i shall be the bad ger for tat once. Scold the person till he/she auto gif up the seat. Bt luckily i dun nd 2 b the bad ger 2dae. I almost hav to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ting is tat, when i'm takin the train hm, i saw the guy who gave up his seat. He board the same train as mi n even entered frm the same cabin. Again, he is wif his psp. And tats hw i recognised him. Even when he was walking dwn the flight of stairs, his eyes r still on his psp. Wats wrong wif these ple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSP kills......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2743194639016634972?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2743194639016634972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2743194639016634972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2743194639016634972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2743194639016634972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/wat-scene.html' title='Wat a scene....'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1592754806141380789</id><published>2008-01-13T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T06:08:11.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Once Again</title><content type='html'>Shopping on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went compass pt gt pizza for my dogs n bought a pair of shoes frm DMK. So far, onli their shoes r the betta 1. At least betta than C&amp;amp;K. It always hurt my feet badly. Only DMK shoes wun. Only a little discomfort when i wore for the 1st few times. Bt of cos it doesnt apply to all their shoes. Only some. Still depends on the material they used. Bt their sandals n slippers usually dont reali hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft tat, went causeway pt. Bought 2 tops n 1 pants. Bt its nt for new yr. Jus casual wear. Bt 1 of the top reali suits mi. Cos its printed "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I may be LATE but i'm so worth the WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;" Suits mi rite?? My frens will noe. Tink nw my boss aso noes cos i'm late for work everyday. Tink i nd 5 tees for tis. So tat i can wear them everyday. Since i'm late always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven reali buy clothes for cny except for maeb the 2 tops frm heeren. Dun reali c the nd of buyin new clothes jus for cny. I rather buy clothes for work. Want buy new clothes can always buy other time. Y mus wear new clothes on cny?? Bt i tink i will nd a new wardrobe. Aniwae, i've gt quite a few pieces tat i hardly wore so maeb can jus tak n wear for cny. Its just tat few days. Aft tat will b working aso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to catch the last 30 min of AVP 1 on channel 5 jus nw. Finally i understand abit of AVP 2 nw. With the aid of bro explanation. Didnt noe the predator in AVP 1 is so humane. Even a predator can b so humane, y r sum of us human beings so cruel?? Killing dolphins, killing sharks, killing other animals for their skin, torturing animals, digging cat eyes etc. I'm nt a vegeterian myself so maeb i dun reali hav the right 2 sae these bt at least i'm nt reali a meat eater. I'm more of the veggie side. I dun take pork, beef, mutton, deer, frog. I onli eat small amt of chicken n fish &amp;amp; its nt for all the meals. Cos sumtimes will feel gross when i tink of hw they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, its jus a show. Gona go feed my dogs their supper n prepare to slp. Nite~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1592754806141380789?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1592754806141380789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1592754806141380789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1592754806141380789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1592754806141380789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/shopping-once-again.html' title='Shopping Once Again'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6444568159683594560</id><published>2008-01-10T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T05:02:25.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>Went shopping today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to shop in orchard. Been workin in orchard bt haven get a chance 2 do some shopping. Cos 2dae boss went to other branch for meeting n actually its said 2 b 1 whole day. So frm morn when i reached, i saw her taking her bag n headed for the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the cat is nt ard, of cos the mouse will come out to play. Ha. I will nv 4get tis sentence. Its said by a director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt aniwae, i've gt nth 2 do there. Go office aso rot in front of the com. Might as well go for a longer lunch break n do some shopping. Sumore cny coming. I dun even hav time to buy my stuffs. Cos wkend will b so tired of goin out. So can only make use of time here n there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my fav shop "MU" at heeren n bought 2 tops. Gt a free "MU" notebk too. Nice nice bt of cos the clothes are ex. Always rmb tis, u pay for wat u get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i saw tis guy in the shop n i supposed he is the boss there. If i'm nt wrong he is a fashion designer tat appears on tv recently bt cant rmb which show isit. No wonder he is the boss there. Maeb he is the shop designer aso. Hu noes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i'm goin for tv show n gotta slp early 2dae. Having flu. Makes mi feel so sick. Finally its fri tml. FInally Finally Finally.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6444568159683594560?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6444568159683594560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6444568159683594560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6444568159683594560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6444568159683594560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6165011754444801344</id><published>2008-01-08T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T05:21:28.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had ENUF!!!</title><content type='html'>How big is 100???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes "100" doesnt mean huge amt. Like if i sae, 100 students. Actually it isnt alot. Its only abt 2.5 class. Bt if i say, create 100 user accounts with no shortcuts. Wat do u tink???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2day my boss gave mi an application form &amp;amp; the requester requests for 100 office lines. Well i wasnt tinkin much abt the 100 lines initially. Till she guided mi till tis step whr i nd 2 repeat for 100 times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our conversation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I still rmb she said tis,"Ok, continue adding for 100 times." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I reali tot she was kidding. So i replied,"Huh?? 100 times??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And she said, "Ya, 100 times cos they nd 100 lines." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"This is madness!!!!" i exclaimed and I asked,"Y didnt the IT dept do sth abt it??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Guess wat?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;She said, "They didnt foresee tis situation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was, "........................."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;She laughed n said, "Its ok, u can tak the whole noon to do it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali duno wat 2 say abt their IT dept. I'm so glad i didnt choose to go to tat IT dept to work else i tink i will quit the 2nd day n wun ever mention 2 ani1 i worked there b4. Its so embarrassing. A big company wif such lousy IT dept. Bt bcos of tis, i'm sooo eager to see which smart fellow or fellowS created the whole rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im reali dying to noe who isit!!! I swear i mus find out who isit b4 i quit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 100 times. Wat a joke. 1st time i'm hearing tat when IT skill is so advanced now. And when they print the documents out, its gona b 100 pages. 100 pages for jus 1 application form!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt tats nt the main pt yet. Here's the main part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss said,"Tis is onli the 1st 100. There's still 500 more to go............."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*Speechless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali duno wat 2 sae. Blame the IT dept? Or blame myself for nt gathering enuf information n choosing company wif such lousy IT developers n thus i've gt to use their "hardwork".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat rubbish is tis..... Tis kind of application they dare to let others use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! I had enuf of the stupid system!! I'm nt gona stay there for long. It makes mi bcome more n more stupid as the days past. Was playing out wif VBA in office 2day n I almost 4gt hw 2 declare a normal method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumhw tis tot came to mi as i was on my way hm 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i dun like using stupid system created by stupid ple, the only way is to be the developer then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gona re-pickup my programming skills frm tml onwards. I dun wana b stupid!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M NOT STUPID!!!&lt;/span&gt; I shall make use of the slacking time 2 do sth useful n maeb i will consider doin a IT job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming is fun. I missed programming....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6165011754444801344?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6165011754444801344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6165011754444801344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6165011754444801344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6165011754444801344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-had-enuf.html' title='I Had ENUF!!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7028316353946941040</id><published>2008-01-07T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T06:49:18.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a small world afterall</title><content type='html'>Its such a small small world.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my 11th day of working at starhub today n so coincidentally i saw a familiar face in the lift tis morn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st the lift was very crowded till lvl 6, the center portion was cleared. It was then tat i noticed tis ger standing directly opp mi looked soooo familiar. Noe who isit??? ITS MY COUSIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i wasnt sure if its her. Cos its been very long since i last saw her n was afraid she doesnt recognise mi or maeb its the wrong person i'm calling, so i didnt call her in the lift sumore there's other ple ard. Latr malu myself. And she's bz wif her fone aso. Bt sumhw i'm quite sure its her cos i rmb mum saying she used to work in starhub too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i went back to my desk, i asked my relative for her mobile no. n BINGO!!! Its reali her!!! Ha. Wat a small small world. Both of us r working in the same building, same company, bt different lvl. She's at lvl7 n i'm at lvl 8. The feeling of having to noe a person working same place as u is SO NICE!! Sumore she's my relative. Same surname leh. Ha. At least wun feel tat lonely cos rite now, i dun even hav a fren there. So nxt time i can find her for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till nw i still find it so dramatic. We were directly opp bt didnt get to see each other. Bt even if she saw mi, i dun tink she will recognise mi. Cos i tink its been like 2,3 yrs since we last met. Even my godsis who jus saw mi on mid may 2007, aso cant recognise mi on 13th dec 2007. Maeb its bcos of my haircut. And i was wearin formal sumore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, its time to be prepared to slp. I feel so bad to be late everyday n i nd to b focused in my work. 1 single mistake made is worst than starting from scratch. And i tink i'm getting a little too paranoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i hear my boss fone rings, i will always feel tat, "Must b i made a mistake again" n will tend to eavesdrop. I noe i shdnt bt I'm very worried tat i made a mistake cos it involves too many persons, too many steps. I made a few mistakes b4 so nw i'm kind of scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes i reali find tat i'm soooo stupid. Y cant i understand the stupid system n procedures??? Afterall i'm an IT stud, wats so diffi 2 understand when every1 noes it so well. Bt i mus say its nt bcos i'm stupid, its tat they make it TOO MESSY!!! *Consoling myself* Till i feel tat programming is so much easier. Every piece of work u do will trigger an email out to many parties. So if u make a mistake sumwhr, gd luck lor. Happy editing and replying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7028316353946941040?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7028316353946941040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7028316353946941040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7028316353946941040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7028316353946941040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-small-world-afterall.html' title='Its a small world afterall'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-336004777160334294</id><published>2008-01-06T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T03:38:35.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>Will just post pics for 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left out these pics when i post abt mic bd celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/micbd07-1.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a wish....... "I wish, i wish, i wish to have an ah neh bf..." Opps.... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/micbd07-2.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love tis pic. She was waiting till so impatient while i am trying out wif vien hp camera. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/micbd07-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grp foto.... Bt still incomplete cos Sheanee's missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/micbd07-4.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time seeing the ferris wheel. Ya, i'm a mountain tortoise. Now then i noe the ferris wheel is so pretty at nite. How i wish......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/micbd07-5.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wats all these actually??? Balls?? I was telling mic if she can go down n pick up 1 of it, i will gif her 100 bucks. Ha. And slowly we all started 2 raise the bet bt of cos she didnt accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/micbd07-6.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/micbd07-7.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stationary box. As usual, snacks r a must for mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/pmibox.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My christmas present frm my boss. So nice of her. Onli work there for 2 days n she gave mi present. Bt i've gt 1 similar 1 at hm too. Ha. Tats y i gt a shock when i c tis on my work desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/pmimousepad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kitty cushion frm my dear on fri. So sweettt.... I hope its nt gona get stolen when i return on mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/hellokittycushion.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmmy Kitty pen n pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/charmmykittystationary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-336004777160334294?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/336004777160334294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=336004777160334294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/336004777160334294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/336004777160334294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-210983204714758039</id><published>2008-01-03T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T06:02:34.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm paid to eat, not to work.</title><content type='html'>Finally its fri tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of waking up so early n travelling in such a packed train. I seriously felt like i'm a sardine at tat moment. And i had enuf of those hu kept stepping on my TOES!!! Be it accidentally or wat. Its IRRITATING!!! Painful n yet cant bend dwn 2 rub my toes cos of the limited spaces. And its kind of stuffy in the train too. Wonder when am i going to faint again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my toes dont seem to be recovering. At times it hurts when i walked. Isit normal or isit bcos i've walked too much or too fast??? Sumore i'm nt wearing heels. Hope it recovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's still the same. Boring. Bt then actually its very messy. Till nw i'm still blur on the steps. Shant tink abt it aft work. 2dae i received a missed call n sms frm the previous company i went. Rmb i mentioned the interviewers faces r more bitter than bitter gurd? Ya, tat company. Tink tml then call back. Bt most likely wun accept it. Compare 2 starhub, tink starhub nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my boss is nt bad n no OT. N rite now, most of the times i'm slacking. Unless gt work 2 do. Bt 1 day sure will slack few hrs. I tink i'm the only slacker there now. When i go for lunch, every1's still ard doing work, when i return aft 1 hr, they r still at their seat working n i nv c them goin for lunch aft i return. And, i dun hear or see them eating in office. I wonder how did their stomach remained so obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the only 1 tat keep eating n eating non stop in office. Morn i will bring bread 2 work n will hav it at like 10 plus despite the fact tat i had already had my breakfast at hm. When i go for lunch, i will buy bread again. Meant to be eaten at like 4pm lidat. Somemore there's like delifrance n breadtalk in centrept, how to resist. My boss even asked, u nv eat ur lunch??? So i told her, "Hav ar. Bt i get hungry very easily. So mus eat." Sometimes will buy snacks etc. Bt recently my throat isnt well. Mus b cos of the snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest must b tinking, tis ger is paid 2 come here surf net, read newspaper n eat, nt to work. Bt no energy how to work rite? When i eat then wun fall aslp aso mah. So eating is gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i saw this scene 2dae. A handful of tourists, they looked like they r frm Arabia. They were wif their luggages n gathering outside tis apartment in centrept shopping mall. Know wat??? They tot tats a hotel for them 2 check in bt its nt!! Its a resident place how to let them check in!!??!! Isit bcos the apartments look like hotel 2 them??? I saw the security guard trying 2 explain 2 them n he sounded so impatient. Cos the tourists kept insisting tats the hotel they shd go n they were very rude 2 him too. Wat a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, shall end my post here. The weather is so cold. Cant wait to hide under my blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love wif 张学友 - 咖啡.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feels so gd 2 hav sum1 hu will tink of u when they tink or hear of sth. Though its only for tat very few min, i still feel assured. At least i noe, i'm remembered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-210983204714758039?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/210983204714758039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=210983204714758039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/210983204714758039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/210983204714758039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-paid-to-eat-not-to-work.html' title='I&apos;m paid to eat, not to work.'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2283832222349220528</id><published>2008-01-01T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:53:08.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of Yr 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;张学友 - 咖啡&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;太浓了吧否则怎会苦的说不出话&lt;br /&gt;每次都一个人在自问自答&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱到底还在吗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经淡了吧多放些糖也很难有变化&lt;br /&gt;不如喝完这杯就各自回家&lt;br /&gt;别坐在对面欣赏我的挣扎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一场失败的爱情像个笑话&lt;br /&gt;热得时候心乱如麻&lt;br /&gt;冷了以后看见自己够傻&lt;br /&gt;人怎么会如此容易无法自拔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一场无味的爱情像个谎话&lt;br /&gt;甜的时候只相信它&lt;br /&gt;苦了以后每一句都可怕&lt;br /&gt;人怎么会如此难以了无牵挂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love with tis song. It has bcame a must-to-listen song when i'm travelling to work. Nice song wif meaningful lyrics. Ani1 can sing tis song well??? Mind singing for mi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, its 1/1/08 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt; Hope every1 get wat they wished for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, its just another day. Frm 31st dec 07 to 1st jan 08 - It means throwing away the old calendar n replaced wif a new 1. Tats my feel. Of cos, it also means 1 yr older. So far no idea on hw 2 celebrate too. Maeb nt celebrating. See hw then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far nth much 2 b happy abt aso. I hav 4gotten wat happened in 2007 other than graduated frm NYP, getting the "souvenirs" frm a cat, dislocated my toes n the 3rd movie i watched in 2007 - Alien VS Predator 2. Wat a gross way of rmbering 2007, 31st dec. Thanks to my poly frens. Bt its ok, at least thats sth for mi to rmb. Other than tat, i cant rmb ani other meaningful stuffs. Oh ya, i rmb sth. I took a cab frm my hse to yishun mrt station. I knew its gona b ex bt didnt noe its gona b so ex. The total is $4.60 bt the driver was so kind. He gave mi $1.60 discount which means i onli pay 3 bucks. Wat a nice driver. If onli every1 is as kind as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday seems to b the same to me. Perhaps cos i'm a no life person. Been leadin a very very simple life all these while. Bt will my life in 2008 be the same?? I'm nt sure. Sometimes i wish i get 2 noe when i will die.... so i can get 2 do wat i havent do b4. Bt will i regret aft tat?? I'm nt sure either. Bt sum1 mentioned, its best nt 2 noe when will it be cos u wun treasure aft knowing. Quite true aso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps leading everyday the same through out the yrs isnt tat bad aft all. Cos 2day will b as peaceful as ytd. Bt hw long can tis last???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only wish for 2008 shall be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my 2 darlings will b happier n healthier everyday n tat they will always be as playful as now. Cos seeing them happy makes mi happy too. They r the reason y i love to be hm. Esp aft a tiring day frm work, the sight of them waiting for me at the door, their happy barking n wif their tails wagging non stop, its reali GREAT!!! They make mi 4get my problems, my unhappiness, my tiredness at tat moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Cookie Miki. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2283832222349220528?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2283832222349220528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2283832222349220528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2283832222349220528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2283832222349220528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2008/01/start-of-yr-2008.html' title='Start of Yr 2008'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2724060119812852638</id><published>2007-12-30T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T01:10:21.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frens~</title><content type='html'>Fri was Mic 20th Birthday!!! Once again, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a bd dinner celebration wif my phs clique on fri after work. Sq, Mic, Vien n Cherry. Bt we had a prob in finding a place for dinner. Most of them just dined in n we had to wait for like 1 hr or more. Thx 2 Mic!! Cos she's sooo late. Ha. Bt she's the queen on fri, we were only the slaves, wat 2 do. LOL. So ended up we went to BillyBombers cos there's seat for the 6 of us, including cherry bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we headed for the esplanade. Bt cherry left wif her bf to drive the car frm marina sq to esplanade. Ended up, like wat we expected, she nv return. A gd example of 重色轻友. Ha. I still tot aft tat gt free ride hm. Bt its ok, i've gt sq 2 acc mi 2 yishun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very nice chat wif the rest at the Merlion Park. Havent been 2 esplanade for such a long time. The previous time was 4 yrs back. Used to hang out there wif sq n mic. The esplanade looks so different now n its so crowded. Bt it still brought back the gd old memories. All of us misses sec sch period. Lots of sweet memories we had. If only we can turn bac time n b classmates once again. I missed the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we only meet few times a yr nw, we always hav endless tings 2 chat. Bt main ting is still on the topic, relationship. Reali glad 2 hav a grp of buddies to share my prob wif. Since sec sch, they hav been the ones always there for mi. If nt for them, i reali wonder hw am i goin 2 survive thru the period when i'm dwn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx so much, my frens~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I feel tat frens r very impt in life. All human beings nd frens, be it guys or gers. Lovers may part, bt frens r forever. Friendship is so much simpler than a relationship. In a relationship, there's simply too many tings 2 care for. Freedom, trust, communication, sincerity, responsibility etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be alot of tings i wanted 2 say, bt sumhw my mind is so blank nw. I'm tired of tinking.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i rmb saying sth like tis......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always get urself the right size of shoe, else your feet will end up getting hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2724060119812852638?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2724060119812852638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2724060119812852638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2724060119812852638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2724060119812852638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/frens.html' title='Frens~'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1246996006286583460</id><published>2007-12-25T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T03:14:06.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>不想懂得</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;当世界 不知不觉的变了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候 我怀念以前的我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作的梦 虽然远远的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想象是 一种快乐 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1246996006286583460?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1246996006286583460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1246996006286583460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1246996006286583460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1246996006286583460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='不想懂得'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4705883008975132600</id><published>2007-12-22T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T23:53:22.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Old Days.</title><content type='html'>1.5 day of working at StarHub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, nth nice 2 mention. Dun reali like the environment over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Nortel. A very nice place 2 work in. Bt bcos its too nice a place 2 work in, nobody wans 2 quit. Every1's enjoying their work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lidat hw can i go there 2 work??? Unless is again working as temp 2 cover sum of the staff's job when he/she is nt ard. So now i mus wish the staff will go for 1 or 2 mth holi. Lidat i can work longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gona find a betta job so i can quit StarHub. Perhaps i shd hav request for GIC. Bt its reali far. Sure reached hm aft 7pm. At least now i reached hm sumwhr b4 7pm. Aniwae, see how things go. I believe wat is mine will definitely be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt in a gd mood these few days. Perhaps its cos of the disappointment wif StarHub aso. Find my life to be so boring. Suddenly misses my frens so much.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wishing for a gathering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wishing for a nice sea view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wishing for a chat at the esplanade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I missed the gd old days.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i really nd 2 find a way to destress myself. Bt wat can i do?? Suddenly i gt the tot of learning tennis bt i'm afraid end up i will get hit by the tennis ball. Or maeb shd go swimming. Continuous swimming for 10 laps?? If not wat else can i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening 2 sum old songs these few days. Songs by 张学友 n 苏永康 r so nice. Bt i love tis song now - 我介意 by 金莎. Kinship ending song. So nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;其实我的安静有迹可寻&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;只是你不太留心而已&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;如果说两个人在一起&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;比一个人孤寂&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱会不会过期&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;渐渐你成为我部落格里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;被别人阅览着的心情&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我听说留言的人会有个面具&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;那个匿名的会不会就是你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还是介意你的话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;总在无意间变化&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;介意你对爱的想法和我有了分岔&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我介意你没忘了她&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;介意你还放不下&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;该迁就还是一笑而罢&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4705883008975132600?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4705883008975132600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4705883008975132600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4705883008975132600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4705883008975132600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-old-days.html' title='The Good Old Days.'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6685094593079818537</id><published>2007-12-14T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T07:55:23.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working is FUN</title><content type='html'>Yea, I had survived another working day!!!! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bz&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dae&lt;/span&gt;. Reached office at 8.20am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lidat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Reali&lt;/span&gt; surprised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; early again &amp;amp; there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ani&lt;/span&gt;1 there, except the receptionist. Luckily she's back. Chatted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wif&lt;/span&gt; her for awhile n gt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bac&lt;/span&gt; 2 my seat at 8.25am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Began my day by sorting out the documents, create a table of contents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;frm&lt;/span&gt; "A" to "Z", calling up the contractors to ask for quotation, ask for technician etc. During the receptionist lunch hr, i was needed at the reception desk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bt&lt;/span&gt; reception duties can b quite fun at times. Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;maeb&lt;/span&gt; cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; only helping out for tat 1 hr, so still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alrite&lt;/span&gt;. Will find it still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alrite&lt;/span&gt;. Basically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sae&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good Morning blah blah blah" Ha. Can memorise tat sentence now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the receptionist taught mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt;. "I am sorry the receptionist is out for lunch. Would you like to leave your name &amp;amp; contact no? And i will ask her to get back to you." So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; much stress. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; to mention tat n they will auto call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;latr&lt;/span&gt; or leave their contacts. Ha. The major prob i faced is when dealing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wif&lt;/span&gt; foreigners n the names etc. Its DIFFICULT!!!! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;duno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; r they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;saeing&lt;/span&gt;. And i cant possibly ask them to repeat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes i will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; smile at them or ask them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt; do they spell the names. Cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; company is too globally established. Most of the staffs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Singaporeans&lt;/span&gt;. I met lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Eurasians&lt;/span&gt;, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Philippians, a few china staffs etc. Luckily the contractors r chinese. If nt i tink my day will b so tough. Hw to tok 2 them?? 1 duck 1 chicken. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bt 2dae was quite fun. Settled most of my work bt met some probs here n there aso. Bt nt major prob. The staffs there r very nice n they will assist me when i nd their help. Was supposed 2 b very very bz aft lunch cos my schedule was :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;1. At 2pm, i nd 2 help in supervising the workers in the moving of furniture 2 the president office. Bt president wasnt ard. If nt can c him. Ha. Aniwae, tis was done by 1 of the handyman, my colleague. So i dun nd 2 do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;2. At 3pm, a technician will b coming dwn to service the printer n i nd 2 b his escort. Brought him upstairs 2 whr the printer was n told him wats the prob n made sure he stayed wif mi n nt exploring the office on his own. Ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Quite fun aso bt then was so guilty abt it 2dae. Cos i requested for the technician 2 b dwn 2dae bt tis was assigned by my person-in-charge. She told mi 2 call for the technician 2 cfm the time b4 she left for her holi. So i jus followed wat i was told. The technician came n couldnt find any error when he test print. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;He said he needed a pc 2 find the bug bt its only my 2nd day of work of cos i'm still as blur as a sotong. I told him exactly wat i was told n i wasnt sure abt the rest. So i was like so lost. Called up the handyman tinking he might b able 2 help bt he wasnt sure. So the daring mi went over 2 1 of the staff desk n requested for her help. Luckily she's nice enuf 2 help. Cos tat level is for executives. Imagine i offend 1 of the executives. Ha. Gd luck 2 mi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Eventually the bug wasnt solved. Cos everyting prints out correctly. I was so guilty aft tat, for asking him 2 make a waste trip up, somemore it was raining heavily at tat time. Maeb cos i'm new 2 such ting. I find it so bad. I keep feeling tat its my mistake for nt clarifying n asking the whole situation wif the person-in-charge. In addition, i did ask him, r u paid for coming??? He said no. I felt so bad lar. So i apologised 2 him n he understands too. Fortunately he is patient n understanding enuf. Imagine i met wif a fussy n unreasonable technician. Again, gd luck 2 mi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bt 1st time gt visitor finds mi. So great. Ha. Cos everytime i only get 2 c guests lookin for other staffs. Sure wun hav my guest. Finally i hav a guest for mi 2dae. WAHAHAHA. Quite fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;3. At aso 3pm, i nd 2 help out wif the couriers. Cos the handyman helped mi alot so i was tinking of offering my help. Bt the stupid printer wasted my 1 hr. When i returned, he's almost done. So went 2 help out in other stuffs. Soon its near 2 5pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;4. At ard 4.55pm, was called 2 help out at the reception cos the receptionist nd 2 deliver her mails. So I sat there for like few min. Ard 10 min lidat. Aft tat chatted wif the receptionist for awhile then went 2 finish up my work n soon its 5.30 pm. End of day. Ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;A happy day 2dae except for some guilts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;2 more days 2 go n i will b leaving tis company. Hooo... So sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Its quite a nice place 2 work in. Their culture is sth i liked. And the working location is so convenient compared 2 other places like shenton way or orchard n the food is cheaper than in orchard. There's also underpass n shelter all the way 2 the office &amp;amp; ends work at 5.30pm. When i reached hm its onli 6.15pm. So nice. Compared 2 7pm. Its alot different. I get 2 bathe n eat n watch tv at 7pm. Bt wasted they r nt hiring any perm staff rite now. Else i will sure request for it. Ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shall go for my slp now. Tired aft a bz day. Walking up n dwn, round n round the office. Bt reali fun. 1st time i enjoy my work. Maeb cos i get 2 walk here n there, instead of sitting dwn frm start 2 end. And when i'm bz, time past so much faster. I like. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;KK shall sign off here. Bye~ Nitez~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6685094593079818537?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6685094593079818537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6685094593079818537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6685094593079818537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6685094593079818537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/working-is-fun.html' title='Working is FUN'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7336527452550054838</id><published>2007-12-13T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T05:02:19.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Handicapped" Day</title><content type='html'>Tired. Mentally n physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs r so sour now n mind is so dead nw. Ha. Cant get 2 slp last nite. I can say thruout the nite, i wasnt slping. Though i went 2 bed at 11pm bt i reali cant slp at all. My mind was awake thruout the nite till i wak up at 7am. Bro brought frens over for mj in the midnite. Even worse. So rite now i'm dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i'm surprised i can last till now. Nv fell aslp during work. Ha. Was early 2dae. Although i went into the wrong lift. Ha. Bt i'm still 5 min earlier. Nan de i'm early. When i went there, i couldnt see a single soul. The receptionist wasnt there, i went into the work area, there's no 1 inside. So i went n sat at the waiting area. Finally i saw the person in charge of mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told mi, i've gt 2 stay at the reception desk 2dae cos she nd 2 cover the receptionist job who is on mc 2dae. So i sat there, while she explained my job scope n aso helped out wif sum of the reception duties. Basically i'm handicapped there n answering the fone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good Morning/Afternoon, [company name] Singapore, How may i help u??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This was wat i did 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bz bz bz. Answering fone calls wasnt ez at all. Esp when u r communicating wif those Eurasians, or foreigners. I can say, i admire the receptionist. They nd 2 handle so many tings. Attending to guests, couriers, handle fone calls, transfer lines, bking of meeting rms, replyin to the emails n many other misc stuffs. Pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st i was so afraid of answering fone calls. Always hoping it wun ring. Ha. Actually till nw i'm still scared aso. Tml the person in charge of me will b on leave till tue. And i've gt 2 cover her job which includes 1 hr of reception duties when the receptionist goes for lunch. I'm scared!!! I'm gonna b all alone. 2dae lucky there's her. Or shd sae, lucky the receptionist didnt hav her mc 2dae n tml. If nt I WILL DIE!!!!! I duno hw am i goin 2 survive thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt reception job gt its benefits aso. Start n end work on time. Sure no OT. Ha. And if there's nth 2 do, we chat. Hence, time past quite fast. Ha. So we spent quite some time chatting at the reception desk. A very nice lady 2 chat n work wif. Hardworking n fast learner n she can multi task. Like robot lidat. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a funny ting happened 2day. I mistook a staff name as a lady's name bt is actually a HE. I called up tis fellow 2 tell him, u hav a guest here. Bt i tot i called the wrong no. I wanted 2 hung up the fone bt i asked, "Hmm, sry, i'm looking for K**** Chong." And he said he is. I paused for awhile n pretended nth happened. Aft he went into the meeting rm wif his guest, I cant endure animore i told the person-in charge, "I 4gt u told mi tis is a GUY!!!!" HAHAHA. Cos she told mi b4 tats a guy. Ha. So both of us LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae was quite a lucky day. I get 2 sit on train when goin 2 work n bac hm. Both train rides i get 2 sit dwn so i dun hav the feeling of fainting 2dae. Hopefully tml will b the same n nth gonna crop up tml n nxt mon n tue. Let mi work in peace n I will b so glad. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7336527452550054838?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7336527452550054838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7336527452550054838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7336527452550054838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7336527452550054838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/handicapped-day.html' title='&quot;Handicapped&quot; Day'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6514226004097372061</id><published>2007-12-12T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T05:06:38.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tml is the day</title><content type='html'>Its wed 2dae. Tml is thurs. Gona start work tml. For 4 days temp at United Square. Somehw i'm still nt in the mood for work yet. Ha. Rested for too long. Wonder hw's working life like. Its gona b my 1st working exp other than internship. Hopefully its nice. Although its onli for 4 days. Bt 2 mi, if its nt nice, i wun last for more than 1 day. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK gona go prepare for tml n slp early 2nite. If nt tml will b a tough day. Wish mi gd luck. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6514226004097372061?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6514226004097372061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6514226004097372061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6514226004097372061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6514226004097372061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/tml-is-day.html' title='Tml is the day'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1565215854529849607</id><published>2007-12-11T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T06:38:13.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gd news???</title><content type='html'>Gd news!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIC is on the headlines for ytd news n 2dae's newspaper. GIC takes a big SWISS bite. Ha. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt tats nt the gd news i wanted 2 say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real gd news is, i've gt a job. Just went 2 sign the contract 2dae. Finally. Aft 10mths of resting at hm. Longest holi i ever hav. Ha. I tot i can rest for a yr. WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will b working in StarHub located at StarHub building, cuppage road - somerset. So ple, noe whr 2 find mi le??? HAHA. If u happen 2 b there or shopping in centrepoint, come find mi bt provided i am free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd i mentioned i wan the new job offer bt i changed my mind aft goin for the interview tis morn. 1st time i c interviewers with face more bitter than bitter-gourd. The atmoshphere was so scary. 1 of the interviewer was a director. She has the face of a typical witch. HAHAHAHA. Opps~ I'm sry. Ha. Bt then she reali gave mi a very umcomfortable feeling. I wanted 2 faster end the interview n leave. The whole interview last for 1hr. 1hr leh!!! My previous interviews only last for abt 30 min?? Or even lesser. And she asked mi so much qns. Ya. MUCH. Cos i reali cant count hw many qns she asked. Uncountable. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aft the interview, my decision is i dun wan tis job i wan the previous offer, StarHub. At least there, the atmosphere is nt tat intense n the manager is nice n the job scope is relaxing n no OT. Ha. Tats more impt 2 mi. Money is secondary. Primary factor is, is there OT. And when i go StarHub work i can c my dear everyday. Cos his work place is jus few lvls up. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting work on 19th Dec, nxt wed. Bt for this thurs, fri n nxt mon n tue will b helping out wif a temp job at United Square. Aft tat then go StarHub. And thurs will b a public holi. So work on wed, thurs rest, fri n mon work then tue rest. Ha. I love dec. I love public holi. Bt can i hav more public holi?? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, shall work for a period of time n see how. If dun like i shall tender. WAHAHA. Since i'm nt in need of money, no job doesnt matter 2 mi. To those employers out there, i noe for sure tat they wun wan 2 recruit a person like mi, aft knowing tat i've gt no motivation 2 earn money. Ha. Bt nvm. I can always slack at hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is the best motivation for most working ple i supposed. Who will work for free rite?? Its all bcos of money tat every1 is working so hard for. For mi, i've gt no motivation so abit hard 2 survive thru the working period. Bt for my dear, i shall survive till he quit. Haha. Unless the job is reali sth i like very much. Then maeb i will finish the contract, get the bonus n leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK, i'm so tired. Been rushing here n there for interviews since fri. I wonder hw am i goin 2 survive when i go work. 1st few wks sure cant get used 2 it. I supposed i will nd the help of lots of coffee n tea. And aso tibits!!! Ha. I'm used 2 eating n eating durin these few mths at hm. Hw can i 4get my tibits??!!?? Gonna create my own pantry there aso. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall hav a gd slp 2nite. Gona miss slping when i start work on tis thurs. So now mus slp all i can. Aniwae, pray for mi tat tis job is 101% suitable for mi. Ha. If nt i tink 2nd day of work i may tender. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tats mi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1565215854529849607?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1565215854529849607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1565215854529849607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1565215854529849607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1565215854529849607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/gd-news.html' title='Gd news???'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6948192069755787231</id><published>2007-12-10T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T01:47:10.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat is urs will b urs</title><content type='html'>I'm back hm frm my interview. Ha. Sth happened 2day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept!!!!! Ha. Was supposed 2 hav the interview at 10am tis morn. Guess wat time i woke up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9.36am!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos i panicked. I rmb setting my alarm at 8am bt hw cum my fone didnt ring?? Bt then i'm very sure i set the alarm b4 i slpt last nite. Mus b i off it when i'm half awake. Ha. At 1st i tot maeb if i get a cab shd b able 2 rush dwn on time. Bt then its ex lor. Frm my hse to orchard. Waste so much money for an interview. Ha. I nt tat stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called my dear. He said,"Call the person n tell her u gt sth on." Ha. So i call the person n tell her i gt sth on n asked if she can gif mi another time slot. Luckily, she's nice enuf 2 schedule another time for mi n luckily i called 2 tell her i cant make it at 10am cos she gt a meeting at 10.30am. Imagine i let her wait for so long. Guess most prob cant get the job. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time i'm late for an interview. Guess i'm too tired for slping late on sun nite n waking up so early tis morn. Aniwae, the interview was alrite. Ha. I gt more interview exp than job exp. LOL. And aso more exp n rejecting than accepting. Ha. Rejected quite a few previously hopefully i wun get retribution. HAHA. I wan the job i went 2dae. Lots of reason for accepting than rejecting. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment is nice bt COLD. The aircon charge like FOC lidat. Set the temperature so low. If i get to work there mus bring winter jacket. LOL. Another ting is tat the staff r mostly quite young n the work scope is quite alrite. Doesnt require OT. And sumtimes there's nth for the team 2 do aso. So gd. For the pay is hrly basis bt its gd aso. Cos u can self declare ur holi. Hee. Dun go den no money lor. Suitable for mi. Since i'm nt dying for money. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml i shall hav the ans. Bt even if they r nt recruiting mi aso nvm. The previous interview tat i went was a successful one. The recruiter saes the interviewer likes mi. LOL. Lucky she's a lady if nt..... Ha. So most prob tis thurs will start work. My 1st job, other than internship. Bt its only for 4 days. Ha. Kind of excited now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully its nt gona rain n rain non stop. I'm sick of the wet floors. Esp the bus stop here. Its always flooding when it rains. Ha. Guess wat. My fone jus rang. Another job offer. I tink i'm fated dun nd 2 work. So many jobs when i get 2 hav 1. Always making mi change n change my mind. Bt every job gets betta. Nw i get a betta offer. Ha. I'm changin my decision. I wan tis job i dun wan the previous wan. LOL. HAHAHAHAHA. Ladies r fickle minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt some tings r jus fated. Wat is urs will b urs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. I jus gt a call again. The interview i went tis morn is successful. Ha. Bt nw i'm deciding. I tot they gona call tml bt hu noes they called now. Troublesome. No job aso troublesome. ARGH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6948192069755787231?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6948192069755787231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6948192069755787231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6948192069755787231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6948192069755787231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/jobs-jobs-jobs.html' title='Wat is urs will b urs'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2944699569133218927</id><published>2007-12-09T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T04:23:50.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Awards 2007 -Part I</title><content type='html'>Argh!! So Messy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nt the Star Award tat i'm looking forward to. Its nxt wk i tink. For 2day is mainly jus some recap of the old shows. Bt nvm. Can still get 2 hear n recall the shows n songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2944699569133218927?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2944699569133218927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2944699569133218927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2944699569133218927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2944699569133218927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/star-awards-2007-part-i.html' title='Star Awards 2007 -Part I'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6012259595347389035</id><published>2007-12-09T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T03:21:25.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Awards 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its Star Awards once again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tis yr the event is so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of familiar faces, shows n songs. Reminds mi of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love The Unbeatables (Shuang Tian Zhi Zun) theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. 1 yr past just lidat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna b 2008 soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I dun wana b 21!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i jus realised there's alot of law benefiting those under 21 yrs old. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i'm off 2 my tv show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the results r 2 my liking. Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6012259595347389035?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6012259595347389035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6012259595347389035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6012259595347389035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6012259595347389035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/star-awards-2007.html' title='Star Awards 2007'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6540083956335206209</id><published>2007-12-07T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T07:51:41.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate SQUARES!!!</title><content type='html'>Was out 2dae. Had a last min interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd one of my recruiter's colleague called n recommended mi a temp job. Mainly covering for few days. 14 days 2 b exact. 4 days in dec, 10 days in jan. Obviously is covering for staff who's goin on leave. Ha. Bt nice sia. Tis kind of job. Can get 2 rest n at the meantime gain some work exp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very gd company. Voted as 1 of the top few companies to work for. Had a hard time finding the place. Ha. Dear n I were like 2 blur sotongs. Walking ard n trying the lift bt we were at the WRONG SHOPPING MALL!!! The office location is at United Square bt both of us nv go b4. We only went 2 Novena Square bt tat was few yrs bac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gt a big shocked when i saw Novena Square. Its like totally different frm the previous image we had in our mind. The small shopping mall wif nt much tings 2 shop. So the 1st ting tat came 2 my mind was,"Novena Square gt so big meh??" Now there's even another Square 2. Duno wat Square isit. So many SquareS here n there. Makes us so blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked the security guard for direction bt was still confused whr 2 go n the direction he gave wasnt tat convenient cos it was raining at tat time. Eventually we went bac 2 the mrt station n looked at the map directory. Smart dear, his idea. Finally we get 2 find the exit 2 United Square. Cos of the ulu location of the exit, tats y we missed it n went 2 the wrong exit. The long n curvy tunnel reminds mi of the tunnel frm Tanjong Pagar mrt station to GIC. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Memories~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, we finally get 2 c United Square. Ha. Aft so long. Luckily we went early. Supposed 2 hav the interview at 4.30pm bt we reached there at 3.30pm. Spent near to 1 hr walking ard finding the place. Luckily dear was wif mi. Else i supposed i will b so lost n so late. Cos if its mi alone, i sure late de. My bad habit. Ha. Whr gt extra time 2 search for the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there and find the environment very cosy n relaxing. The staffs there r very friendly to mi. Like the place very much. Bt i will only b doing temp job there. Bt in the midst of the interview, sum1 called. This lady offered mi a job. I almost forgotten wat role did i applied for. Submitted too many resumes. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt why isit like tis?? When there's a job for mi, i always hav 2 b stuck in the middle cos so coincidental tat i aso will get other job offer. Why r jobs always coming to mi at the same time???? Ha. Bt gd aso. Goes 2 show tat at least gt ple want mi. LOL. I mean gt company wants to employ mi. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, finally i may b able 2 work near my dear. BT then, jus when i get tis rare chance to work near him, he's quitting. ARGH!!! Hw can lidat!!! Bt nvm, gona ask him apply same company as mi if i get in. WAHAHAHA. Bt i supposed he wun want 2. Bt nvm, i can understand. If a better company offers him a job with better prospect, y nt?? Afterall, its for our future. Hee. Shdnt stop him. Shall see hw tings go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, mum called n said she's at TTSH for her eye checkup so since i'm in the vicinity, i went over 2 find her. Lidat dear aso dun nd 2 accompany mi home. I can go hm wif my mum. More convenient for him too. Went hm n was so happy 2 c my 2 darlings. They were so happy too. Hoo, my poor darlings!! Esp cookie. It was raining so heavily 2dae. He fears thunder n i'm nt ard at hm. He must have been very scared. Heard frm my bro who was slping alone at hm, Cookie Miki went 2 disturb him. They must b so bored n so scared n wanted him 2 wak up. So CUTE!!! Tats my darlings. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya. I saw a Hello Kitty store in United Square!!! Hee. Was so happy when i saw it. Although there's no pet store bt Hello Kitty store makes mi happy too. So immed i told my dear, i wan go in n i quickly went over leaving him walking behind. Like a kid who sees Toy S'Rus. HAHA. There's also Toy S'Rus in United Square n i also told my dear i wan go in. Ha. United Square is reali a kid paradise. So many kids favourite. How I wish i'm still a kid nw. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6540083956335206209?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6540083956335206209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6540083956335206209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6540083956335206209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6540083956335206209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-squares.html' title='I hate SQUARES!!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3831678629889455445</id><published>2007-12-03T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T07:51:05.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mama Shop</title><content type='html'>My own "mama" shop. Ha. Any1 noe hw cum its called mama shop??? Y isit nt papa shop??? Isit bcos only mama do grocery shopping tats y its called mama shop??? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, here r the contributions by my dearest dear. Ha. Some of my fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/mysnacks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worrying tat i will have nth 2 eat for supper, he will always re-stock my mama shop every wkend so tat i will hav food to eat from Sun to Fri. Cos he noes i nd 2 eat supper b4 slping. Hee. So nice of him. Always giving mi the best n making sure i dun go hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky i lose wt faster than i gain wt, else i supposed my wt would hav doubled now. Eating n eating during these 9 mths plus of slacking at hm. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3831678629889455445?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3831678629889455445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3831678629889455445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3831678629889455445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3831678629889455445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-mama-shop.html' title='My Mama Shop'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7042737636042639130</id><published>2007-11-30T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T04:38:23.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch</title><content type='html'>Was out 2day with dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to go IT fair at expo bt was lazy. Ha. Nd 2 wake up so early n travel so far. So met dear at amk hub for lunch. Been a long time we had lunch at Soup Restaurant. Find it quite ex. Other than service charge &amp;amp; gst, the plate of peanuts, wet tissues etc r nt for free. Bt the soup is real nice. So usually dear will order take away for mi. Its cheaper this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt 2day he was the 1 who suggested goin to Soup Restaurant for lunch cos he saes he's happy. Finally he had completed his degree wif all passed. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of like the design they have. A very cosy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/lunchatsouprestaurant-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regular soup. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUMMY-LICIOUS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/lunchatsouprestaurant-3.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dessert. Forgot to take pic of my main food - Steamed rice wif mushroom n chicken. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICE NICE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Too nice le tats y 4gt 2 take b4 eating. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/lunchatsouprestaurant-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new haircut!!&lt;/span&gt; So much shorter. Ha. Bt its easier to manage. I just nd 2 change my clothes, grab my bag n off i go. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/lunchatsouprestaurant-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to my previous hair length. Haven cut for almost a yr. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/beforehaircut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i did rebonding. My 1ST rebonding. My hairdresser always recommend mi to rebond bt i always tell her,"&lt;em&gt;Dont want lar, rebond le will look so straight n fake plus i like my natural curl.&lt;/em&gt;" Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is thick n abit curl bt then cos of its thickness, it looks straight. And if i cut thinner, it will curl for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAD ENUF OF MY HEAVY HAIR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. So dear suggested rebonding. Nw it feels so much lighter n softer. Bt the process of rebonding is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TIRING!!! ITS SUPER LONG!!! 4 HOURS!!!&lt;/span&gt; Really admired the other gers who keep going salon for rebonding n dying etc. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO LONG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt noe its gona tak so long to rebond a head of hair. I sat on the seat till my buttock pain. Bt luckily i had my dear to accompany mi for tat 4 hrs. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST BF AWARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shd b given to him. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt; And aso my dear fren, SQ who make the effort to visit mi at the salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;THANKS THANKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely nt the kind who will spend so long time to doll up. I dun wear make up, i dun do facial, i dun do manicure, i dun go for spa, i dun go for beauty prodts, i dun follow the trend. Ha. I'm the lazy kind. Watever u call it. Ha. Only ting i do is apply nail polish at times. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;IF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i hav the mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7042737636042639130?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7042737636042639130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7042737636042639130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7042737636042639130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7042737636042639130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/lunch.html' title='Lunch'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3800235986524275717</id><published>2007-11-25T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:46:59.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Mouse</title><content type='html'>Dear bought tis Logitech mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/lgmouse-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of tis. The wires can b kept neatly. Very portable. So actually it suits him more than for mi. Since he's a laptop user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/lgmouse-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N he intended 2 exchange wif my mouse bt i didnt agree lar. Cos i cant b so bad 2 him mah. He buys new mouse bt ends up he exchanges wif my old mouse. Hw can throw him all the 2nd hand stuffs. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i quite like the mouse he bought. Cos its white n there's doggies paws prints on it. He mus b tinkin i will like tats y he wants to exchange wif mi. Hee. So nice of him. Always gif mi the best. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our final decision is, i shall test use the mouse for 1 wk. Ha. So jus nw i was happily uncurling the wires n....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wire is too short for mi. Cos of my computer arrangement. My CPU is at my left side so i will nd longer wire 2 b able to use the mouse wif my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw the mouse is at my left hand side n keyboard is infront of mi so its kind of like opp direction. My hands gotta criss cross when using the mouse n keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fated tis mouse is nt meant for mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i had a haircut on last fri. Ha. Those hu noes mi will noe i dun go for regular haircuts cos i jus dun like 2 cut my hair. Ha. Bt finally abt a long discussion wif dear, i've decided to cut my hair n its short nw. Ya, its reali SHORT!! Compared 2 my long long hair i had. Will post pics sum other day, if i rmb. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOO.... I MISS MY LONG HAIR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Bt its ok lar. Hair will grow n having short hair aso gd. At least its lighter n cooler. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3800235986524275717?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3800235986524275717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3800235986524275717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3800235986524275717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3800235986524275717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/nice-mouse.html' title='Nice Mouse'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3710498381111039524</id><published>2007-11-15T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T22:18:07.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Keyboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bought a new keyboard from challenger on wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bcos my old keyboard is spoilt bt cos its still quite stiff aft using for like 2 yrs. Makes mi tired aft typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133311874014547794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/Rz0v87Puj1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/8AKzfVH9qJw/s320/Image225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks pretty bt I'm still trying to adjust to the new key arrangement now. Quite diffi to type aso. Keep typing wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of like laptop keys bt nt exactly &amp;amp; the sound is abit weird. I still prefer the sound of typing on a laptop or a normal keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there isnt any Power key for tis. I searched ard for the available keyboards n realised tat there isnt such key function for the keyboards now. Wonder y. Its so convenient bt y there isnt such function now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I miss the action of pressing the Power key to shut dwn my com!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt nvm, tis keyboard is i choose de. So i've gt to bear the consequences. Ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3710498381111039524?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3710498381111039524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3710498381111039524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3710498381111039524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3710498381111039524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-keyboard.html' title='New Keyboard'/><author><name>Jazz</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/_feWil6vaKO8/Rz0v87Puj1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/8AKzfVH9qJw/s72-c/Image225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4835987419113782851</id><published>2007-11-12T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:44:31.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare Bluetooth Virtual Keyboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sth new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt nt very new aso. Tink it came out few mths ago. Bt tis is my 1st time seeing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cool bt then i still prefer the old version of keyboard cos at least when i type, there's feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, its nice n high tech bt then i tink it will b abit weird when typing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sound, no feeling n maeb will have more typo errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the standard keyboard sound. The noisier the better. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131826029523714962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/RzfolZLdQ5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/lzJlMBGrXcY/s320/virtual-laser-keyboard-hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131825956509270914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/RzfohJLdQ4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/dFq546kITaY/s320/1397-box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4835987419113782851?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4835987419113782851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4835987419113782851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4835987419113782851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4835987419113782851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/rare-bluetooth-virtual-keyboard.html' title='Rare Bluetooth Virtual Keyboard'/><author><name>Jazz</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/_feWil6vaKO8/RzfolZLdQ5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/lzJlMBGrXcY/s72-c/virtual-laser-keyboard-hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1632991808285172842</id><published>2007-11-11T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T03:02:03.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopefully</title><content type='html'>Sunday is the day i hate. Though as for nw, everyday is the same 2 mi bt wkends r the day i get 2 meet my dear. So wkends r meaningful 2 mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hw i wish tis kind of peaceful days can last 4ever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i dun tink its goin 2 b.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, nvm. Shall see tings with a positive mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get a job b4 2008 comes. No particular reason. Nt bcos of no money, nt bcos i haven slack enuf. Ha. Hu dun love slacking, rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt jus tat i'm forced to work. Its been lidat all the while. Forced to study, forced to continue get dip n nw forced to work. Bt nvm, its ok. I shall take it as a step closer to my future dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y b4 2008, cos i jus realised cny is coming soon. Tats so fast. Kind of dislike cny as i start 2 grow older. Find it just a season for ple to waste money. Getting sick of all those travelling n hse visits aso. I rather stay hm n accompany my 2 dogs. So gt 2 faster get a job. If not, when cny comes, will b the time i die. Every1 will start shooting mi with the standard qns, wat am i doin nw?? y nv go work?? blah blah blah..... Its irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully will get a job b4 tat. Lidat nobody will keep nagging n i can do wat i wan. Maeb go for holi, bt still cant bear to part wif my 2 darlings so shall c hw then. Smuggle them tog. Ha. Maeb going for laser to remove my scars, if its still so obvious in few mths time. And i aso hope to be able to help spca &amp;amp; asd. Hopefully i can contribute abit to help those poor dogs there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe i love dogs more than i love humans. If u ask mi 2 choose between elderly or dogs, surely w/o tinking i will sae dogs. Y?? The ans is simple. They r pure n innocent n they r loyal to Man. Dogs feeling r true to Man. Bt r Man ever true to them?? Do Man reali love them like they do?? Though kids r often considered as pure n innocent bt tats the past. Nowadays kids r being polluted by the media, the Internet etc. But of cos there's still sum exception case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is changing so am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, i will take pity on those poor elderly bt i'm nt saying nw i dun. In fact i still do. Watching the poor elderly collecting cardboard, cleaning the table for us, washing the toilet, even those ah neh sweeping floor, dealing wif our garbage, i also find them very poor ting. Will wonder, y they so poor ting. Bt then, aft sum tinking, i start 2 have tis tot, could it be their retribution??? I duno wat retribution is tat, maeb cos they were rebellious when young, they choose 2 enjoy 1st then suffer, or maeb they were rotten eggs in their previous life etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its my dear's influence, i will tend 2 tink in different angles. I duno if tis is gd or bad. Bt i supposed its no harm tinking in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin forward 2 a brand new yr, 2008. A meaningful yr i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml i shall start my job hunt again. Hopefully tis time round i can get 2 find gd job w/o goin thru the recruit company. Bt i supposed its hard. Shall c hw then. Hopefully i can get 2 work wif dear or maybe work near the same area. At least we get 2 meet. Ani1 gt job 2 intro?? Bt i must say i'm fussy. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1632991808285172842?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1632991808285172842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1632991808285172842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1632991808285172842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1632991808285172842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/hopefully.html' title='Hopefully'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6258403246639371073</id><published>2007-11-08T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:13:10.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning is FUN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Micho, Happy Deepavali!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Dun kill mi when u c tat. HaHaHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i tink of deepavali i will tink of micho. Ha. Last time during sch days, when we tok abt deepavali we will joke abt micho. Ha. Its already a habit, cant be changed. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to dear hse ytd cos we had no other place 2 go also, so might as well stay hm. Save money too. Ha. Dear wanted 2 have a nap cos he woke up very early 2 study b4 he went for his exams bt i kept disturbing him, telling him dun slp. Ha. Cos if he slp le i will b bored. Nth 2 do. So i kept telling him 2 go take a garbage bag n we shall start cleaning up his rm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand untidiness. No choice, cant b changed. Ha. Already cultivate the habit of keeping neat since young. Hee. Bt i tink its gd 2 keep neat n tidy. It goes to show hw a person does his work. I'm nt saying he is very messy in his work. Ha. Infact, he loves 2 b neat n his work r done in a systematic way bt he gt no time 2 pack his rm. Nt enuf time to slp, whr gt enuf time 2 tidy his rm. Plus he is a guy n sharing rm wif his bro so of cos, the rm will b messy. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ytd, we spent 2,3 hrs packing his rm. Bt mainly his table. Clear lots of the notes, his bro nyp lecture notes still available. Bt i threw them away ytd le. Ha. Mine was thrown away immed aft i finished my last paper. Bt my stuffs r neatly filed in different files so i noe wat shd i throw wat i shdnt. Bt his bro's is nt. Ha. The whole stack of papers contain other stuffs, like his ns letter, his driving theory result slip etc. All the impt tings r put tog so i gt 2 look thru every piece 2 c if i'm throwing away an impt piece of paper nt. Bt its ok. I love cleaning up. Ha. Hu wan clean up ur rm let mi noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of cleaning up the stuffs, dear found a few of his impt tings. Like his uni student card, his fotos, his money, his ns letters, my letters for him etc. Ha. Can imagine hw messy it is?? Ha. He also found some of his old toys, a bomberman keychain, his campcraft "balls" n some brand new notebooks n cds. Mostly everyting r covered wif a layer of dust so mus clean everyting 1st, including the cupboard. Threw away quite alot of rubbish so nw he gt more space 2 put his stuffs. Bt then tats nt all. Ha. He still gt 2 more drawers n 1 cupboard untouch YET. Gona settle tat sum other day. Cos if we continue ytd, tink i wun b able to go hm. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt cleaning is fun. Esp when u c the outcome, u will feel a sense of satisfaction. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6258403246639371073?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6258403246639371073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6258403246639371073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6258403246639371073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6258403246639371073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/cleaning-is-fun.html' title='Cleaning is FUN!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-395460415001824218</id><published>2007-11-06T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:40:09.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>终极一班</title><content type='html'>Just realised i havent been bloggin for last few days. Ha. Time flies. Bt main ting is i've nth 2 blog tats y wun tink of blogging. Hmm..... So wat shd i blog 2day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching tis taiwan drama ytd - &lt;a href="http://www.gtv.com.tw/Program/S051420051126P/students-page1.htm"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;终极一班&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;, a funny fighting show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i wun say its very nice bt then it wasnt tat bad for the last few epids. Too many lame stuffs thruout the show, esp the 1st few epids. Cant tak it. Esp the part whr they show the 3 stupid teachers always trying to deal wif the "终极一班". I'm so sick of tat 3 teachers so whenever they show them, i will forward. And usually they tak up to ard 5min. Waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt surely there's some gd tings abt the show. And tats the song. Ha. I'm loving tis song "保护色". The piano version is fantastic (currently 1st song on my playlist). And its nw set as my msg ringtone. So feel free to sms mi. Though its nt free lar; 5cent a sms. Ha. Another nice song is "孤單心事". Given tat tis is a fighting show, of cos the song will appear only when there's romance part. So these 2 songs r mainly for the part whr the ger appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another ting is tis guy "丁小雨". I realised i have left out tis guy frm "飞轮海". Only rmb the other 3 bt nt tis. Till i watched tis show then i realised, he gt his hidden potential. I tink his acting is considered quite gd le. Suits the "丁小雨" role. He looked so cool in tis show n his eyes r so "迷人". Gave mi the Zai Zai feeling in the show "流星花园". The cool guy look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"炎亞綸 - 终极一班----丁小雨"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129598466301824114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/Ry_-oJhPDHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PpS0yxet0ww/s320/%E4%B8%81%E5%B0%8F%E9%9B%A8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nt bad rite?? Quite handsome. Betta than the "汪东城". Cos i dun like him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aniwae, enuf of the show. Tml is an impt day. Ha. Its my dear's last uni paper. Finally he's gona grad wif a degree cert. Will b a lvl higher than mi le. Sob sob. Ha. Bt its ok, i dun mind cos i still tink tat guys shd at least get a degree cert if nt life will b tough when he starts a family. Hopefully he scores well for his last paper. He must b mugging hard now. *加油!!!* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-395460415001824218?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/395460415001824218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=395460415001824218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/395460415001824218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/395460415001824218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='终极一班'/><author><name>Jazz</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/_feWil6vaKO8/Ry_-oJhPDHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PpS0yxet0ww/s72-c/%E4%B8%81%E5%B0%8F%E9%9B%A8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4071687939395149580</id><published>2007-11-02T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:39:24.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is a form of Bliss</title><content type='html'>Y cant i hav a gd slp???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite 2 bros invited a gang of friends up for mahjiong party. So noisy lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Swim n swim, sure get drown 1 day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its nt the 1st time they had mahjiong party at hm, i find them super noisy last nite. Maeb cos they invited too many ple up. The mahjiong sound is bad enuf. Plus they tok so loud. How quiet can a grp of guys be?? Main ting their voice is already louder than gers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last nite i kept hearing hse fone ringing (stupid fellow, nv c the time, so late le still call my hse nt like my bro has no mobile), bro kept opening n closing the door, ple walking in n out, the moving of chair sound when its like already 1am+!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOISY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be bros invited sum1 they nv invite b4. Tats y it was so noisy last nite. Aniwae, i still get 2 slp bt then its nt a gd 1. Kept waking up in the middle of the &lt;s&gt;nite&lt;/s&gt; morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tis morn, stupid mum woke mi up cos the recruiter called. Duno wat is she tinking. Called mi many times so wat??? If is urgent, i would hav tell every1 in my hse, if tis fellow called MUST wake mi up. Bt i didnt. I even switch my hp to SLEEPING mode, means it wun even hav vibration alert. If its sth urgent, i wouldnt hav switch my fone to SLEEPING mode, would hav just leave it as GENERAL. Even if its calling 2 tell mi i win a billion or zillion dollars, its still nt considered urgent 2 mi lor. If its mine its mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant she b smarter??? Like my bro, he told the person i slping n nv wak mi up. Till i wake up then he tells mi. Tats the smart way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun understand wat's in her mind. Keep tinking of money. Nv even tink for mi. Got job so wat. Not like i'm gifing her every cent. And now is nt i dun hav job, is i reject all the jobs. Get tis clear. Job is mine, of cos i hav the right 2 choose wat i like. When she knew AVAGO wants mi, she even said she can go there fetch mi at nite. Cos my reason for rejecting is cos i dun like OT, when comes hm will b so late n dun like working on Sat. Bt my mum only tink of job, the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALOW!!!! I'm the 1 suffering u noe???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i told her, we shift hse lar. Lidat sure can get betta n more jobs. Then she's like saying all the stupid crap. I told her here is yishun lor. I travel 2 whr aso far. All the jobs r mostly at orchard or further dwn. She replied mi,"Duno wat r u all tinking. Wan work of cos mus travel far lar." &lt;em&gt;!^@#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only cares for dad. Cares if his working place is far anot. Cares if he gets 2 slp enuf not. Cares if he will b tired not. She nv even bother abt us. Like we aren't her children. And for her, when she nds 2 travel far, she will grumble n grumble abt the travelling dist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;!^@#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nw, U tink i care???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4071687939395149580?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4071687939395149580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4071687939395149580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4071687939395149580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4071687939395149580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/11/ignorance-is-form-of-bliss.html' title='Ignorance is a form of Bliss'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4568210394167504929</id><published>2007-10-31T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:09:42.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm waiting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting anxiously......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an ans i wish 2 hear.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been slping well these few nites......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i can get 2 slp well 2nite......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4568210394167504929?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4568210394167504929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4568210394167504929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4568210394167504929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4568210394167504929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5841348880447597206</id><published>2007-10-29T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:00:20.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE GIC!!!</title><content type='html'>Went for an interview tis morn. At Avago Technologies. Ani1 heard of it??? A semiconductor manufacturing company. I nv even heard of tis name till i was shortlisted for the interview. Ha. Its located near my hse n i dont even noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a nice environment n mostly young staffs. Bt the receptionists r real bad. Wonder y r they selected 2 b receptionists. Tink i can do betta than them. Ha. Aniwae, the interview was quite alrite. The interviewer seems like she's frm Philippines. And i tink i'm abit immune 2 interviews nw. Ha. Been going for interviews recently. ST, Student Care, BAT, Singtel, Avago Tech. Mostly all of them asked the same tings. So i'm actually repeating n repeating myself. Shd hav pre record my ans since i already noe wat they will ask. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i jus start 2 realise my experience in GIC is reali very precious. Is sth tat money cannot buy. And yet bcos of tat, it can get u a rather high pay job. I'm so grateful to my OIC n my mentor there n aso my partner n whoever gave mi the chance 2 go GIC for my IPP. Out of so many studs in nyp i get to go GIC (which i always wanted 2 go) &amp;amp; out of the 4 nyp interns (including mi), i get to go to tis dept wif all the elites n work on their big proj. Its reali a rare chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And aft mi, there's no more interns attached 2 the dept i worked for. Tink mus wait few yrs latr when the site requires testing again. So i'm the lucky one. Come to tink of it, its been a yr. Its so fast. Bt though its been a yr, i nv 4get my stay there. Till now everyting is still so fresh. Maeb cos i've been goin for interviews n gt 2 recap wat i did there. Perhaps tats y i can still rmb it. Almost every interviews i went, they will ask mi abt wat i did in GIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st i tot, testing only, very pro meh?? Cos 2 mi, i tot its nth 2 b proud of. Its jus some simple tasks. I'm only proud of myself being able to work in GIC. Hee. Bt till i start finding job then i realised, its tat exp tat many employers outside r lookin for n yet nt many ple hav the exp. 2 main reasons y my exp is so precious is bcos of the proj n the skill in MS EXCEL. Jus start 2 realise MS EXCEL is reali a veri professional program. Most companies require the knowledge in MS EXCEL. Though it looks veri simple bt there's actually so much u can do wif EXCEL. So my advice is, start learning MS EXCEL now. It can get u a rather gd job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5841348880447597206?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5841348880447597206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5841348880447597206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5841348880447597206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5841348880447597206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-gic-i-love-eq-studio.html' title='I LOVE GIC!!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4259558879905256860</id><published>2007-10-28T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T04:49:39.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tekong Trip</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6.30am on fri n took a cab dwn to Pasir Ris cos it was my dear's bro enlistment day. Went cos dear's bro is aso my poly fren - Youjie. Its been so long since i woke up so early so of cos i'm tired. Only had like 4 hrs of slp the nite b4 n had 2 travel so far wif the weather so warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Pasir Ris mac 2 hav breakfast wif dear. I miss mac fillet o fish!!! It alwas tastes so nice!! Ha. Aft breakfast, went q up for the bus 2 fetch us to the ferry terminal. I was so excited abt boarding the ferry &amp;amp; crossing over 2 the nxt island. Ha. Like so mountain tortoise lidat. Nv cross the sea b4, nv tak a ferry b4. Ha. Bt i did lor. I went on a cruise 2 yrs bac. WAHAHA. Cruise is so much nicer n more comfy than the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae here's hw the ferry looks like. Ha. I gt a shocked when i saw it. It looks so different frm wat i imagined. I tot is like those normal non-aircon boat. Ha. And when the ferry came, every1 at the ferry terminal were asked 2 go onboard. I was tinking, the ferry gt so big meh? Bt it reali can tak alot of passengers at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hw it looked like frm inside. Bt tis is only the 2nd half of the ferry. There's still another half infront and few rows behind mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-2.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i get 2 sit by the window.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, &lt;em&gt;I wonder, hw does tekong looks like.&lt;/em&gt; Dear kept saying its a chalet. LOL. Bluff!! Whr gt looks like chalet?? Looks more like prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-4.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-5.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was asked to go here n there during the tekong tour. The place wasnt tat nice aft all. So HOT!!! And wan go hm still mus tak 15 min of ferry ride, then tak abt another 15 min of bus then can reach white sands. So far. Plus onboard the ferry is giddy de lor. Till nw still gt the feelin of the ferry swaying left n right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i definitely like the view of the big sea, the currents, the sea breeze. It nv fail 2 make mi feel calm n peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-14.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ting gd abt tekong is tat... the food there is VERY NICE!!!! I tot is 2dae then they purposely cook nice food 2 show the parents, "Hey,no worry, u see, we gif ur kids nice food." Ha. I wasnt tinking of eating bt when i stepped into the canteen area, i smell a veri nice food smell. Realised tat every1 was eating the same ting. Chicken rice?? Ha. Cos they hav rice wif a little cabbage then a big chicken drumstick &amp;amp; the chilli they gave is so nice can. The whole plate, the chilli is the nicest. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal wif youjie, its time 4 us 2 bid goodbye n tak the ferry bac 2 changi jetty. Saw tis nice ferry wif the name of......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-6.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Penguin Princess"&lt;/span&gt; Wahaha. Wat a nice name. Bt tat wasnt the 1 we board, its the opp 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, we managed 2 get the seats by the window. Bt actually is only i get 2 sit by the window. Ha. Dear's mum wanted 2 sit by the window bt she gave it 2 mi. So since i gt the priviledge to sit near the window, of cos i must nt waste the chance. Ha. Cos tis could b my last chance of going tekong n taking the ferry. So i must tak more pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-8.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majestic airplane!! It looked reali huge when i c it. Cos it was flying quite low. Shd b landing at the SIA cargo at changi jetty area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised sth, you reali can c alot of airplanes when u r at tekong. Ha. During my trip there, i kept seeing &amp;amp; hearing the airplanes fly past. If reali want 2 count, during tat 3hrs, i saw at least 10 airplanes. Sumhw, i kind of like the view of airplanes. It always look so majestic n beautiful when they r high up in the sky. And i'm always wondering, i can c the plane frm my view, bt frm the passengers view, which part of singapore are they seeing now????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-11.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-12.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when everyting looks so beautiful.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-10.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slpy us. Woke up at 6.30am leh. Of cos tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/tekongtrip-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the terminal n took the bus bac 2 white sands. Dear said, one's luck will change aft crossing the sea. Tats aso 1 of the reason he asked mi 2 go. Cos i've been veri unlucky these few mths. BT BT BT, i tot its reali tat accurate bt hu noes, i knocked my head when i board the bus!! Cos the bus had tis extra ting on top of every seats, tink is for putting luggages &amp;amp; bcos i'm tall so i will nd 2 bend my head b4 i go in n hav my seat bt i 4gt. So i knocked my head n i tink its kind of loud cos dear's dad was behind n he heard. Ha. So he went 2 the very end of the bus n sat dwn. Dear's mum asked him,"Y must go till the back n sit??" He replied, "Lidat then wun b like mi, knocked my head." LOL. So malu lar. I duno wan lauf or cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cross the sea n disembark frm the ferry nt long only then i knocked my head. I told dear he bluff mi. Whr gt change luck?? Like still so unlucky &amp;amp; he replied,"Knock le then will change luck." LOL. Whr gt lidat de????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching white sands, dear n i went 2 the Pet Safari at Simei n tis particular puppy caught my attention. Its a 3 mths female Jap Spitz n she is SOSOSO adorable. Her actions r so similar 2 my miki. Took sum pics n a very cute video of her. &lt;a href="http://cookie-miki.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click here to view.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we took a cab dwn to a temple at balestier. Cos dear is going to have his final degree paper in early nov. Hopefully he can get a dist for tis paper. Bt the 2 stupid us, 1st time goin 2 temple alone. Ha. We duno wat we shd do so we asked the staff there n dear kept calling his mum n asked. Ha. Lots of silly tings happen there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9966ff;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We gt our joss sticks le, we duno whr 2 light it up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We light it up le bt duno whr 2 start. So we jus anihw choose 1 place n start offering our joss sitcks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We duno wat is the god name and wat shd we say when we pray. Everytime b4 we start 2 pray, i will ask dear, who is tis?? And pray for wat?? Ha. Then he aso blur blur. So he saes aniting lar. LOL. Praying hw can aniting??? Bt we gt no other choice. Cant b tak hp out n tak a pic of the god then send 2 our parents n ask mah. Ha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We duno hw many joss sticks we shd give. So we c ple put 3, we aso put 3.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We duno whr 2 offer joss stick for a particular god. So we 2 blur sotongs, held the joss sticks n went inside which we shdnt. How i noe we shdnt?? Cos aft we were done, i saw tis auntie n her sons offering the joss sticks outside. If only they came earlier. Ha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We didnt hav enuf joss sticks in the end. Ha. I duno whr we did wrong cos there was nobody there 2 correct us. Ha. So since we were already wrong frm the start, then shall b it. Ha. We jus nd 2 clear the joss sticks we had n tats it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story. Do ur homework 1st b4 u go to a temple. Or at least hav a person who noes 2 accompany u. Ha. Dun b like us so malu. Luckily, when we go there's onli like 2 persons there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft the praying session, we walked back to Toa Payoh Central. Its kind of far. Bt nt very very far. Mainly bcos the weather is extremely hot tats y i find the path so long. Felt so sick under the hot sun. Hw i wish i could hav a ice bath at tat time. Finally there's aircon at hdb hub. Sat there for half an hr then proceed to dinner. Was so hungry n thirsty n tired. Had a bowl of prawn noodle then ate half of dear's carrot cake then we shared a bowl of dessert. Imagine hw hungry i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hm bathe, rest n went 2 bed at 9 plus. Was very exhausted aft a long day outside. Out in such a hot weather. I'm surprised i survived the day out. At times i nearly cant make it bt i told myself i cant faint. Esp when i'm in tekong. If i faint there, so many ple will b looking at mi. Plus there's so many nsmen there. Will b like so malu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4259558879905256860?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4259558879905256860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4259558879905256860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4259558879905256860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4259558879905256860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/tekong-trip.html' title='Tekong Trip'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1069079036469611</id><published>2007-10-22T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:20:52.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words That Speak, Stories That Touch</title><content type='html'>This is a very touching story - &lt;span style="color:#9966ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Believe You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;by author "Low Kay Hwa"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/ibelieveyou1.htm"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124037791462402482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Click Here" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/Rxw9ORfLKbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ups16ANCWZg/s320/I-Believe-You.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the storyline is abit common bt wat i like is the author's way of expressing. The way she described the scenarios is so real. I can imagine the scenarios while i was reading. And maeb cos i imagined too much tats y i cried at the end. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i duno if tats common for all books cos i dun read story books or novels. You ask mi read i will yawn 1st. Mainly cos for most bks they r too wordy, as in they elaborate too much. I prefer straight into the pt bt wif sum basic descriptions. Just like tis author's way of writing. Sumhw her story managed to attract mi to keep on reading till last chapter, 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, tats nt the ending yet. There's altogether 20 chapters n for the last 3 chapters u nd 2 buy the bk to noe the ending. ARGH!!! Jus when i was reading till so engrossed then i realised there's 3 more chapters tats nt available on the net. Ani1 gt the bk??? Or maeb i shd go visit popular &amp;amp; c if they hav tis bk. Perhaps i can read there w/o buying. WAHAHA I'm like so bad. Bt i had finished most of the chapters le lor, if go buy this bk like waste money lidat. Maeb can buy her other novels. See how then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1069079036469611?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1069079036469611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1069079036469611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1069079036469611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1069079036469611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/words-that-speak-stories-that-touch.html' title='Words That Speak, Stories That Touch'/><author><name>Jazz</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/_feWil6vaKO8/Rxw9ORfLKbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ups16ANCWZg/s72-c/I-Believe-You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1730094958833540786</id><published>2007-10-21T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T05:19:56.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again.......</title><content type='html'>Sad to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell n injured myself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt; Yes, injured once again!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt; Its nt wat i wanted. Who will wan 2 keep getting injured rite?!?!? BT I duno y am i suddenly so prone to injuries nwadays. I have injured myself 3 times in these 3 mths. Cat bites, fell n gt my toe bone dislocated 2 wks ago n nw i'm injured &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt; 2 times on my left leg n tis time round is my right leg. Wats nxt???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt luckily its jus minor bruises &amp;amp; dear said won't leave scars. Hopefully~~ My leg already so poor ting le still keep getting injured. Haiz~~~ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Heartbroken*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/injured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hw i gt myself injured??? My dogs again. 1st &amp;amp; 2nd time is cos of Cookie nw its cos of MIKI!!! Brought them dwn wif dear to the pet shop ytd n cos she ran n i was holding on 2 her leash of cos i ran wif her lar. Then hu noes my slippers suddenly became so slippery. So i slipped n knocked my leg against the edge of the step n bcum lidat lor. I even hurt the side of my butt. So painful lor. If only i hav more fats on my butt, maeb wun b so painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink its high time i go temple n pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1730094958833540786?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1730094958833540786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1730094958833540786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1730094958833540786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1730094958833540786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/once-again.html' title='Once again.......'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7105161433536036481</id><published>2007-10-19T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:35:48.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think THRICE</title><content type='html'>Current nail polish. Ha. I love this. Dear said tis is nicer than the blue 1. Bt i love both. Ha. If nt i wouldnt hav bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/nailpolish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i can hav peace 2dae. Ha. Most likely Singtel cant agree wif my demands. WAHAHA. Betta still cos tis morn i realised i almost gt con. Under &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recruit Express&lt;/span&gt; agreement, i mus commit for 90 days which means 90 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WORKING&lt;/span&gt; days. At 1st i tot its 3 mths plus 1 mth for tendering so i jus nd 2 work for 4 mths n quit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BT BT BT&lt;/span&gt; if u go count 90 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WORKING&lt;/span&gt; days, its actually 4 mths n 2 wks, assuming there's 20 working days in a mth. Plus 1 mth for tendering which means i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FORCED to work for 5 mths n 2 wks!!&lt;/span&gt; Lucky i nv agree n they aso cant agree wif my salary. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SO LUCKY!!! PHEW!!&lt;/span&gt; Imagine i signed the contract tis morn then realised tat i mislooked the 90 days. Tink i will tak a knife n stab myself for being so stupid. HAHAHA. I'm so glad i nv fell into their trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lesson learnt: Look carefully for EVERY single word on the declaration section n always give urself at least a day to tink. Its very important. Cos the one who luggi will surely be us n nt them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7105161433536036481?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7105161433536036481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7105161433536036481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7105161433536036481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7105161433536036481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/think-thrice.html' title='Think THRICE'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4512982334373573151</id><published>2007-10-18T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T09:17:56.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>Its been some time since i last blogged. Been out from mon till ytd. Finally i can get 2 stay home 2dae. So tiring. Rushing here n there for interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, went out wif dear. Was supposed 2 go Paris for the buffet bt bt bt.... the food there wasnt to my dear's liking. Ha. Cos he went b4 last yr n the food there were so much betta n more varieties. In the end we went Yuki Yaki for lunch. Ha. We were entitled the 12 bucks per person promo. Its even cheaper than student promo. I duno y. The manager said so. And aso we were given 3 hrs 2 eat instead of 2hrs. Was it cos we were the 1st customer??? Ha. Bt its quite worth. Though the food r mostly cheap bt then 12 bucks for such a nice environment, such fresh prawns, such nice chilli, such nice soup (We ordered the herbal chicken soup base, its super nice. I love the herbal taste so maeb tats y. Hee). Total onli like 25 bucks. If go Paris, 1 person will b ard 35?? Ha. Actually go whr eat aso nvm. Main ting is eat wif hu. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear grilling chicken meat for mi. So nice. Ha. Go out wif him best le. He will cook for mi, peel the prawns for mi, tak food for mi.... Ha. Nt saying my frens no gd lar... They aso veri nice. Ha. They aso will tak &amp;amp; cook food for mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/atyukiyaki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went walked ard aft lunch n bought tis top. Nvm abt my dogs. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/newtop.jpg" border="0" height="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train bac hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/midear.jpg" border="0" height="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue went for tis interview at Woodlands, a MNC company. Bt b4 tat nd to meet tis consultant from Achieve Career at Temasek Tower. 1st time i get 2 go Temasek. Well, it wasnt tat grand as GIC. Still prefer GIC environment. The lift already lose out to GIC. Ha. Though GIC serve 52 levels, its still so much faster. K, nvm abt the lift ting. Went to tis recruit company n saw tis botak man. He looked so familiar. Like someone i saw on tv or elsewhr. Bt i cant tink of hu he was at tat time. Onli ytd then i recalled. Rmb tis show "Ying Cha Yang Chuo"?? There's tis ancestor of Edmund Chen, rmb?? The 1 wif a pigtail. Tats the person i tot whom he was. Bt then aft clarifyin wif the consultant, she said tats her boss n he did appear on magazines, on papers etc bt nt an actor. Maeb is twin bro??? I duno. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aft meetin the consultant, i've gt to rush dwn 2 woodlands. Imagine travelling frm Tanjong Pagar to Woodlands in like 30 min time. Impossible. Plus its raining at tat time. So took a cab dwn frm sembawang mrt station. The company is quite nice. Though its nt a very tall building bt its veri spacious. The lobby area is already quite grand. The sofas r so comfy n there's tis Panasonic plasma tv on the glass wall. Totally different frm wat i imagined. Cos i was tinking, given the location, shd b veri low dwn 1 bt its nt. Can fight wif GIC. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, went for interview again. Again, i nd to meet the consultant from Recruit Express b4 i go for the interview at the company i'm supposed 2 work in. Gt a hard time finding whrs Tower A in Ngee Ann City. Walked for like 10 min then finally i saw the word Tower A Lobby. Ha. I hardly go orchard tats y. Tis recruit company is so messy n noisy n so nt professional. There isnt a receptionist whom i can speak to so i jus approached 1 of the staff. So aft the chat, went dwn to Singtel comcenter for interview. Well, feel like a fool there. Went to the main building n went to lvl7 bt the person i'm lookin for was nt there n i was asked to go to lvl10 so i went up bt dun hav tis person n were asked to go lvl4 bt i didnt. I went dwn 2 lvl 1 n found out frm the receptionist its at another building. ARGH!! So walked to the building n tis time round gt stuck outside the door so waited for a staff to open then start lookin for the person i'm lookin for. Luckily tis time round i found her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae, i was told Singtel is offering mi the job. Headache sia. At 1st i was very keen in the job cos i tot they gifing mi 1.8k bt hu noes they r gifing onli 1.5k. Money is nt the main ting bt then its impt aso. And rite nw i'm still hoping to get the woodlands MNC offer. 2 way transport provided n free lunch n no OT. Wat can b betta than tat??? Headache..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Recruit Express consultant so naggy, makes mi feel so irritated. Nt like the Achieve Career consultant. She is so much nicer. At least she gif mi time to tink nt like the Recruit Express keep hurrying mi to sign the contract. She wanted mi to go sign the contract 2dae n start work on mon bt i told her too rush then she saes tml morn go sign n wed start work. Still so rush lor. I dun even hav time 2 tink or go thru other interviews then decide. Like goin 2 con mi lidat. Sumore still nd pay them $53.50 n mus work for 90 days. If quit mus pay them 80% of ur salary. Wat rubbish is tat. Achieve Career onli requires mi to work for 2 mths n no fees incurred. Plus the consultant is so much betta. Enjoy chatting wif her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ I'm so confused nw. Duno which shd i choose. Bt the consultant says if she can negotiate wif Singtel n offers mi 1.8k, i cant sae no aft tat cos it will b abit bad. If reali goin there 2 work tink most likely will jus work for the 90 days which is ard 3 mths then tender n will quit aft the 4th mth. Tats aso y i choose 2 gif up the bonus package wif pay 1.5k. Cos its onli aft working for 1 yr then will hav the bonus. So if i ask for higher pay bt no bonus package, i can quit aft the 4th mth. Smart rite?? Dear taught mi de. Ha. Cos frm wat i observed, those staffs like quite stress. Mostly botak uncles n gt sum aunties. Hardly c ani young staff. Nt like the MNC, is mostly very young staff. And Singtel requires OT. Sianz~ I dun like 2 stay bac. I alwas hav the habit of leaving immed. Haiz~ Somebody tells mi hw....... ?????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml gona b a terrible day for mi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4512982334373573151?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4512982334373573151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4512982334373573151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4512982334373573151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4512982334373573151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6245040261241791875</id><published>2007-10-14T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T05:28:13.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marching Towards Our 3rd Year</title><content type='html'>Made a card for dear for our 3yrs anniversary tml. Means 2dae will b the last day of our 2nd yr. Hee. So fast we're approaching our 3rd yr. Hopefully we will get 2 celebrate every yr tog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear doesnt want mi to buy him tings n i aso duno wat can i make for him. Bt luckily i noe hw 2 draw bt mus hav a pic 2 c. So, here's the card i made. Everyting is hand drawn by mi. Nice rite??? Hee. Even the blue envelop is made by mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/3yranniversary-1.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry, the content is sensored. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/3yranniversary-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe dear is veri careless at times so the envelop is specially made to act as a protective cover in case he crumple or dirty the card. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/3yranniversary-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's whr i gt the idea frm. Ha. My PMI 2007 calendar - my christmas present frm my dear Liwen. Ha. Thx ar liwen, w/o ur calendar i wouldnt hav noe wat 2 draw. &lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/pmicalendar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My copy n tis original copy same rite?? Other than some minor changes. I'm so talented in drawing. WAHAHAHA. Jking lar. I can only draw mainly cartoons or like tis, pmi, BT mus hav a pic for mi 2 c then i can draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb i used 2 do drawing during my poly yr3 study sem. Ha. Gt forced 2 attend lectures so my classmate, meijuan n i decided, alrite we shall bring a bk or blank papers n do drawing during lesson. So during lectures we will draw &amp;amp; aso during tis particular tutorial - "Internet System Security &amp;amp; Administration". Its a super duper boring tut. I can sae not a single 1 is paying attention to the lecturer. Still rmb tis fellow slping so openly when he's sitting in the 1st row. Ha. Boring mah, wat 2 do. We r the smarter ones. Find sth 2 do then wun fall aslp. We respect the lecturer mah. LOL. Maeb some other day then i upload my drawings frm the bk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for wat my dear gave mi for our anniversary.... hee... its a secret. Bu neng shuo de mi mi. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKS ALOT DEAR!!! I LOVE TAT PRESENT ALOT!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to our tml cos dear is bringing mi to Paris. I mean Paris International Buffet. Ha. I LOVE FOOD!!! Some more the food there is so nice. Hopefully tml we get 2 go. Hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6245040261241791875?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6245040261241791875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6245040261241791875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6245040261241791875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6245040261241791875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/marching-towards-our-3rd-year.html' title='Marching Towards Our 3rd Year'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5282471261781795731</id><published>2007-10-12T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:29:12.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is NICE!! It smells n tastes so swt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/strawberrymilk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat day dear bought 2 pkts for mi so i had 1 pkt n put the other pkt on my desk. And when i'm at my desk, i kept smelling the swt strawberry smell. The smell is so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 1 mtd to see if tis milk is available in the cooler fridge of the store is,&lt;br /&gt;1. you open the door of the fridge n&lt;br /&gt;2. smell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Cos if this milk is available, u can surely smell it when u open the door. Even Miki aso want to drink. She kept licking my cup when i was drinking. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nice aso - Cheesy Hello Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/cheesyhellopanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i dun tink its available seperately cos tis is found in the fun pack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5282471261781795731?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5282471261781795731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5282471261781795731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5282471261781795731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5282471261781795731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/nice-stuffs.html' title='Nice Stuffs'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3009602123790197726</id><published>2007-10-11T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T03:23:12.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Frens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SQ came to visit mi jus now. So nice of her!! She even brought mi cooling drinks cos she heard frm my dear ytd tat i've gt sore throat. So thoughtful of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thanks SQ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My frens, my dear r so much betta than my family. I'm so glad to have a fren like her. Though we hav lesser contact now, she still care so much for mi. I'm so touched!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Once again, THANKS ALOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相遇相识是一种缘分，&lt;br /&gt;相知相惜是一种默契，&lt;br /&gt;不管未来将是如何，&lt;br /&gt;我都珍惜这份友谊。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3009602123790197726?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3009602123790197726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3009602123790197726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3009602123790197726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3009602123790197726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/true-frens.html' title='True Frens'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1949180239432722944</id><published>2007-10-07T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T03:39:06.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Painful Experience</title><content type='html'>Dear came n saw my injured toes ytd n he said i shd c a physician. Cos he saw tat even at the bottom of my toes r black. I was afraid tat it will be painful bt he said he went b4, its nt painful. Aft the treatment will b alrite le. He even added, his neighbour, a kid went to c the physician b4 n tat kid saes its nt painful. So i was tinkin, well since a kid commented tat its nt painful, it shdnt be veri painful for mi n i wanted to faster recover so tat i can go for the interview tml hence, i agreed to go visit the physician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The address is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Blk 617 Ang Mo Kio Ave 4&lt;br /&gt;#09-1041&lt;br /&gt;(Behind Presbyterian High School)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab there n luckily, there's lift on every storey. Saw tis friendly uncle standing outside the door n waving at us. Tats the physician. I was tinkin, tat uncle like quite nice lidat. Shd b nt tat painful. Went in, sat on tis arm chair n he started 2 begin his treatment even b4 i get to tell him whr is injured. He seemed to be so confident n start pressing here n there. I was like, well an expert shd be lidat. Dun nd u to tell them they aso noe wats wrong. So i laid dwn tinkin of relaxing myself since dear said its nt painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didnt took him long to realise tat he mislook my injuries. It wasnt tat simple as wat he tot so. I saw his reaction,"Wah" when he saw the bottom of my toes and his eyes suddenly bcame so big. In my heart i was tinkin, "Die lar. Shd b veri serious." So he started pressing n pressing like nobody biz. I was enduring n tinkin,"Argh, gt cheated. Who saes its nt painful??" At 1st i was tinkin tat nth shd b more painful than the cat bites. Bt i'm wrong. This time round its so much more painful. Tat uncle said,"Pain u mus say leh." Then i was like...."Alamak, u nv sae earlier." I told him i was enduring for the past few minutes. So he tried to use lesser force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew it will b too painful to endure so he gave mi painkiller bt onli 1 pill cos i didnt had lunch. Tat 1 pill is like nth lar. As gd as nv eat. Shd gif mi whole bottle. Nt long latr, tears start dropping. I swear its reali far too painful 2 endure. Toes leh, so fragile n he pressed so hard. He saw mi crying n said,"Sorry hor, tats the min force i can go." Tat few minutes of treatment is reali killing mi. I wanted 2 sae, "Just chop it off." Though its like less than 30 min of treatment. It seems like its more than an hr kind of treatment. Soon latr, my whole body started 2 shiver. There's no fan bt i'm feeling cold. Its too painful. In my mind, i rmb my doc telling mi 2 calm dwn n breathe slowly when she was cleaning my wounds tat time. So i kept telling myself i mus calm dwn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he's done wif pressing. Phew~ Finally its over. He started to paste tis duno wat sticker on my toes n bandage my foot. Here's hw my foot looks like. Pig trotters. Went hm showed my bro n he said i can use his crutches. Ha. His left foot gt injured, mine aso left foot. He even joked,"Will eugene (my smaller bro) comes hm latr wif bandage foot aso??" LOL. Duno y suddenly we so suay. Mus find 1 day go temple pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/injuredfoot-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maeb bcos he bandage it veri tight. I felt betta aft tat. Though its still painful bt at least its a little better. Left the place wif a pkt of med n paid 28 bucks for the treatment. Paid them 28 bucks to get myself crying in pain. Like so stupid lidat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt then, according to wat the physician said, he mentioned tat if i let it recover itself w/o seeking treatment, in the future when i walked i will feel like there's a piece of stone at the bottom of my toes. Luckily i listen 2 dear n seek treatment. Bt i questioned dear,"U bluff mi lor. So painful u still say nt painful." He then told mi its painful bcos my toe bone was dislocated n the uncle nd 2 move my bone back bt his case is bcos the nerves r dislocated or sth lidat, which is less painful. Tats y. Sumhw when i fell, the impact caused the bone to go dwnwards, causing mi 2 feel so painful when i walked. No wonder at the bottom of the toes aso blue black. Scary. I didnt noe jus a fall can b so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when i walked i'm so afraid tat the bone will b dislocated. I DUN WANA SEE THAT UNCLE AGAIN!!! Once a lifetime is more than enuf. He said if by wed still haven recover mus go c him again. I was like,"I dun wan 2 come here animore." Last nite when i lied on my bed n closed my eyes, wat i saw was the uncle pressing my toes. OMG!!! ITS SO SCARY LOR!!! The uncle had bcame my NIGHTMARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, its alot betta 2dae. I can walk n its nt painful nw. Bt still, i'm veri careful wif my walking. Step by step, 1 at a time. I'm reali afraid of the pain. Dun even dare 2 move my toes too much. Tml then see how. Removed the bandage jus nw cos the uncle told mi to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the 2 swollen toes. At 1st it was purely black. Bt aft treatment it bcum like tis. Abit red. Partly cos of the medicated stickers. The red parts are whr the uncle pressed aso. U try pressing inbetween ur toes hard. Its abit painful. Nt 2 sae when my bones r dislocated. When he pressed tat area, i can feel my bone moving inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/injuredfoot-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the back of the toes. Look at the 3rd n 4th toes. Its black bt nt veri obvious frm pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/injuredfoot-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will recover. Bt most likely i cant go for the interview tml. Shall call the person tml n c wat she says. If can postpone then gd if nt then too bad lor. Fated nt mine. I den dun wan 2 risk having my bone dislocated again cos of the interview. Nt worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1949180239432722944?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1949180239432722944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1949180239432722944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1949180239432722944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1949180239432722944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/painful-experience.html' title='A Painful Experience'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6855317013999275293</id><published>2007-10-06T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:38:08.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DESERVED IT</title><content type='html'>Haiz~ Gt myself injured again. Bt this time its nt bitten by cat. Is i fell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet dear 1pm at city hall to go for the dog exhibition at suntec. Woke up at 11am bt delayed here n there so is like near to 11.30am. Mum asked mi bathe for cookie while she blow dry miki bt i told her i'm goin out. Then she starts nagging n grumbling again. Keep saying,"Go out n throw everything to mi. Dog is u wan keep de nw everyting aso i do blah blah blah...." Irritating lar she. Cant stand her. Nt like i'm alwas goin out n nv bathe for cookie. If i'm nt in a hurry i aso will help to bathe cookie. Bt nw is i'm in a hurry lor....... y cant she understand??? &lt;em&gt;Menopause period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially i was tinkin of ignoring her, jus proceed to changing n prepare 2 go out. Then she start complaining non stop. ARGH!!!! I had enuf le lor. Everyday she aso gt tings 2 nag. One day nv nag will die. Hu noes of ani psychiatrist??? Can intro mi?? I seriously tink my mum nds 1. She's getting too free. Everyday nag at us. We ignore her she aso unhappi. Mad de lor. Cant ignore then do wat??? Ans back nicely meh?? There's a limit to one's patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 2dae. I had enuf of her grumbling so i decided to might as well help cookie bathe then i shall hav a quick bath aft tat. So aft bathing for cookie, tis notti cookie ran out while i turn off the shower head. Bt he remained at the area outside the bathroom. So i grabbed him bac into the bathroom. Aft wiping him wif a towel, i pass over to mum for her 2 blow dry cookie while i went bac 2 tak my shower. HU NOES.... I slipped n fell outside the bathroom. Dun lauf, ITS PAINFUL lor. Rmb cookie ran out wif his whole body wet?? So tat caused the pool of water on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask mi hw i fell. Now i aso duno hw i fell actually. I need to watch the vcr (if only there is). Aft i fell, i felt a very sharp pain on my toes. My whole foot was kind of numb aft tat. Bt still veri painful. I couldnt walk, even till now. Now i noe the importance of toes. Dont tink tat they r useless. They r nt. HAIZ~~~ Wonder if it will get betta tml. Now i cant even bend my toes. Duno wats wrong inside. Wonder if the bones r fracture or sprain or wat. Haiz~~ Tat day i was still arguing wif bro. External injuries r worse than internal injures cos will leave scars. Now i noe, having external injuries r betta than internal injuries cos we cant c wats wrong inside n we cant anihw apply med aso. Haiz~ Shdnt hav tok so much. Retribution???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gt an interview on MON!!!!! ARGH!!! Y isit alwas lidat. The 1st interview tat i was supposed 2 go, i gt bitten by cat then nw i gt myself injured when there's an interview again. Fated??? Haiz~ Die die aso mus go for the interview. Cos hu noes tats the fish i'm lookin for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~~~~ Hu to blame??? Cookie?? Mi?? Is my fault actually. For letting cookie run away. Bt nobody cares when i fell. Nobody even bothered to offer a hand n help mi up. Bro still sae,"Bone gt break?? Nvm, fall more often then wun pain." Wat the................ Wat kind of concern is tat. Mum aso didnt bother. She saes i deserve it. ............... Fine. She happy lor. Now i cant go out can stay hm let her nag. Best is mon interview aso cant go. Betta still. See she can still be happy not. I can only blame myself for being so stupid n helped her bathe cookie. If i didnt, i wouldnt hav fallen. N hu noes she will b the 1 who's in pain now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i fell n didnt injured myself, i can do w/o ani concern. Bt nw is i fell n injured my bones. Everyone's tinkin its minor. I reali dun understand y i hav such a family. Will die being caring isit???? Heartless ple. They get injured, gt ple care for them. I get injured is i deserved it. Fine, I will rmb tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm envious of ple wif a loving n caring family.&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/33431842-6855317013999275293?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6855317013999275293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6855317013999275293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6855317013999275293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6855317013999275293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-deserved-it.html' title='I DESERVED IT'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4659786546006102158</id><published>2007-10-05T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:31:17.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My goal in life????</title><content type='html'>What is my goal in life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink tis qn is tougher than any questions i sat for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till nw, i'm still tinkin. Wat is my aim in life??? Wat i wish to work as??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at which path i shd b taking. I rmb telling my frens, "I wun b working in IT track aft i grad." Bt nw i'm hesitating..... I duno y, suddenly i'm hesitating wif my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been tinkin n tinkin, shd i still work in IT track??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps wat trigger my tot was the interview on wed. I rmb the 1st qn tat the interviewer asked mi was,"Do u noe the course u studied is a very gd course? Y did u want 2 change n work in a different line?? Don't u find it a waste??" N my reply was,"I studied bcos my mum asked mi to." Ha. Abit stupid i noe. Bt then tats the real reason mah. She's the 1 who asked mi 2 continue study n get a diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since aft tat interview. I keep having tis tot, "I studied 3 yrs in NYP IT course n nw i'm wasting my 3 yrs of studies." Find it a waste. Bt to survive in IT track, its nt ez too. (IT - Its Tough) Cos technology is advancing everyday. One mus b willing to learn &amp;amp; alwas upgrade himself to b able to catch up wif the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself, "Can i??" Bt there's no ans. I'm nt confident wif myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt actually all jobs r lidat. Just tat IT line is more challenging. Haiz~ I'm lost now. Who can tell mi wat shd i do????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4659786546006102158?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4659786546006102158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4659786546006102158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4659786546006102158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4659786546006102158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-goal-in-life.html' title='My goal in life????'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4711408803258977123</id><published>2007-10-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:52:27.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taoism 你知[道]吗?</title><content type='html'>I'm bored!!! Dear's goin for his 2 job interviews 2dae. Tink he shd b having his interview nw. Sianz~ Usually, at tis time, he's in the office chattin wif mi. Bt nw, he's out &amp;amp; i'm so bored here. Nth 2 do. Bored bored bored~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae here's a link dear gav mi ytd. Its abt Taoism n its quite well written. If u wana noe more, check tis out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeobt.multiply.com/journal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://yeobt.multiply.com/journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had finished readin all the stories ytd n till nw, tis particular story "&lt;a href="http://yeobt.multiply.com/journal/item/9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah Wang &amp;amp; Di ZhangWang PuSa 地藏王菩萨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" left a very deep impression on me. Nt bcos the other stories r nt interesting bt jus tat i haven heard of stories like tat so far. I didnt noe such ting do happen in reality. Maeb u will tink tat its jus a normal story tat tis person came out wif n its nt narrated based on actual facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i can only sae such ting its up 2 one to believe. I noe esp christians, they wun believe in such stories. Bt its aso bcos they hav their own belief, they believe in their god, they believe in watever they heard frm the bible. Its jus like Taoism, we believe in watever we heard frm elders, frm temples etc. Such beliefs cant b forced. I cant force or tak a knife n threaten u 2 believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this. This true story mentions abit abt Christian n Taoist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeobt.multiply.com/journal/item/6/The_Untold_Story_-_My_Journey_To_Tao"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Journey To Tao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is quite interesting aso. Its abt tis grp of ple hu gt nth betta to do n so they went to visit the old Changi Hospital. Guess most ple shd noe of stories frm there. The interesting part of tis story is, i'm surprised hw cum there's condoms at the old Changi Hosp?? LOL. These ple reali too daring. Go there provide free shows. Wonder hw many spirits were there lookin. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeobt.multiply.com/journal/item/1/True_Spiritual_Encounter_At_Old_Changi_Hospital"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True Spiritual Encounter At Old Changi Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u believe it, u will believe it. It may sound stupid bt wat i wan sae is u mus believe in it cos even if u exp it, doesnt mean u will believe it aso. Get wat i mean? Cos i noe of cases whereby sum ple, even though they gone thru such exp by chance, they aso dun believe it. They will still find tons of stubborn excuses to sae, "Aiyah, whr gt such ting? Tat time is blah blah blah...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u ask mi, of cos i will sae i believe it. No harm in believing mah. F.Y.I. my religion is Taoism. Nt bcos i'm frm Taoism so i believe it. If its nt true, even if u pay money ask mi believe it i aso wun. It jus so happen tat sumhw i choose to believe it. Dun ask mi hw &amp;amp; y. I duno. Plus my bro is nw a member of tis Taoism community. Sometimes, he will tell us abt this deity tat deity etc. Some of the namings so chim. Bt gd for him lar. Now he noes tings tat most ple duno. Betta than mi. I aso duno wat am i gd at. I only noe hw 2 pamper dogs. LOL. Guess I reali need to search for my talent. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reali admire those in music sector. Like those hu noes musical instruments, singing, composing songs etc. Find them to be so talented. If only last time i carried on wif my violin lesson. Ha. Hu noes nw i'm already a famous violinist. Muahahah. Bt then, such tings r fated. I noe tat i'm nt into instruments kind. All along I feel tat, one mus be born wif the "musical genes" or "musical cells", watever u called it, so tat he/she can b a talent wif instruments. Tats wat i tink. Wonder if their cells r in the shape of muscial notes. Hu noes rite??? WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar, as for the link, read it if u want. I'm just trying to share. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4711408803258977123?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4711408803258977123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4711408803258977123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4711408803258977123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4711408803258977123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/taoism.html' title='Taoism 你知[道]吗?'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-7225009856924248443</id><published>2007-10-03T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:41:00.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tats nt my fish... Ha</title><content type='html'>I'm bac hm from my interview. Well, aft the interview, i mus say i reali pity the kids. Ha. I didnt noe nowadays kids r so "ku ming" &amp; i tink most likely i wun accept the job. The place is actually nt tat near as wat i tink. Mus walk 10 to 15 mins frm tpy mrt station &amp; its so hot. Plus the main pt is i'm nt tat creative leh. I'm nt like sum ple, so creative, so talented. I dun even noe wats my talent actually. Cos the job requires mi to b creative, to brainstorm for ideas. Ask mi do pc work still alrite, ask mi do handicraft.... Ha. Spare mi. Looks like IT job suits mi betta. Ani1 gt simple IT job, can intro mi??? Thx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-7225009856924248443?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/7225009856924248443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=7225009856924248443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7225009856924248443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/7225009856924248443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/tats-nt-my-fish-ha.html' title='Tats nt my fish... Ha'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8175802499453182560</id><published>2007-10-02T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:39:52.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Pray...</title><content type='html'>Bro's back wif cast on left leg n crutches. X-ray result shows tat his bone is fractured bt considered mild case. Poor ting, nw on crutches. Bt he still so happi lidat. Hopped here n there. Ha. Maeb cos he gt long mc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to tink of it. We seemed to be under wat curse lidat. 1st, I gt bitten by cat n injured my left leg, then aft i recovered, abt 1mth latr, dad gt injured, he fell frm duno whr, cant rmb. Bt luckily he is alrite, onli some bruises. Then nw bro's turn to get injured. So scary. Cos all these while, everyting's fine. Bt during these 3 mths 3 bad tings happened. Hopefully its nt goin 2 happen animore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8175802499453182560?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8175802499453182560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8175802499453182560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8175802499453182560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8175802499453182560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-pray.html' title='I Pray...'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1045841229826055308</id><published>2007-10-02T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T01:05:07.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will tat be the fish i'm lookin for????</title><content type='html'>Wahaha... I'm goin 4 interview tml!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time i'm so enthu abt interview, abt working. Ha. Instinct tells mi surely will get the job bt is i wan anot. Cos the pay is rather low. Bt alrite lar. Passion for the job is more impt. Plus i dun nd wak up so early n its quite near aso. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus tat if tell ple i get tat pathetic pay, surely the 1st response will b, "Wah! so little??" Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt then, i'm nt so into the pay lar, bt jus tat i dun wana work on sat. Though its on alternate sat bt WEEKEND leh, still mus work. I dun like. Bt the person is urgently lookin for a temp 2 help them out for 1 wk so i shall try it out 1st n decide aft tat. Must c if i reali like the job. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tml will b a windy day n nt a hot day like nw. I dun wana faint when goin for my 1st interview. Actually its nt the 1st interview, 1st is at GIC, 2nd is at ST (dear asked mi go de), nw is the 3rd interview. Bt its the 1st interview i find myself. Ha. Wish mi luck!!! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1045841229826055308?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1045841229826055308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1045841229826055308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1045841229826055308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1045841229826055308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/will-tat-be-fish-im-lookin-for.html' title='Will tat be the fish i&apos;m lookin for????'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6863022792015371201</id><published>2007-10-01T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T08:55:03.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary</title><content type='html'>Sumthing shocking happen 2dae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This driver drove past my bro's left foot. So scary. He jus came hm with a swollen foot. Without the lights i aso can c the swollen bump. So big lar. He was supposed to book in at 10.30pm bt nw his left foot lidat... tink sure get long mc le. Bt luckily, is jus "brushed thru" n he did draw bac his leg abit when the car approached him, if nt will be whole leg injured nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt stupid him, nv take dwn car plate no. Such driver, so irresponsible. Nv even stop to c wat happen. Tats aso y i'm nt into driving. Cos i cant guarantee i will drive safely. If onli the other drivers can b more considerate, more responsible.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, shd b glad he is safe n sound, jus tat his foot swollen nw. Hopefully tml aft he sees a doc, doc will sae its nth serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6863022792015371201?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6863022792015371201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6863022792015371201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6863022792015371201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6863022792015371201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/10/scary.html' title='Scary'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-3512091370427221900</id><published>2007-09-30T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T03:53:31.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Fun wif Eggs</title><content type='html'>My fav soup frm Soup Restaurant - American Ginseng Roots with Chicken Soup. Serving is small bt its so NICE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/favsoup.jpg" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2dae my relative came to gif us a tray of eggs. Cos sum1 strike lottery so tat person boiled alot of eggs n gav away. Mum gav 15 eggs for dear to bring hm. On seeing so many eggs, i gt the tot of drawing and here's my art piece. Ha. Onli managed to draw 10 out of 15 eggs cos he lar, kept hurrying mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/eggs.jpg" border="0" height="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute rite?? Ha. Hope his mum wun scold when she sees the eggs. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-3512091370427221900?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/3512091370427221900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=3512091370427221900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3512091370427221900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/3512091370427221900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/having-fun-wif-eggs.html' title='Having Fun wif Eggs'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2004431458151464253</id><published>2007-09-29T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:40:22.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my fav fish???</title><content type='html'>Went out wif dear on fri. Jus went walk walk ard. Went Hougang Mall, Kovan, Compass Point, Woodlands then bac hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is so lucky, gt 3 jobs offer nw. He jus submitted his resume in the morn then gt ple called him in the noon. So gd lar. Bt a talent like him, sure can get gd job offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His concept is, send to all those tat r alrite wif him. Like wat he said, spread a fishing net then slowly choose the fish u like. Finally, nw he has gotten the big n juicy fishes tat he likes. Hope everyting turns out well. Good luck dear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nt like mi.... Sob sob..... When can i get my fav fish?? I aso gt do fishing mah, jus tat i use fishin rod n i'm more fussy wif my fish quality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nt the kind who will force myself to suit the job. I rather find a job tat suits mi. So i will onli send resume to job i like. Tats mi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, time to slp. Gdnitez~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2004431458151464253?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2004431458151464253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2004431458151464253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2004431458151464253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2004431458151464253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-is-my-fav-fish.html' title='Where is my fav fish???'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2504987988171445903</id><published>2007-09-29T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:22:12.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SQ Birthday Pics</title><content type='html'>Here's the pics. Quite a number of pics on SQ &amp;amp; Micho. Ha. Didnt noe they took so many pics. Mine the least. I camera shy mah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd1.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd2.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coincidental tat most of them were wearing blue. I'm nt wearing blue bt my current nail polish contains BLUE. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our food at Yuki Yaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd3.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQ, the birthday ger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd4.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promoting their food. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd5.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd6.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd7.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd8.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd9.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd11.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd14.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd15.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made frm ice cream. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Jack's Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd23.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd24.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd25.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/sqbd26.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2504987988171445903?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2504987988171445903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2504987988171445903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2504987988171445903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2504987988171445903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/sq-birthday-pics.html' title='SQ Birthday Pics'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4095166623865411590</id><published>2007-09-27T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:32:17.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIQI!!!</title><content type='html'>Sry guys, was veri tired on tue aft the outing n ytd was a bad day for mi. So didnt blog. Shall blog my outing on tue 2dae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out on tue frm morn 11.20am till nite 10pm i reached hm. Ha. More than 10 hrs. LOL. Was tired, of cos. Came hm bathe, watch tv while waiting for hair to dry then went 2 bed. B4 1am, i'm aslp. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went somerset to meet dear for lunch. Wanted to have the curry noodle again cos its veri nice. Bt then, so qiao tat stall was nt open tat day. *Disappointed* Bt nvm, walked to PS for pastamania. *My Fav* Hee. Gt my pastamania membership card on tue nite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, went city hall to meet my old frens. My sec sch clique. Cos its SQ birthday on 25th Sept. I was early tat day. Ha. Nan de im early n the rest r late. Cos those hu noe mi sure noe i'm 4ever late. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, wanted 2 go draw money 1st since they r late. And sth malu happened. Ha. I shall not talk abt it. Its all bcos i seldom draw money, tats y such ting will happen. Ha. So nxt time mus keep drawing money. Bt i dun reali like 2 draw money frm bank cos it means less money in bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my frens n walked ard, sat dwn at Starbucks for a drink. Its been so long since we last met bt we still hav plenty of stuffs to tok abt. Frm current study life to getting married etc. Come to tink of it. Time past real fast. It seems like it was ytd we left sec sch n went poly or jc. Bt nw most of us r in uni, in a relationship, n soon we will b getting married. Its so fast. Jus like our age. Last time we were all in 10+ frm 1 to 19 (except mic who is still 19th nw, ha). Bt nw we are all in another stage of life, 20 to 29. A stage where we get more matured n start to tink of our future. Hopefully life will b smooth for us n our friendship will still last strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tis new place (maeb its only new to mi) "Yuki Yaki" at Marina Square for dinner. Was surprised they provide steamboat cos i tot its like those Sakae Sushi, provide sushi. Initially, we wanted 2 hav Chongqing steamboat at Suntec bt couldnt find it. Aniwae Yuki Yaki isnt a bad choice either. They provide steamboat n grilling. The special part is the fried ice cream. I dun even noe wats tat b4hand cos nv try or even c b4. Its so amazing seeing the ice cream being fried n yet it tastes jus like normal ice cream, or maeb a little weird. Ha. Actually we were all playing wif the ice cream n nt keen to eat. Ha. Esp the final ting we did. We used the ice cream to form the phrase "Happy Birthday Shiqi". Wat an creative idea. Ha. The waitress smiled when she saw us doin tat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Yuki Yaki at ard 8 plus 9, n proceed to Jack's Place. I tot it was Vien's sis who wanted 2 hav dinner. Bt actually its nt. Its a surprise for SQ. A cake for her. Ha. I was surprised too cos i didnt even noe. Maeb its a last min decision made by sum of us. Ha. Aniwae, aft the bd cake, its the end of the day. Its time for us to say goodbye n go hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a very fun day hanging out wif the old frens. I rmb last time when we were all in sec sch, we used to hang out frm mon to sat. Bt aft sec sch schooling, we all went seperate ways. All of them went JC except mi who went poly. So gradually, we start 2 lose contact. Bt everytime we meet up, esp when Sheanee return frm Aust to SG, we will still chat everyting under the sun. Though sumtimes they will tend to tok abt their circle of frens, tok abt stuffs which i catch no ball, bt its actually alrite for mi. Cos i feel tat being able to meet up is already a blessing. Ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post the pics some other day. Cos i dun hav all the pics wif mi nw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4095166623865411590?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4095166623865411590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4095166623865411590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4095166623865411590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4095166623865411590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-shiqi.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIQI!!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1195216055205468068</id><published>2007-09-22T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:59:55.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Come Again!!!</title><content type='html'>The weather is so hot recently. Feel like fainting when i c the hot sun. If onli there's wind, at least wun b so hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the rain.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings r so contradicting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it keeps raining, then we will complain so cold, so inconvenient n miss the sun (Esp for mums, or maeb its jus my mum. Cos she will complain tat her clothes cant dry, n if no sun, the clothes veri smelly etc.) When its a sunny day like nw, we will start to miss the rain. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Beings......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will u prefer to hav a sunny day or rainy day??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1195216055205468068?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1195216055205468068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1195216055205468068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1195216055205468068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1195216055205468068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/rain-rain-come-again.html' title='Rain Rain Come Again!!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8981390051339312868</id><published>2007-09-21T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T02:02:24.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy</title><content type='html'>According to schedule, the workers are supposed to start drilling our lvl frm 19th to 21st Sep bt then, like wat we expected, surely they cant meet the dateline. Bt we r alrite wif it since its just few days difference. Was tinking maeb mon or tue they will reach our lvl BT BT BT... i duno wats happening n hu's idea isit. They stopped drilling tis blk n jumped over to the opp blk. WATS GOIN ON??? We nv pay Town Council money meh?? Or too many residents in tis blk voted Worker's Party??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By rite, they are supposed to drill finish tis blk n then shift to the nxt blk starting frm lvl 12th downwards. Since last wk, they had been drilling the other side of lvl 12th n dwnwards n ytd they completed lvl 2 n was drilling lvl 11th corridor area halfway. Bt 2dae, they stopped everyting n shifted over to the opp blk. WHY?? They nv even finish up their work n nw they shifted to the other blk. Plus, the workers aso didnt apply the cement aft drilling. They jus leave it lidat. Wat if kids or elderly fell cos of the uneven floor??? Its so dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum complained to Town Council tis morn n the supervisor came up. She told him to finish up tis blk b4 goin 2 nxt blk n all the reasons for doing so. The person said ok ok bt ended up, they still carried out work in the nxt blk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if let sae, they want to stop work here n start frm the nxt blk. They shd b starting frm lvl 12th downwards rite?? BT, they didnt. Noe wat? The worker starts drilling from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lvl 9th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d158/luvhurt5/fishy.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the pic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice lvl 9th n 8th tat 2 circled windows wif newspaper pasted on it?? Like i said, by rite they shd finish off tis blk 1st then go over to the nxt blk. N nw they onli finished up halfway so meaning its still nt yet the opp blk's turn. Common sense will tell u tat it will tak another wk or so for the drilling to start at the nxt blk. BT, y isit tat lvl 8th n 9th residents noe its their turn 2dae??? They were seen pasting the newspaper tis morn b4 the drilling starts. Means they knew its gona b their turn 2dae??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishy isnt it?? Out of so many floors, y lvl 9th 1st?? They bribe the workers, the supervisor??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st i was tinking, maeb they hav sum stupid plans tats y they stop work halfway n start frm nxt blk. Cos u noe lar, sumtimes the way uneducated ple do tings r reali hard 4 educated ple 2 understand. Bt i start 2 suspect when i realised the worker drilling frm 9th floor n nt frm 12th floor. N another ting is tat, there's 2 men in semi-formal wear approaching tat 9th floor resident. Was tinking they shd b frm Town Council n maeb asking the resident did they bribe the supervisor. Bt i dun understand, y they nd 2 bribe the supervisor 2 drill their lvl 1st?? (IF they reali bribe) If its mi, i rather bribe the supervisor nt 2 drill my lvl. Give them money ask them skip tis lvl n go drink kopi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae those r jus my guessing cos i find it veri fishy. Wonder if its reali bribery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8981390051339312868?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8981390051339312868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8981390051339312868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8981390051339312868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8981390051339312868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/fishy.html' title='Fishy'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-4453905714083803164</id><published>2007-09-19T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T01:12:35.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOISE POLLUTION!!</title><content type='html'>NOISY NOISY!! ITS SO NOISY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRILLING EVERYDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to the drilling sound for the past 1 wk. Reali don't understand wats the need for drilling n changing the cement at the corridor. Nt as if they r changing for a betta look. The output still the same afterall. Cement texture. Grey color. Same wat. If they r changing the floor texture n appearance. I still can understand. Bt aft changing its still the same so wats the pt of changing then??? Create so much noise pollution n inconvenience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink by nxt wk will b our lvl turn. Sure super noisy n dusty. Bt tink maeb tml or fri they will start to drill the above lvls. ARGH!!! Will b so noisy aso. Sianz sia. Mus plan sum outdoor events when its our area turn. Dont tink can survive at hm thruout the whole wk. Early in the morn 9am i tink, till like 5.30pm, 6pm. The duration is so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache!! My 2 dogs cant even slp nw. Hw am i going to bring my 2 dogs out when the drilling starts here?? If its just mi still alrite, can go shopping, hang out till 6pm then cum hm. Bt nw the prob is, whr 2 put my 2 dogs?? I cant b so cruel, put them at hm to suffer the noise pollution while i go out myself. Bt i cant bring them out for long hrs aso n i cant possibly put them at other ple's hse the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-4453905714083803164?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/4453905714083803164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=4453905714083803164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4453905714083803164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/4453905714083803164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/noise-pollution.html' title='NOISE POLLUTION!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-964066578509331073</id><published>2007-09-18T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T10:29:06.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech-less</title><content type='html'>Why is there such a ting called generation gap??? Y cant the world stopped changing?? Y cant everyting remained the same thruout the yrs?? Perhaps lidat everyone's tinkin will b the same &amp;amp; there wun b such a ting called generation gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i reali wonder wats in the mind of the older generation. At times, the way they tink, the way they do tings reali pissed mi off. Gave my advice as an onlooker bt ended up will onli make the matter worse. So nw i learnt my lesson. Hack care is the best soln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duno y i will hav such family. Such parents. Haiz~ Bt we aso cant get 2 choose our parents. When its time for them to care they dun care. When its stuffs tat they shdnt care, they wan to care so much. Y cant they b smarter?? At least noe when its time to care, when its nt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when i gt injured n nw scars r left behind. Nobody in my family cares. NONE!! Like as though i deserve to get the scars. Like its all my fault for being injured n hav scars. Even mum also dun care at all. She wun care if its ugly. She wun care hw i feel. She wun care hw ple will look at mi. Like as though i'm nt her daughter. She's old of cos she wun mind gt scars. Nobody will even look at her legs. Bt I'm still a young ger lor. Hw to live wif so many ugly scars on my leg n b happi for the rest of my life?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali wonder, if its other mums, will they b more concerned?? Will they go all out to find ways to help their daughters solve the scar prob?? Or at least console their daughters. Nt like my mum. Scars onli. Veri ugly meh?? Will die ar?? ................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO!! I'm a victim in tis incident. Hw cum nobody cares??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bt at least my dear cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a human being. I have my feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali duno wat else i can sae. I'm sick of saeing the line "Its nt ur leg of cos u wun mind." Sumtimes i reali wish those ple get 2 experience it themselves. Experience both physical &amp;amp; mental pain. I'm nt being evil bt cursing them. Its jus tat if one nv experience b4, hw will they noe hw it feels like?? Hw 2 care for the others??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pissed off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-964066578509331073?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/964066578509331073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=964066578509331073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/964066578509331073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/964066578509331073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/speech-less.html' title='Speech-less'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8289182250164398290</id><published>2007-09-13T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T06:25:24.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddy Day</title><content type='html'>Been feeling a little giddy 2dae. Wonder isit bcos of the earthquake in Indonesia cos a resident here mentioned abt the glass shaking. Bt then, tats early in the morn, i'm still slping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its just bcos lack of slp. Strange rite?? I dun nd 2 work, dun nd 2 go sch still will lack of slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt i gt my reason de... its cos last nite i found lots of ants in my rm so mum came in 2 spray pesticide. She kept spraying till as if the pesticide is FOC. So smelly. The smell is so strong till as if its to kill mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink if i stayed in my rm, maeb the nxt day i will end up like those dead ants on the floor. So stayed in the living rm till ard 1am. Watched Entertainment 100%. Till 2+ then on aircon.  3 plus then went 2 slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tis noon 12 plus, gt woken up by my dear's continuous fone call. ARGH!!! Disturbed my beauty slp. Bt then he came 2 buy mi lunch lar. So shdnt get angry wif him. Plus 2dae mum nt at hm, if nt for him. I nd 2 settle lunch myself aso. So shd b glad he came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8289182250164398290?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8289182250164398290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8289182250164398290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8289182250164398290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8289182250164398290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/giddy-day.html' title='Giddy Day'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5623576533127719388</id><published>2007-09-12T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T06:06:58.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Waiting for a MIRACLE~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY LEG!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WAITING FOR A MIRACLE.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5623576533127719388?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5623576533127719388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5623576533127719388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5623576533127719388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5623576533127719388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/waiting-for-miracle.html' title='~Waiting for a MIRACLE~'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-8149193180316111996</id><published>2007-09-11T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T02:29:12.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>单身潜逃</title><content type='html'>Was using laptop for the last few wks n didnt noe tat my blog template looks so different on my desktop. Cos the laptop is widescreen bt my desktop lcd is nt. Made the appropriate changes last sat bt then i added the new playlist n 4gt to change the width portion. Nw then i realise the error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry ple. It shd look ok nw. If it doesnt look ok on ur screen, let mi noe then. So tat i can make the changes asap. Thx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i'm loving tis song "单身潜逃" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st song on my playlist&lt;/span&gt;) recently. Nice song by Penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我没有你想像中那么 坚强&lt;br /&gt;我只是擅长用微笑去伪装　不是吗&lt;br /&gt;我没有你形容的那么勇敢&lt;br /&gt;我偶尔也会慌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也和你一样　曾经年少轻狂&lt;br /&gt;受了一点伤&lt;br /&gt;我们都是一样　相信永远不远&lt;br /&gt;但坚持却有点难 Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就让记忆中的爱慢慢烧&lt;br /&gt;烧痛了我们就逃&lt;br /&gt;带着现实的铐&lt;br /&gt;摺叠我剩余的微笑&lt;br /&gt;通往没有你的轨道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就让记忆中的你慢慢老&lt;br /&gt;老去了谁也得不到 Ao&lt;br /&gt;带着我的祈祷&lt;br /&gt;摺叠我累积的问号&lt;br /&gt;开始一次的单身潜逃&lt;br /&gt;Mmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-8149193180316111996?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/8149193180316111996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=8149193180316111996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8149193180316111996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/8149193180316111996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='单身潜逃'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-1241141498050607401</id><published>2007-09-11T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:24:57.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happi Birthday Sheanee!!!</title><content type='html'>Its 911 once again..... N its aso my fren, sheanee's bd 2dae.... Wan forget her bd aso hard. Ha. Jking lar... Good frens bd hw can 4get.... rite?? Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 91px" height="91" src="http://web1.modmyprofile.com/glitter_generator/glitters/b3402c73d8649735cf5635105a6e5258.gif" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-1241141498050607401?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/1241141498050607401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=1241141498050607401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1241141498050607401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/1241141498050607401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/happi-birthday-sheanee.html' title='Happi Birthday Sheanee!!!'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-5673078230421785051</id><published>2007-09-10T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T02:07:44.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss those schoolin days...</title><content type='html'>One word, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"S M A R T!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/RuT8PprUDhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uQITMLjLFoc/s1600-h/PolarPookie-sig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108485223160745490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/RuT8PprUDhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uQITMLjLFoc/s320/PolarPookie-sig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted nw i'm nt schooling animore. No chance to try tis. Ha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let mi explain wat is tat. Tis is wat we called programming. Programmers shd noe the meaning of the above line of codes. I supposed the teacher punished the kid to write 500 lines of "I will not throw paper airplanes in class." Bt tis kid gave the teacher the lines in a shortcut way by using programming codes. The kid used a &lt;em&gt;for loop&lt;/em&gt; to print out the 500 lines by setting the condition initial count as 1 n max count as 500. So the lines will keep looping till it reached the 500th lines. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get it?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If i'm the teacher, i duno if i shd praise the kid or punish the kid. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I rmb last time in sec 2, i 4gt to bring sth 2 sch. Forgot wat isit. Tink is a book. Then tis English teacher way of punishment is to write sentences. The no. of lines will increase accordingly to the no. of times u r being punished. Like the 1st time is 100, 2nd time will b 200 etc. Sth lidat. Cant rmb hw many isit. Duno the 1st time is 100 or 500. If is 500, 2nd time will b 1000, 3rd time 1500. Onli gt punished for once. Ha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I rmb my class, there's tis guy kept being punished. Bt he veri smart, he paid money asked my fren to write for him. Ha. My fren so happi he gt punished. Cos gt money take hu dun wan. Ha. Bt the teacher veri bad. When u gif her the lines, she will tear infront of u then ask u throw into the bin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bad rite??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heartpain sia. Write so many lines then she see aso nv c, tear infront of u n ask u throw away the pieces of paper. See le wan cry. If i noe she wun c, i would hav just write a few lines or jus scribble sum stuffs to show her. Bt ok lar. At least its to remind us nt to 4get to bring our bks or homework. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For mi, is reali once a blue moon then will 4get to bring my bks or 4get to do my homework. Tat time is jus unlucky. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bt sum frens of mine, esp tat guy who alwas 4get. He deserved it aso. Cos he seemed to purposely 4get to bring or 4get to do his work. Bt he aso dun mind. Still can lauf aft the teacher tore the paper. Bt cum to tink of it, the lines were nt written by him of cos he wun heartpain lar. Is my fren's hardwork. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On tinkin bac, sch days were so fun. Esp sec sch times. Lots of memories. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Miss those days.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-5673078230421785051?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/5673078230421785051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=5673078230421785051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5673078230421785051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/5673078230421785051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/miss-those-schoolin-days.html' title='Miss those schoolin days...'/><author><name>Jazz</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/_feWil6vaKO8/RuT8PprUDhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uQITMLjLFoc/s72-c/PolarPookie-sig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-2234650379794919171</id><published>2007-09-08T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T03:44:39.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame joke for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found tis joke online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why don't cannibals eat comedians?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani1 can guess the ans???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-2234650379794919171?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/2234650379794919171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=2234650379794919171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2234650379794919171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/2234650379794919171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/lame-joke-for-day.html' title='Lame joke for the day'/><author><name>Jazz</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33431842.post-6066740386631935594</id><published>2007-09-07T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T08:41:27.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>换换爱 WHY WHY LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107484968227180018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feWil6vaKO8/RuFuhJrUDfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/N154W0gu6u4/s320/WhyWhyLove_200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching tis taiwan drama called "换换爱 WHY WHY LOVE". Acted by Rainie Yang, Kingone, Mike He. Similar actors frm the show "Devil Beside You".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain part looks abit similar. Like Miki He is the devil n tis Rainie is under his control again. Bt tis show seems betta than "Devil Beside You". Currently at epid 7. Nt bad. Worth watching. Jus dun like the "Yan Shu". The way she tok so weird, so fake n she's so selfish. Bt love is selfish isnt it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, the show is nice. Miki n Rainie reali make a perfect couple. Cant wait to finish watching all the 15 epid. And the behind scene parts r so funni. Didnt noe tat Kingone is so playful and so lame behind the scene. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33431842-6066740386631935594?l=princess-wanab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/feeds/6066740386631935594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33431842&amp;postID=6066740386631935594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6066740386631935594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33431842/posts/default/6066740386631935594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-wanab.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-why-love.html' title='换换爱 WHY WHY LOVE'/><author><name>Jazz</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/_feWil6vaKO8/RuFuhJrUDfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/N154W0gu6u4/s72-c/WhyWhyLove_200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
