<?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-7460823</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:38:20.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bell... Bell...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bell846</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>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3788784871861188998</id><published>2010-05-18T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:11:54.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>常听人家说，有一种爱叫作＂放手＂。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3788784871861188998?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3788784871861188998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3788784871861188998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='常听人家说，有一种爱叫作＂放手＂。'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-4180679364990111530</id><published>2010-04-15T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:55:54.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我曾经期待着每天放工后能见到你&lt;br /&gt;一天又一天的等待&lt;br /&gt;期待也渐渐的落空&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-4180679364990111530?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4180679364990111530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4180679364990111530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8707923316534078738</id><published>2010-02-05T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:34:05.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我累了。。。</title><content type='html'>一转眼就九年了。 这九年是值得开心的还是让人烦恼。 都有。 九年的感情来的不容易， 的确是值得开心的。但是，同样懊恼。 因为他并没有急着想未来婚姻的事。 他还得集中全力在事业里冲刺。 那我呢? 我已等的太累了。 累得不知该往那个方向前进， 也不想再走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的非常累。 对于他来说，事情必须 do 1 thing at a time. 原本说好过了 2009 我们就去风水大师那算日子。 因为他说我们都非常忙着节日。 现在却跟我说我们都忙着我买车的事就讲等到过了CNY 再去算。 一拖了在托。 我已经不知该 believe 他的计划吗。 所感受到的都是失望。 讲了也吵了过好几次。 他不可能不知道我想要的。 他却选着装聋作哑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;九年纪念日， 他竟然忙到忘了。 我虽然某某的在做工，但泪水却控制不著的流下。 对他发脾气，但他可知道我有多谋得伤心。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8707923316534078738?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8707923316534078738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8707923316534078738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='我累了。。。'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-20720573082955985</id><published>2010-01-27T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:14:01.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first lesson in SP campus</title><content type='html'>SP campus is really big. A lot walking to search for the class and after lesson searching for bus-stop. Terrible! Something which I must compliment is the students there are very helpful. I asked few students for direction to the room and after lesson. It's again a long walk after lesson to the bus-stop or mrt station. At the bus-stop, I failed to see my desired bus to take. Asked a student whether which bus-stop caters for 154 (coz I heard from my colleague bus-stop at SP has 154 which head towards Toa Payoh), she suggested me to take bus 74 and transit as to her knowledge there is no 154 there. So while waiting for bus 74 I was using my phone and meddling with my mp3 when I didn't realise bus 74 is here. She was so nice to tap me telling me the bus is here. Even thought it’s a tiring and walking day for me, but I met few helpful little angels. The female student is really very nice to even take the effort to tap me seeing I might miss the bus. If it is me, I don’t think I will bother to notify a stranger about the coming bus. At most I will answer the stranger's question to take which bus. Feeling abit bad, infact we all should be more helpful to people around us. This student really strike my mind to be a more helpful person. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made 2 new friends at my first lesson. Sin Yee and James. They are friendly. Other classmates are friendly too, but I do not know their names. Haha~ James knowing I took quite sometime to find way to the mrt or bus-stop voluteered to lead me a short cut if we are going the same way next time. Sin Yee is a gentle and soft lady. Easy to get along with. Its my lucky day because I met some helpful and friendly people despite the walking and tired. It’s a long and difficult journey home. Dragged a tired body, lots walking needed and bus transit. My lesson finished at 10.05pm but I reached home around 11.40pm!!! Terrible… SP is such a big and inaccessible campus =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclude: It’s a long and tiring day, but I'm happy because I met a lot kind souls =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-20720573082955985?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/20720573082955985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/20720573082955985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-lesson-in-sp-campus.html' title='My first lesson in SP campus'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-2810653180909349200</id><published>2010-01-21T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:54:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is such a man =D</title><content type='html'>Hubby is so man yesterday ! I'm so terrified when I saw a lizard in the bathroom. Fell from the wall and it quickly crawl to the corner. Hubby heard my shouting and rushed over. Initially he just took few piece of tissue paper thinking that will catch the lizard. Haha…. Then he went to take some newspaper, rolled it and wacked the lizard. The lizard is so stubborn, 2 wacks before it is flat dead. This is the first time I see my hubby kills. So man !!! Keke =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-2810653180909349200?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2810653180909349200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2810653180909349200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2010/01/he-is-such-man-d.html' title='He is such a man =D'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-4836726118180362832</id><published>2010-01-14T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:58:17.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of another stage of my life</title><content type='html'>It's my 26th birthday today! Slightly over mid 20s, but not too sad about it. It's the beginning of another stage of my life. I had an enjoyable day. Had my morning with my lovely colleagues and work, afternoon is all reserved for myself. I took a half day leave and went shopping in town. Weekday orchard was so nice to do shopping. Bought dresses &amp;amp; accessories. Pampered myself with 2 hours plus of manicure and pedicure session... Its nice ! I doesn't want too fanciful deco so I had the french classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kinda of a great difference for me as it is a common knowledge to people who know me that I cannot shop without company. I did it, on this special day. Well, I'm so proud of myself... Haha~ it may sounds funny to most people as you will be thinking what is so difficult to shop alone. Yes, it is definitely difficult for me. Therefore I actually felt quite satisfied with the things I did today especially the afternoon session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that sometimes it is good to have times reserve for ownself. You get to enjoy and look at the picture with a different type of feeling. It is definitely a great start for my 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timing is just nice as after my mani &amp;amp; pedi, it is also time for hubby to knock-off from his work. We meet in citylink for dinner at New York New York. Sponsors : my 4 aunties. Vouchers from them for Christmas is being utilised. Its a nice dinner! Sumptuous maincourse &amp;amp; mouth watery starter. Followed by the usual white chocolate mocha frap at Marina Square starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Wrap up of the day: Back home, dad gave me an ang bao of 200 bucks. Nice things happen to me for this whole day. How fortunate am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I wish for a smooth sailing year for my career, studies &amp;amp; future plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-4836726118180362832?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4836726118180362832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4836726118180362832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2010/01/beginning-of-another-stage-of-my-life.html' title='The beginning of another stage of my life'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6132455122308805171</id><published>2008-08-03T14:15:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:47:23.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th Jul at Caribean III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some photos of that crazy night at Caribean III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230172038984139794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVNwkHUhBI/AAAAAAAAAxY/2BggSA0krY0/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; All of us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230172397122206882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVOFaSFvKI/AAAAAAAAAxg/v_FqJnpYWUY/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230173101070790562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVOuYsgr6I/AAAAAAAAAxo/tuj_fCAq5hw/s320/DSC03098.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; the 4 of us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230174265368533938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVPyKCuW7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/fGt4o6zB9lY/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230175481815682930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVQ49qUz3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/tx-f-ZZvUas/s320/IMG_0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230174831237685490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVQTGEcYPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/-54jn7w4NyI/s320/20072008142(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230175778126965714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVRKNgcK9I/AAAAAAAAAyI/C0WkVWNSAZE/s320/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230176566832381058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVR4HqdvII/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Vufu3MBfOUM/s320/IMG_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; jie fu &amp;amp; the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230181037846516050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVV8XfTUVI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/sG_vluzBdnI/s320/IMG_0534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the guys... (adrian stoneing seh already)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230177174306922306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVSberrn0I/AAAAAAAAAyY/VqZ9fgHHR5I/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snap shots... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230178221011966866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVTYZ9nG5I/AAAAAAAAAyg/4PfHJOVFcx0/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230178452450208034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVTl4IyaSI/AAAAAAAAAyo/o83RLbCqkaA/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230178792982400562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVT5st_TjI/AAAAAAAAAyw/yGf5T4-KGOE/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230179004613348738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVUGBGvTYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/zxSeg1Yfwi4/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230179444652973058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVUfoYXHAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Nlvo-ElByqM/s320/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me &amp;amp; shi pooling =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230179947328058146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVU84_cMyI/AAAAAAAAAzI/_WauE4APCeA/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230181511705926018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVWX8wMGYI/AAAAAAAAAzY/FBSMBzJ5meE/s320/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230181843900235586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVWrSRe_0I/AAAAAAAAAzg/fU3kQ5ee_K4/s320/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; si mi dai ji *diao*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230183410257080082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVYGdaDrxI/AAAAAAAAAzo/18HQ85RTA5w/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230183781578767714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVYcEsC_WI/AAAAAAAAAzw/WcAFfdB9MBA/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230184127504809522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVYwNXPfjI/AAAAAAAAAz4/XhlYSAaszJs/s320/IMG_0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230186125898205362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVakh9WyLI/AAAAAAAAA0A/e6A294UQ824/s320/IMG_0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230186443388783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVa3AtAiqI/AAAAAAAAA0I/aqoqOv--VHI/s320/IMG_0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230186705737418450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVbGSBzBtI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xSsd4-7-0t8/s320/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230186962900263314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVbVQCMoZI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/fTJ-NBI4poA/s320/IMG_0589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrap up of the night... (kuku jie fu davis idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230188672285174562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVc4v_UayI/AAAAAAAAA0g/OqKCgSSzOvM/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; hubby &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230189065985008514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVdPqorI4I/AAAAAAAAA0o/_o-MppZq0oo/s320/IMG_0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230190087810154418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVeLJOxf7I/AAAAAAAAA0w/CdaK3pnj5Rg/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; ade &amp;amp; mel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230190899721470322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVe6Z1hAXI/AAAAAAAAA04/jIMHoYh0jaE/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230191389786148994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVfW7eCkII/AAAAAAAAA1A/m3gU-4iTp4g/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; shi &amp;amp; jo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230191865691596930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVfyoWvaII/AAAAAAAAA1I/c4Zg5Jgpr6A/s320/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; shi &amp;amp; davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230192260835325650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVgJoYWNtI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JypC3o1yrqM/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lynn &amp;amp; jo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230193511678497730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVhScImU8I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/uqxoOpsejMo/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; me &amp;amp; mamasan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230194018356299506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVhv7qABvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/j3YcFvXX1z0/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;jo &amp;amp; davis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6132455122308805171?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6132455122308805171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6132455122308805171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/08/19th-jul-at-caribean-iii.html' title='19th Jul at Caribean III'/><author><name>bell846</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://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SJVNwkHUhBI/AAAAAAAAAxY/2BggSA0krY0/s72-c/IMG_0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-821315095127103189</id><published>2008-08-02T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:49:44.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not been able to online as frequent for near to 1 month already coz Ah Pris is back to the working sociality. After taking a break for 6 months, I'm once got myself a full time job. As an Accounts Senior in a local CPA firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is never easy for me, itz not like working in Deloitte. Job scope are so familiar till close one eye also can get the job done. I guess itz the norm ba, we'll need to payback more according to the amount that we get. Not only in term of salary wise, but also the "level" for the work. The higher you are, the amount of stress level also increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all of us should be aiming higher despite the amount of effort to put in doubles. Thats where we all learn. Stagnant working procedures means no improvement in life. Gaining my work knowledge on my job scope, itz much more different from my previous experience. I'll need to do lotz checking for security purposes &amp;amp; confirmation before I can get to the processing. Tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to enjoy working, going to office with a happy mood &amp;amp; even in office was happily processing those invoices. Now, I'm very stress about work. The knowledge transfer process was only 1 week and after which Jovy needs to go to the client which I'm previously with. For those who had worked before knows that 1 week of knowledge transfer was not sufficient. Even if the person managed to teach all that is needed, the person who is learning must be needing another week or so to familiarise with the job scope. What I'm lacking is the another 1 or 2 more weeks for me to familiar with my job scope before my "shi fu" leave. Very stressful &amp;amp; pressured. Hopefully everything goes well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sad, I use to meet my hubby almost everyday or only just for dinner. But now, since my semester started 3 weeks ago, &amp;amp; his also started, we practically are not able to meet on weekdays. My lessons are on wed &amp;amp; friday, his on tuesday &amp;amp; thursday. The only day available is monday, but itz the day that my work load was the most &amp;amp; most probably will be needed to do overtime. Thats so sad. The only days we have are weekends.&lt;br /&gt;As the process is not very happy &amp;amp; enjoyable, till now I havn't really want to celebrate for getting a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-821315095127103189?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/821315095127103189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/821315095127103189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-not-been-able-to-online-as.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1265306397833633903</id><published>2008-07-19T14:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:30:05.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add onz of drinking portfolio *diao*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGI5fGzUtI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gRkA4rRQnRg/s1600-h/280608_CSB+last+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224607563910435538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGI5fGzUtI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gRkA4rRQnRg/s320/280608_CSB+last+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Club Street Bar's last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGIidNnw-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/DPjF5SdViCs/s1600-h/070608_Club+street+bar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224607168265176034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGIidNnw-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/DPjF5SdViCs/s320/070608_Club+street+bar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us at Club Street Bar again. The night before their last day. Ade, Lynn, Me &amp;amp; Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGHchhQLdI/AAAAAAAAAxA/NDCJk_rIzrM/s1600-h/wed+at+club+street+bar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224605966830415314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGHchhQLdI/AAAAAAAAAxA/NDCJk_rIzrM/s320/wed+at+club+street+bar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at Club Street Bar... Ade, Lynn mama san, Shi &amp;amp; Pris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGG35rahKI/AAAAAAAAAw4/x4tyLHkYRaU/s1600-h/130608_Caribean+II.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224605337660327074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGG35rahKI/AAAAAAAAAw4/x4tyLHkYRaU/s320/130608_Caribean+II.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caribean II at club street... Hubby &amp;amp; me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGGbuMzjEI/AAAAAAAAAww/ZEUd4ccqSZI/s1600-h/beerbelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224604853542816834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGGbuMzjEI/AAAAAAAAAww/ZEUd4ccqSZI/s320/beerbelly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beer Belly ktv pub... Me, Hubby &amp;amp; Joseph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;more coming up... ... please be patient to wait for upload ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1265306397833633903?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1265306397833633903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1265306397833633903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/07/add-onz-of-drinking-portfolio-diao.html' title='Add onz of drinking portfolio *diao*'/><author><name>bell846</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://bp3.blogger.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SIGI5fGzUtI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gRkA4rRQnRg/s72-c/280608_CSB+last+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8355160083773463611</id><published>2008-07-06T11:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:50:15.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For she &amp; he</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For Her:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm hurted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm just trying to care, but what I got in return was attitude replies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Itz Sad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you know how hurting I felt when you smsed over with attitude replies. I'm just trying to do my part to care for you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still cant believe you are such ingrateful person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Itz my duty to know your whereabouts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please share your feelings with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please be open to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our age gap is not too big for a generation gap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Treat me as a friend during the chat and think about my suggestions and advices as someone whoz caring you on behalf of our mummy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hate the feeling of us drifting apart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't just look at me when you have something to say, talk and I'm most willing to lend you a listening ear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe itz the growing process for you, but that does not mean that you have to drift apart from your families&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your friends are not everything in your life, please remember your family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please remember that we will always be there for you especially me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm there for you anytime you need someone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really hope we can be as close as we use to be&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss the bubblely and cheerful you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Him:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm learning to cherish you more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please don't be interrupted by the hip-cups in life, as I believe you'll be someone great &amp;amp; successful someday as long as you have the correct attitude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, I'm excited about moving our relationship into another phrase. Marriage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the fear that itz too stagnant and will be bored&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lotz of examples that a relationship that last too long but not moving on to the next stage tend to break off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not pestering you about the housing anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not asking you about marriage matters anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 more year, 2 or 3 more years doesn't matter anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe I'm not suitable for marriage too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You may be right for trying to delay. Hmmm~ maybe you are not trying to delay, just the timing issue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always say you deserves someone better, but I'm already someone better as compared to what I use to be&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I might not want to get married too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't wanna be anyone's burden as my future is foggy, family medical history&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After thinking about it, I decided I shall not be so selfish just to experience the next stage of life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let nature takes itz place, but I do set a deadline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe I'm already considered selfish for continuing holding this relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8355160083773463611?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8355160083773463611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8355160083773463611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-you.html' title='For she &amp; he'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7598805231220336813</id><published>2008-06-30T17:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:38:23.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realise that I'm not very into expressing my feelings through blogging nowadays. A lot of things happened, feelings &amp;amp; thoughts. But none was shown on my recent blog entries. All that I showed are those superficial stuffs like my drinking sessions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thoughts &amp;amp; incidents of my studies, exams, job hunting, relationship with boyfriend, with close friends &amp;amp; girlfriends, and my darling mei mei are not expressed or noted in my blog. Itz redundant to be spreading my feelings while therez no one or not much can help or even come up with useful solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scrolling down my blog page, I realise that all those photos and activities I have put up. 80% are drinking session. *diao* Alcoholic ah pris gets bored of her life and activities but still loves to party. Guess thatz the only time I can get away from all my worries and problems thatz troubling me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'mDead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7598805231220336813?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7598805231220336813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7598805231220336813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-realise-that-im-not-very-into.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3219081231051565196</id><published>2008-06-11T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T02:12:46.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7DwqmZmXI/AAAAAAAAAwo/q37GREIcnyU/s1600-h/31052008039(1,2,3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210317059750730098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7DwqmZmXI/AAAAAAAAAwo/q37GREIcnyU/s320/31052008039(1,2,3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hiao lei lei ah pris edited this pic while waiting for someone. But was commented not nice. *diao* &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3219081231051565196?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3219081231051565196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3219081231051565196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/06/hiao-lei-lei-ah-pris-edited-this-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7DwqmZmXI/AAAAAAAAAwo/q37GREIcnyU/s72-c/31052008039(1,2,3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-4283400476031788691</id><published>2008-06-11T01:26:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T02:09:49.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates updates photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 May At Breathless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210306936940952322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE66jcMeewI/AAAAAAAAAvA/gzTIfLyYrO0/s320/DSC02663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi &amp;amp; Pris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210308448855827522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE677chEpEI/AAAAAAAAAvI/uqjTLCUfcjs/s320/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210310437767648514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE69vNymlQI/AAAAAAAAAvo/baT402h9A1M/s320/DSC02662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210309098945260962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE68hSSeLaI/AAAAAAAAAvY/tL-gC9TTsiM/s320/DSC02659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zhu shen &amp;amp; I &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210309799096591250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE69KCjjo5I/AAAAAAAAAvg/KG14F6F6h9A/s320/DSC02660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210311077525660018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE6-UdEzIXI/AAAAAAAAAvw/ju9SfSX_2J0/s320/DSC02664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210311419389657282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE6-oWnhwMI/AAAAAAAAAv4/18zw9tKkEMA/s320/DSC02665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 May At Zouk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210313374080875378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7AaIaOu3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/do3KJ3ztwPg/s320/drinks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210313842317327186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7A1Yuf-1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/zh2BLpCX-f4/s320/DSC02682.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210315330392880770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7CMAPW9oI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jUkadQA38pU/s320/DSC02681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210314982183229474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7B3vDtWCI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/hX-LbFuvomI/s320/31052008039(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210316226631554418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE7DAK_T1XI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qkATP5i-xW8/s320/DSC02671.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Shi &amp;amp; her darling Jimmy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-4283400476031788691?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4283400476031788691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4283400476031788691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-updates-photos.html' title='Updates updates photos'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE66jcMeewI/AAAAAAAAAvA/gzTIfLyYrO0/s72-c/DSC02663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1761686929259887606</id><published>2008-06-10T01:57:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:54:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Updates !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;5th June (Thursday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet up with Ah Long for lunch &amp;amp; coffee. Can't remember when was the last time i saw him. Maybe itz 1 years plus ago when hubby &amp;amp; I bump into him at bugis. Guess that's the last time before he went taiwan for his army overseas placement. Nice catching up !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: Don't you worry, you'll eventually find the right path that's meant to be yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209944547378160178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1w9l31YjI/AAAAAAAAAtg/9I0DEVr9M2I/s320/DSC00794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another day (wednesday)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209945121373620706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1xfALBCeI/AAAAAAAAAto/wPgW9MBehxs/s320/04062008041(edited2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adrian &amp;amp; Pris &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209945489507130690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1x0bk4nUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Aw0KFDLy64w/s320/04062008041(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209945782439707490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1yFe1dA2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/muWVtvPJd8c/s320/04062008042(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209946109329099602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1yYgl9S1I/AAAAAAAAAuA/bzfYe0P0lqo/s320/04062008043(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian &amp;amp; Pris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209946537678104162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1yxcUUZmI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Rt1atIhJ0F4/s320/04062008044(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209947154005667090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1zVUUQrRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/YgCluJqqiVw/s320/04062008044(edited2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th May (Friday) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ZOUK !!! Ok leah, here comes the zouk entry. The spectacular entry that leah has been awaiting for. HAHA... BUT, i'm still waiting for the photos from shi. Of coz nope picture of my fall. So pai sehz. I can't remember exactly i had a fall on the stairs or knock onto the stairs. But seeing the deep cut I'm having on my leg now, itz very bad. I guess I had a great fall. Wahaha... So pai sehz *diao*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Basically, i had quite alot drinks ya. Henesys green tea, vodka red bull, vodka ribenna, vodka cranberry, tequilla shot &amp;amp; B52 !!! Mix mix mix !!! *faint*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even though i had this deep deep cut &amp;amp; big big orh cheh, but ITZ FUN !!! wahaha~ the night was fun !!! keke shall wait for my photos to upload once i receive it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23th May (Friday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meet up with Ee ting for dinner at vivo. It was in my exam period and was spending my afternoon in the library to study for exam before i went vivo for dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tajimaya Japanese Charcoal grill restaurant. The place where we had our dinner. Itz real nice !!! Fresh meats, fresh vegetables, with specially secret recipe for their marination and sauces. YUMMY !!! But super expensive.... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210231773169219778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE52MVU0eMI/AAAAAAAAAuY/tXSrcpPfeE4/s320/23052008032(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210232247293558178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE52n7k3vaI/AAAAAAAAAug/fV9XdoJyL9k/s320/23052008033(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210232534452093058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE524pUzQII/AAAAAAAAAuo/b7tLkGYh1LU/s320/23052008035(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210233136570312034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE53bsY-JWI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Dzr2iqYOehQ/s320/23052008031(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210233365772249522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE53pCO-KbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/NkzAHoVihXk/s320/23052008030(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1761686929259887606?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1761686929259887606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1761686929259887606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-updates.html' title='Updates Updates !!!'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SE1w9l31YjI/AAAAAAAAAtg/9I0DEVr9M2I/s72-c/DSC00794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3071144553393315095</id><published>2008-05-17T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T16:39:59.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why? Why would you rather chose to keep quiet and treat as if nothing had happened? Is it to appreciate the effort for cooking up the story, thatz why you chose to keep quiet and accepted the story told to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it your amount of trust &amp;amp; faith for her is so much that you can just accept the story that she cooked up even though you know that itz lies. The more you act as nothing happened, act as if not knowing what is going on, act as if the cooked up story is real, the more guilty I am. Why don't you just come straight to my face &amp;amp; give me a tight slap shouting " HEY BITCH !!! Still dont want to be true to me ah ? ! ? !" Hmmm, maybe it will make me feel better. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever ways, whether to keep quiet about the cook up story or confronting &amp;amp; exposing my story. Both hurts. If given a choice of which reaction from him, I guess itz difficult to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the tolerance you have for me or you are just waiting for me to make a fool of myself. See how interesting my story can be and be laughing to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha~ this dumby girl, continue to say your story lor. I'll see what kind of story you can make. You think i'm dumb ah, really dont know what you did meh *giggles*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, she looks so stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: nothing is going on. she makes story just to not make bf panic or what&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3071144553393315095?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3071144553393315095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3071144553393315095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-why-would-you-rather-chose-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-5461157087318338243</id><published>2008-05-10T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:29:54.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies gonna catch next</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCUVUJ1CSKI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/H7mtBgsU-j8/s1600-h/img7604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198584780849039522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCUVUJ1CSKI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/H7mtBgsU-j8/s320/img7604.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198585163101128882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCUVqZ1CSLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BIwlnD0rUyo/s320/img7681.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Incredible Hulk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've missed another show that i've keep wanting to watch. Ya, thatz Hansel &amp;amp; Gretel. Fuck ! I can't find it screening anymore. What the hell !!! I thought it was just released ? Why are they taking it down so soon? :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-5461157087318338243?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5461157087318338243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5461157087318338243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/05/movies-gonna-catch-next.html' title='Movies gonna catch next'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCUVUJ1CSKI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/H7mtBgsU-j8/s72-c/img7604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-2091653601116843958</id><published>2008-05-10T01:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:16:28.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCSPnZ1CSJI/AAAAAAAAAtI/19WIB7RSLI4/s1600-h/img7576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198437777003399314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCSPnZ1CSJI/AAAAAAAAAtI/19WIB7RSLI4/s320/img7576.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm totally amazed by Tony Stark's technology. Hez a genius !!! Simply awesome !!! Nice movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-2091653601116843958?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2091653601116843958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2091653601116843958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man.html' title='Iron Man'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCSPnZ1CSJI/AAAAAAAAAtI/19WIB7RSLI4/s72-c/img7576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1211656773588072222</id><published>2008-05-06T15:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:49:53.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Pris is a qualified driver</title><content type='html'>WooooHooooo !!! I PASSED my driving test !!! YEAH yeah yeahhhhhh... keke~ ya, super excited &amp;amp; happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One time pass !!! Cool !!! Oh my, i'm hao lian-ing... haha~ itz something to be very happy about mar. My efforts are paid off. Nice !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People to thanks: Hubby, Mei mei, Hui li, shan &amp;amp; my Pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your blessings early in the morning before i went for my driving test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks pa for sponsoring my driving lessons. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197184342536509986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCAbn6kcWiI/AAAAAAAAAsw/nUGcOf8NttI/s320/Passing+Driving+Test+060508+002+(blur).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197184608824482354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCAb3akcWjI/AAAAAAAAAs4/AvHfvlHpUsA/s320/Passing+Driving+Test+060508+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its freaking scary during the test. Even before the test when i'm having the warming up session i'm already freaking out. Till was unsure about the direction to push the signal. =X nervous till having sweaty palm sia. My tester was kinda picky. Keep faulting me during the circult. But, as i'm such a pro &amp;amp; safety driver, i deserves a one time pass !!! keke~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Car !!! Someone buy me a car plzzzzz... keke~ i want the new Volkswagen Beetle Cabriolet !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197187954604005954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="141" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCAe6KkcWkI/AAAAAAAAAtA/6mOa-MtzBng/s320/new_beetles_ContentPar_5727_Image.gif" width="248" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1211656773588072222?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1211656773588072222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1211656773588072222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-pris-is-qualified-driver.html' title='Ah Pris is a qualified driver'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SCAbn6kcWiI/AAAAAAAAAsw/nUGcOf8NttI/s72-c/Passing+Driving+Test+060508+002+(blur).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-2488307617100973318</id><published>2008-05-02T00:55:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T03:10:14.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby 25th B'thday BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBn2fKkcWRI/AAAAAAAAAqo/h9QjG4-zDjM/s1600-h/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195454660422162706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBn2fKkcWRI/AAAAAAAAAqo/h9QjG4-zDjM/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195455025494382882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBn20akcWSI/AAAAAAAAAqw/NLhP6fJChIc/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah Pris preparing something yummy !!! (itz my first time trying out this dish wor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195458324029266226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBn50akcWTI/AAAAAAAAAq4/E1mpTqkgX_g/s320/food+(edited).JPG" border="0" /&gt; the stuffings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195459320461678914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBn6uakcWUI/AAAAAAAAArA/aE3PsWsfLsM/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195460304009189714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBn7nqkcWVI/AAAAAAAAArI/9IkcfBCOmwU/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ta Dahhhh~ Bacon Wrap !!! ( itz my first time doing it for bbq wor. keke~ ITZ YUMMY !!! i got good comments on it k)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195468713555155298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoDRKkcWWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/TTcCZ76wwWw/s320/zi+lian+(part+1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; zi lian again while waiting for bbq to start&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195469993455409522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoEbqkcWXI/AAAAAAAAArY/FlGwgU0mwQ0/s320/bbq+starting.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The guys at work. Fire started by Jin Long (in green) and Eric ( in blue). Pro fire starters !!! keke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195471578298341762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoF36kcWYI/AAAAAAAAArg/35N6xPwuNqQ/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Our b'thday boy busy eating&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195472153823959442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoGZakcWZI/AAAAAAAAAro/qvdw5zHDMKI/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; hubby and his si bei steady bro liwen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195472712169707938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoG56kcWaI/AAAAAAAAArw/vV2jZ0IIcR4/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; 20 years of friendship and still counting......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195473863220943282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoH86kcWbI/AAAAAAAAAr4/g_L9gezsS_Y/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Ee ting &amp;amp; Jeffery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195476882582952386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoKsqkcWcI/AAAAAAAAAsA/GyfrQ9DinlI/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Pris &amp;amp; Ee ting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195477342144453074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoLHakcWdI/AAAAAAAAAsI/78UqPAyygi4/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; hungry jeff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195478295627192802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoL-6kcWeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/4Djlcbnti3s/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; b'thday boy with pris&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195480013614111218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoNi6kcWfI/AAAAAAAAAsY/jOY8lt3vLe0/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195485068790618626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoSJKkcWgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/n8czkZwZ1Dg/s320/zi+lian+(part+2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; zi lian again (part 2)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195487813274720786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBoUo6kcWhI/AAAAAAAAAso/8enIC_OALd8/s320/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with his family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-2488307617100973318?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2488307617100973318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2488307617100973318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/05/hubby-25th-bthday-bbq.html' title='Hubby 25th B&apos;thday BBQ'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBn2fKkcWRI/AAAAAAAAAqo/h9QjG4-zDjM/s72-c/Ivan+25th+B%27thday+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8044624345275266451</id><published>2008-04-30T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T13:43:53.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To: Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBgG46kcWQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/U8Ay6II5JfE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194909745036417282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBgG46kcWQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/U8Ay6II5JfE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8044624345275266451?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8044624345275266451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8044624345275266451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-someone-i-will-remember-for-rest-of.html' title='To: Someone'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/SBgG46kcWQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/U8Ay6II5JfE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3512622876371620223</id><published>2008-04-30T03:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T04:20:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th April 1983</title><content type='html'>25 years ago this cute little baby came to this world. THATZ MY DARLING HUBBY IVAN !!! keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby happy b'thday !!! *Muackz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3512622876371620223?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3512622876371620223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3512622876371620223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/04/30th-april-1983.html' title='30th April 1983'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-324109550922912411</id><published>2008-03-26T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:15:46.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jade Spring @ Yishun</title><content type='html'>He said to me: Dear, when you are free at home, serve the site to find out how much is needed to buy a flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of no where he said that to me. It really surprised me. Does it means he wants to marry me? keke~ &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he dont mind going for the Jade Spring @ Yishun BTO program. But I dont really like Yishun. Ok, I admit i'm racist. I realise that Yishun have alot malays living there. Why? I really dont understand. Yishun is not any near to the causeway. Ya, woodland is definately a place with more malays then other parts of Singapore, because they will have the convenience of going Malaysia. But WHY Yishun ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will prefer places like Bishan, Toa Payoh, Thomson, Braddell. Central areas. Convenient to go anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-324109550922912411?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/324109550922912411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/324109550922912411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/03/jade-spring-yishun.html' title='Jade Spring @ Yishun'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1772286804802036055</id><published>2008-03-17T20:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:00:28.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Pris at Cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woahz woahz woahz !!! Look at the title. Ah Pris at cook ! Hmmmm... Itz time to learn. Time to learn to be a capable wife who is able to step out of the house to earn some big bucks and also able to step into the kitchen to cook nice meals for family. keke~ Or else no one will wants to marry a vase, ah lian next door, ermmm, what else? Okok, stop hurting me by naming out all my negative points. keke &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Itz unbelievable that a girl like me whose instant noodle is even critised for being substandard. Omg, thats kinda sad ya. Even the simpliest cooking style on earth is being critised for being substandard. Nope, its alright!!! I can cook more complicated food (=_=")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha~ Itz so fun cooking complicated food!!! keke~ ermmm... I mean those oriental food. I cook well pasta &amp;amp; spagettie too. (but they are also unable to escape the word "substandard") *diao*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, I'm cooking today not because i've got super good mood. Itz actually the opposite. I'm feeling moody &amp;amp; restless. Too lazy to think of what dinner to pack back. SO, i Cook ! for pa &amp;amp; myself. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look what i've got here...... Dong Gua Soup, Dou Miao with oystal sauce &amp;amp; steam fish !!! Woooohooooo... keke~ Itz so happy cooking... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178691804853211570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R95owjWAkbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/0KKILrvV2hk/s320/Oriental+Dinner+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dong Gua Soup. Ermmm... Taste alittle plain. But, itz healthy eating lifestyle ya. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178692453393273282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R95pWTWAkcI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/s4IcYgI343Q/s320/Oriental+Dinner+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coming up next is my Dou Miao with oystal sauce. I think i pour too much oystal sauce, itz abit salty. Ermmm... But it balances with the soup. keke =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178693037508825554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R95p4TWAkdI/AAAAAAAAAqY/agW5he5Js7Y/s320/Oriental+Dinner+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even though its appearance is not very nice, deco of the gingers. But its the best of this meal. Easiest to cook &amp;amp; nicest to eat. keke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Omg, Ah Pris "zhen li hai". She can cook a meal sia. keke =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1772286804802036055?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1772286804802036055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1772286804802036055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-pris-at-cook.html' title='Ah Pris at Cook'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R95owjWAkbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/0KKILrvV2hk/s72-c/Oriental+Dinner+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8368551452956279718</id><published>2008-03-13T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T13:12:35.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realising</title><content type='html'>I always thought that my feelings for you had already been stagnant till I no longer can feel. Having doubts on whether there is still love or just habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always choose to believe that it is just a habit to be having you around. Feeling, passion, love on a 7 years of relationship would have long been faded or quieted down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once have this mentality of giving you up as I feel that you are someone who deserves a better girlfriend than me. Itz just so hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this day, I felt the heart ache once again. The fossil heart once again felt painful because of you. It is then Realising that I cannot live without you. Yet if you are being given another choice, i'm willing to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Letting go does not means that I no longer loves, but just because of this love I am willing to let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz been the longest and darkest night. When was the last time I had such sadness over you? I can't remember. Maybe that is why my heart &amp;amp; love turned fossil. The day after this long &amp;amp; dark night was deadly. I'm just like a walking zombie, walking &amp;amp; lazing around the house. Simply do not feel like doing anything. Cancelled my driving lesson in the afternoon, don't feel like eating, don't feel like serving the net or chat, don't feel like falling asleep. The only thing I do was just......... cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to trust &amp;amp; believe, giving you the same trust you have for me. Believing that nothing is going on. I really hope that my trust &amp;amp; believe does not turn me into a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this incident is a blessing in disguise. It made me realise how important you are deep in my heart. Itz so deep in till I almost lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If itz so easily replaceable, nothing is valuable then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8368551452956279718?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8368551452956279718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8368551452956279718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/03/realising.html' title='Realising'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6548558134810130021</id><published>2008-03-01T03:24:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:41:20.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Fake Eyelashes !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kOFTd9G-I/AAAAAAAAApw/1IIQC8W2GTU/s1600-h/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172681131299773410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kOFTd9G-I/AAAAAAAAApw/1IIQC8W2GTU/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Woahz woahz woahz !!! super happy !!! because i've successfully put on the pair of fake eyelashes today !!! keke~ Itz my 1st time trying on fake eyelashes wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always wanted to try putting fake eyelashes, but worried that the glue might affect my eyes. My eyes are so sensitive that it gets sore easily. Yea, like what sabrina (affiliate) said, since I keep wanting to have it then I try 1 time. If it really affects my eyes then I shall give up. Like some people will say "ai shui mai mia". It means want pretty dont want your life. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pair of lashes was bought from cineleisure, korean dodo shop. They do not have much variety but I found a simple,long &amp;amp; kinda nature pair. It cost $3 or $4 (cannot remember which is the actual price) per pair and it comes with a small little tube of glue. Trial using cheap &amp;amp; simple one 1st. keke~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My eye did tear abit initially but after sometime itz alright already. keke... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172672927912237938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kGnzd9G3I/AAAAAAAAAo4/76tjzlDID-E/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 1st pair of Fake Eyelashes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172674714618633090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kIPzd9G4I/AAAAAAAAApA/fDqyu0LXuiQ/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Only one eye is done. Can see the difference? Before (left side) and After (right side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172675633741634450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kJFTd9G5I/AAAAAAAAApI/hlY7zRbxv5E/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See the difference?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172676789087837090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kKIjd9G6I/AAAAAAAAApQ/9JAMBucSCm0/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Woahz !!! Itz super long !!! Nice sia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172679013880896450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kMKDd9G8I/AAAAAAAAApg/SqRXt4_UhL8/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeah ! Both eyes done... keke~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172678266556586930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kLejd9G7I/AAAAAAAAApY/Kn21wSn7md0/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Pris's eyes bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172680186406968274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kNOTd9G9I/AAAAAAAAApo/FaCiJd3a1I0/s320/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172670904982641506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kEyDd9G2I/AAAAAAAAAow/ejr6GpHm04c/s320/29022008117.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woahz woahz woahz... so long !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172682810631986162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kPnDd9G_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/dn5WrkRoj4c/s320/01032008120.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;PartyWorld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172683781294595074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kQfjd9HAI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PTW2NJ-qtB4/s320/01032008121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6548558134810130021?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6548558134810130021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6548558134810130021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-fake-eyelashes.html' title='I Love Fake Eyelashes !!!'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8kOFTd9G-I/AAAAAAAAApw/1IIQC8W2GTU/s72-c/Fake+Eyelashes+(1st)+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8912601654304102927</id><published>2008-02-28T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:37:27.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Space</title><content type='html'>Its really nice recommendation from my dearest shareholder, Patricia. I really love that place. Chill out with her after my Corporate Finance prelim exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;City Space is really a nice lounge for chill out. As it is on the 70th storey with sophisticated decors, glass windows, you get to see the view of Singapore. Ha~ With the vocal singing classic love songs and oldies accompanied by the pianist. How nice it is to be chilling under such ambience with your love ones, friends... ... One of the bad point is that the singing timing is too short, they keep having breaks after few songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the pricing, its roughly the same as those hotel lounge. But if you were to compare with those normal pubs, the price will be slightly higher. Their cocktails are from the range of $20-$22. This price is definitely worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patricia &amp;amp; I had good time chatting, gossipping, catching up... Enjoying the songs sang. I had their Illusion Apple &amp;amp; Apple Martini, Patricia had their Sweet Indulgence &amp;amp; Lychee Martini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their martini is strong ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172005573068815202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8anqo8be2I/AAAAAAAAAoo/NG5XVwDIpo0/s320/27022008112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8912601654304102927?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8912601654304102927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8912601654304102927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/02/city-space.html' title='City Space'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R8anqo8be2I/AAAAAAAAAoo/NG5XVwDIpo0/s72-c/27022008112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6609161832017932949</id><published>2008-02-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:29:36.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/02/2008</title><content type='html'>Today is our 7th anniversary yet we didn't even meet up......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6609161832017932949?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6609161832017932949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6609161832017932949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/02/04022008.html' title='04/02/2008'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1706516164593817864</id><published>2008-02-04T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:40:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been trying to make tears disappear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm almost over you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've almost shook these blues &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when you come back after painting the town &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll see I'm almost over you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With your cold cold heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe leaving came easy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it tore me apart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time heals all wounds they say and I should know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause it seems like forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm letting you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And soon i'll forget all my shattered dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although you left me with nothing to show &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Full of misery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1706516164593817864?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1706516164593817864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1706516164593817864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-been-trying-to-make-tears-disappear.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1626328408553804021</id><published>2008-01-16T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:06:28.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 24th B'thday Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before i start off, these are the peoples that i would like to sincerly give a big big thanks to. (number are not according to favouritism) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;People to thanks on 12th Jan 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; My dearest Hubby, Ivan&lt;/strong&gt; (organiser. must be tough for you to be telling me those white lies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt; Ee Ting&lt;/strong&gt; (for contributing into the act to get Ivan's number for the organisers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.&lt;strong&gt; Zhu Shen, Patrick Ang&lt;/strong&gt; (organiser, also ordering the cake &amp;amp; flowers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt; Lynn&lt;/strong&gt; (organiser, informing everyone &amp;amp; also collecting the cake &amp;amp; flowers with zhu shen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.&lt;strong&gt; Affiliate, Sabrina&lt;/strong&gt; (being early at the Partyworld to get the room number &amp;amp; willing to step into clubbing places)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6.&lt;strong&gt; Carol&lt;/strong&gt; (willing to join us for the 2nd round of party at PowerHouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.&lt;strong&gt; Shareholder, Patricia&lt;/strong&gt; (for the 30k maple @ cash). So sad that i'm not your main focus =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt; Babyface, Sean&lt;/strong&gt; (willing to step into PowerHouse despite you dislike that place, also for accompanying Ivan at PowerHouse and advices) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9.&lt;strong&gt; Adrian&lt;/strong&gt; (for showing up &amp;amp; accompanying Ivan especially at PowerHouse) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt; Sleepy, Tina&lt;/strong&gt; (for booking table at PowerHouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Shi Shi&lt;/strong&gt; (for showing up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Itz all planned !!! I was faked by my hubby saying that he has cravings for the fish noodle (yu pian mi fen) at maxwell food center. Went for the fish noodle... Ya, they say my hubby is the fish (yu) then I'm the mee hoon (mi fen) cause i'm faked (pian) by him. Keke~ While eating, received a sms from Shi Shi asking "what rm are your in?" hmmm... did she send the wrong person? As during that time i totally had no idea of what is going on but I have some doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walked till outside the Partyworld, he keep looking at the promotions and acting whether want to go in sing anot. Ya, we walked in... I heard him say room 21. "Huh, how you know the room number le?" He dont answer me. Opened the door saw Sabrina &amp;amp; Carol inside. Woahz !!! I'm super surprise !!! Ya, at the point of time I still did not think of it is a celebration for my b'thday. My excitements are due to it has been quite long since i last saw both of them. (actually not very long la, the last time i met the both of them is on my last day of work. keke). Anyway I'm really very happy. THANKS HUBBY !!! I really like the surprise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156014307634445042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43Xse9h-vI/AAAAAAAAAjw/GC5EjsaCwdM/s320/1_686012977l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just stepped into the room. Surprise &amp;amp; Happy to see Sabrina &amp;amp; Carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156015604714568466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43Y3-9h-xI/AAAAAAAAAkA/NUbADLmQSe8/s320/1_402769223l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eyes cannot resist the camera flash&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156368852889763010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R48aJu9h_MI/AAAAAAAAAnY/B5S8KSORcf8/s320/1_751202665l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sabrina &amp;amp; Pris (the black-hearted affiliates) Affiliate, thanks for your camera for all these sweet memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156017636234099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43auO9h-zI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5nwmcpGU4kM/s320/1_700996188l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pris &amp;amp; Carol. Carol got a new perm for her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next arriving is Shi Shi. She cut her hair short. Look fresh ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156015102203394818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43Yau9h-wI/AAAAAAAAAj4/fAuM4yYEUS4/s320/1_526667965l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shi Shi &amp;amp; Pris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next arrived is Adrian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156018628371544898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43bn-9h-0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/5bST-AhLgdE/s320/1_564036702l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adrian (looks better without spectacles.) &amp;amp; Pris  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Suggestion to Adrian: Throw your spectacles away. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next next will be Zhu Shen &amp;amp; Lynn arriving. Yap, Thanks both for being busy with the planning for the past few days. Heard that you both set off early in the afternoon to make necessary preparation and collecting the cake &amp;amp; flowers ya. THANKZ !!! keke...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156019818077485906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43ctO9h-1I/AAAAAAAAAkg/KWzfv9tg7mc/s320/1_811011614l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pris (846) and Zhu Shen (Patrick)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156020793035062114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43dl-9h-2I/AAAAAAAAAko/XegZ-jd3FEc/s320/1_603662768l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pris &amp;amp; Lynn. I'm glad that you &amp;amp; zhu shen are ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156025998535424882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43iU-9h-3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/vjN3DRcwQgc/s320/1_615661547l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wish... ... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156026239053593474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43ii-9h-4I/AAAAAAAAAk4/3nUFoM-FXpM/s320/1_981198363l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156026492456663954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43ixu9h-5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/oYuiPeUJFew/s320/1_518031164l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I Love Mango ! (Zhu Shen really dote me to slice out just the mango for me. keke) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156026702910061474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43i9-9h-6I/AAAAAAAAAlI/38fho8UhQvM/s320/1_514183862l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm not sulking. Just trying to wipe the cream off my face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156027145291692978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43jXu9h-7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/k9IHGwvDd_o/s320/1_665227449l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;B'thday or Wedding ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156028983537695682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43lCu9h-8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/P05x5thdOIk/s320/1_687855467l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156029314250177490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43lV-9h-9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/LGALJLPbBDQ/s320/1_669658229l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Part I (PartyWorld)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156029670732463074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43lqu9h--I/AAAAAAAAAlo/NzuCDZJGWfA/s320/1_375547171l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Part II (PowerHouse)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156122162853182450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R445ye9h-_I/AAAAAAAAAlw/JIyMby7NwJ0/s320/1_427131324l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The clubbing &amp;amp; majiong kaki (Sean, Pat, Me &amp;amp; Hubby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156123593077292034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R447Fu9h_AI/AAAAAAAAAl4/U4oHGNDL5F0/s320/1_591027504l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156126925971913762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R44-Hu9h_CI/AAAAAAAAAmI/c-wUtTqX3X0/s320/1_861494443l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156125538697477138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4482-9h_BI/AAAAAAAAAmA/QXJ_GzEIk10/s320/1_620017818l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My favourite Martell. Not Chivas anymore. keke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156128493634976818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R44_i-9h_DI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/yfS4Iuctqmc/s320/1_852065428l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156129275319024706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R45AQe9h_EI/AAAAAAAAAmY/B3E22v5h59Q/s320/1_722460052l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pat, Pris, Lynn &amp;amp; Tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156129683340917842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R45AoO9h_FI/AAAAAAAAAmg/YUcXayBKKDo/s320/1_873279443l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The ladies. (Carol look here ! where are you looking at?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th January 2008- Actual day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went shopping with my mei mei and dinner with my family. Bakerzin's strawberry shortcake from my pa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156490868615675090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-JH-9h_NI/AAAAAAAAAng/VnBabN6e2CY/s320/DSC00104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my dear Mei Mei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156491122018745570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-JWu9h_OI/AAAAAAAAAno/5DCyHN26-kk/s320/DSC00103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It's been so long since we went shopping together &amp;amp; so close. I want more !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156365812052917394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R48XYu9h_JI/AAAAAAAAAnA/erUma9vrm0w/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bakerzin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156367310996503714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R48Yv-9h_KI/AAAAAAAAAnI/NaWzMnpPZBA/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Strawberry ShortCake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156367688953625778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R48ZF-9h_LI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/xoBfDuA4dT0/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15th January 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- With my Bestie (Patrick Lee, Ah PATttttt)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156493119178538226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-LK-9h_PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Gz6NvZPR7v0/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Pat gave me a treat at Coca&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156493845028011266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-L1O9h_QI/AAAAAAAAAn4/NOylTetZHAE/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Pris &amp;amp; Ah Pat (6 years and counting...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156494506452974866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-Mbu9h_RI/AAAAAAAAAoA/J978Sm4N4yQ/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pat ! What kind of smile is that? Sexy huh... wahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156495099158461730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-M-O9h_SI/AAAAAAAAAoI/B3FVCtRzDZM/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Steamboat powerful steam... till our face out-of-shape&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156496095590874418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-N4O9h_TI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Zr8Uz9L4JXA/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eye ball dropping out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156496868684987714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-OlO9h_UI/AAAAAAAAAoY/HSuINiFEO64/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Contented look&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156502207329336658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R4-Tb-9h_VI/AAAAAAAAAog/FfRZCf-OpW0/s320/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Ah Pris&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: A big big thanks to all my darlings who have made the effort to celebrate Birthday with me. I'm so Loved !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1626328408553804021?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1626328408553804021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1626328408553804021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-24th-bthday-celebrations.html' title='My 24th B&apos;thday Celebrations'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R43Xse9h-vI/AAAAAAAAAjw/GC5EjsaCwdM/s72-c/1_686012977l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8607284662127654159</id><published>2008-01-08T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:10:46.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have lost my shine    )=&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/7460823-8607284662127654159?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8607284662127654159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8607284662127654159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-lost-my-shine.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6494600597681755496</id><published>2007-12-18T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T21:40:29.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th Dec 2007 (Last day in Deloitte)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d59e9h-uI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BkKx0XnJ4lk/s1600-h/IMG_3113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145215196484205282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d59e9h-uI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BkKx0XnJ4lk/s320/IMG_3113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ending my 1 year 10 months journey with DCO is really sad. Hadn't been disappointed in the company's system, I think I will be staying on till next year then moving on to focus on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alot people keep asking me whether I got cry anot on my last day, some sms over saying "girl, don't cry wor"... ... Hmmm~ I did not cry. Deep in my heart I am really sad to leave. Especially the part when i was looking through my darling's souvenir. Tears feel like rolling down, but I'm in a rush to do my exit procedures till i forgotten what is cry. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145192798229756274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dllu9h-XI/AAAAAAAAAgw/WAN5QkcOppM/s320/IMG_3093.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;China Team: Monica, Ian, Me &amp;amp; Ee Ting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145193554144000386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dmRu9h-YI/AAAAAAAAAg4/GZVHbwzPhDI/s320/IMG_3095.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my Darlings (Tammy, Ee Ting &amp;amp; Carol) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145210330286258818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d1iO9h-oI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fridrK6kB9Q/s320/IMG_3112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145194022295435666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dms-9h-ZI/AAAAAAAAAhA/p0YwFAh9Dpk/s320/IMG_3090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2drpu9h-eI/AAAAAAAAAho/OT3V3J-fSRs/s1600-h/IMG_3112.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2drpu9h-eI/AAAAAAAAAho/OT3V3J-fSRs/s1600-h/IMG_3112.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ee Ting my true soul mate in Deloitte after Fenny jie left &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The piggy lamp is my farewell gift from Ee Ting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145204794073414226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dwf-9h-lI/AAAAAAAAAig/s5YYfovEHic/s320/IMG_3156.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Like I mentioned above, I did not cry in office. But this particular page made my eyes tear the following day when I was reading it... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145195212001376674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dnyO9h-aI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Cryc9cu1GDM/s320/IMG_3097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145210905811876498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d2Du9h-pI/AAAAAAAAAjA/99i0bOH__VI/s320/IMG_3111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Tammy (our young mummy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145195757462223282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2doR-9h-bI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/whE6hRj-c-U/s320/IMG_3098.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my neighbour (Ian)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145196406002284994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2do3u9h-cI/AAAAAAAAAhY/eCJh2lCUaKA/s320/IMG_3104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Zhu Shen &amp;amp; Me &amp;amp; his two baby piglets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145197930715675090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dqQe9h-dI/AAAAAAAAAhg/8JOhuGprQp0/s320/IMG_3107.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145202079654083106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2duB-9h-iI/AAAAAAAAAiI/rYk84bKIwDY/s320/IMG_3127.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dinner at Xian De Lai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145203810525903426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dvmu9h-kI/AAAAAAAAAiY/B16qC7qGg3c/s320/IMG_3132.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my darling Shareholder (Patricia) PartyWorld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145214243001465554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d5F-9h-tI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KSTc5hWrGA0/s320/IMG_3128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My affiliate (Sabrina) thanks for coming down for the dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145206469110659682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2dyBe9h-mI/AAAAAAAAAio/pE4NHfro3kU/s320/IMG_3130.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lynn &amp;amp; Me ( Thanks for rushing down to join us for the ktv session)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145212417640364706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d3bu9h-qI/AAAAAAAAAjI/y4FJLyiV4QM/s320/IMG_3152.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My farewell gifts from my darling (Ee Ting, Tammy, Ian, Carol &amp;amp; Zhu Shen Patrick)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145213036115655346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d3_u9h-rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5HzrFKuyhFY/s320/IMG_3149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Gifts from Ee Ting. See the bracelet, itz done by Ee Ting &amp;amp; her mei mei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145213564396632770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d4ee9h-sI/AAAAAAAAAjY/idePSmi5v5A/s320/IMG_3148.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;From my dear shareholder pat, shareholder that is so nice and sweet of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6494600597681755496?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6494600597681755496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6494600597681755496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/12/14th-dec-2007-last-day-in-deloitte.html' title='14th Dec 2007 (Last day in Deloitte)'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R2d59e9h-uI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BkKx0XnJ4lk/s72-c/IMG_3113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-5065133705285457419</id><published>2007-12-13T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T09:48:26.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAD&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/7460823-5065133705285457419?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5065133705285457419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5065133705285457419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/12/sad.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-2624416567751850942</id><published>2007-12-12T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:25:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone I will remember for the rest of my life</title><content type='html'>Humans are never contented with what they are having. Even when you have the best of the world, you will still be looking forward and wanting the ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is dream? Dream lover? Unfulfilled puppy love? When you have him who loves you more than you do, who dotes on you just a little lesser as compared to your parents. Why is there the need to let yourself bang the wall. It hurts... Really hurts... Lost for direction... Should i follow the path of rational or should i follow the path of feelings within me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already making out little steps, making little soft foot steps. You've heard it. Please don't ignore... Why aren't you willing to come forward to show me some light to the path of feelings?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-2624416567751850942?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2624416567751850942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2624416567751850942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/12/someone-i-will-remember-for-rest-of-my.html' title='Someone I will remember for the rest of my life'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-9074840258402897756</id><published>2007-11-26T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:20:33.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts me to see what you did to yourself</title><content type='html'>Simply do not understand about the beauty of over-piercing. A moderate number of pierce can be acceptable, but over-piercing can be so gross and ugly. Ya, maybe I cannot appreciate the beauty of over-piercing, or I'm getting old. Some people might find it very stylish with so many piercing around their face or ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely have nothing against people or friends around me with overloaded piercing, but I never want to see my loves ones doing that to themselves. As of myself, I admit that I have quite a number of piercing on my ear, but the number is not too ridicules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you find the pictures I show below are too over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136975396511916930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R0oz6AEDo4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/PaqNRhrckB8/s320/piercing1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136975542540805010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R0o0CgEDo5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6SdZFAUf9L4/s320/piercing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya, I find them too gross. Do you know that there are dangers to piercing. There is a tendency of getting infection and inflammed. If the pierce is done on the wrong area, it will also affects the nerve. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just because of your friend also have those piercing, then you followed. Maybe I take it too seriously. But I really do not wish to see my loves one to be following their friends and doing over-excess of piercing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is only piercing mar, no big deal. "You are even worst than me during your teenage years." Ok, I have nothing to say. I admit I am really worst during my teenage years. Much more rebellious. I have no right to comment and control you. Who am I to control you? I'm no mother of yours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is just so hurting to see my homely, sweet and cute girl change. I can be a rotten apple, but I cannot bear to see you walking towards the path of rot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-9074840258402897756?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/9074840258402897756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/9074840258402897756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-hurts-me-to-see-what-you-did-to.html' title='It hurts me to see what you did to yourself'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/R0oz6AEDo4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/PaqNRhrckB8/s72-c/piercing1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8659525916105623405</id><published>2007-11-19T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T15:18:58.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision made</title><content type='html'>I have made a decision last thursday to tender. Its been troubling me for so long, ermmm... for few weeks or month already. It is not an easy decision for me. To be leaving a place where I am so used to over the past 1 yr+. But sadly, circumstances forces me to leave. Hmmm... some of you who is not aware of what I have been going through for the past 1 month will be asking me "what circumstances? why is there a need to tender?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really very exhausting to be troubled by those problems for too long. I nearly suffered from depression because of that. OMG !!! That's so serious ya. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely have no doubt about my capabilities and I am sure I'm no inferior. It's just that I don't like to fight for things with others. Maybe sometimes luck also plays a part. Since it have already been the fact, just accept it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is natural to be sad and disappointed about the decision made, but I shall not brood over it for too long. No point brooding over what have been decided. Believing that I am no inferior and it is just their lost. haha~ I am really very lucky to have so many good friends supporting me, especially my dad, darling mei mei and hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking this as a learning process of my growing up. Too old to say i am growing up, it just sounds so funny. Ok, I'm referring to my growing stage of working experience. I really feel the difference between being well protected by our parents when we are still a student comparing to the working society where you are exposed to the outside environment and people. There are just all sorts of people. People out there are not like our friends who will treat us truthfully. Sometimes they will go all out into achieving their goals, ignoring the hurt that they will bring to the ones around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, the outside world is just so scary. Nevertheless, there are still nice and kind people around. Keke~ As for me, I have &lt;strong&gt;my darling shareholder Patricia ( shareholder, sorry that i missed out your name. keke~ dont sad, I've added in. keke. *smile*), &lt;/strong&gt;Ah Long, Ee ting, Patrick (Zhu shen), Lynn darling, Sabrina affiliate, Hui Li, .... and the list goes on... ... (woahz, i'm so loved!) They are there for me giving me advices and trying to talk the shit out of my stubborn mind. haha~ Thanks for your listening ears !!! I know sometimes I sounded long winded and stubborn. keke~ I LOVE YOU ALL !!! MUACKZ !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather then brooding over what has happened, I might as well take this chance to focus on my studies. It is definitely not easy to get UOL's cert. Since I am so lagging behind for my studies, I might as well stop my work and focus on my studies first. Get my studies on the right path then if there is really a need or to kill the boredom, i can search for a job again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really scare that this is a wrong decision made. I am worried that I will regret. If I just slack and did not spend more time on my studies, I will sure regret. It is also terrible to think that I will be down graded from a working class to a poor student. Arghhhhhh.... The feeling is so hateful when I cannot keep on shopping, spending and buying. Ya, spendthrift me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without making the first step out, I will just be bothered by all these worries and will be stuck in the demoralising and unappreciative place. Now that I have already tendered, I am looking forward to my life after 14th Dec. Think deeply, I have the control of whether it will be a regret for my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all these are blessing in disguise......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8659525916105623405?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8659525916105623405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8659525916105623405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/11/decision-made.html' title='Decision made'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1252538146254492195</id><published>2007-10-29T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:59:19.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My October Weekend Updates</title><content type='html'>Been too busy to update my blog... Hmmm... shall not write much as itz gonna be too hectic to write for the past events. Shall show pictures ya... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lets start from my 1st weekend event of October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Clinic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126641714280485106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyV9eh5jUPI/AAAAAAAAAcc/lp86ULIAiXE/s320/photo+spree+071007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photo spree on the bus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126642530324271362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyV-OB5jUQI/AAAAAAAAAck/9N9Ah5Z5nCI/s320/IMG_2427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126642994180739346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyV-pB5jURI/AAAAAAAAAcs/WGPxxSj4hpU/s320/IMG_2433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Engrossed :s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126643483807011106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyV_Fh5jUSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tRLwfJBvpWA/s320/IMG_2434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126643887533936946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyV_dB5jUTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/00tWby0jOfI/s320/Clinic+071007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ermmm, forgot what did I do on my 2nd weekend... Lets skip to 3rd weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paulaner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126645201793929538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWAph5jUUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZwBFVM7zSnA/s320/20102007167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126645575456084306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWA_R5jUVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Fp3Fd1Yefh0/s320/20102007170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126646584773398882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWB6B5jUWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/0HtUu4yGsdw/s320/Paulaner-Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Small, Medium, Big face... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126648895465804162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWEAh5jUYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7RE_QZCLrwk/s320/Paulaner-hubby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hubby commented that he wants to throw away this shirt as it makes him looks OLD !!! haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126647972047835506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWDKx5jUXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/J_d9VOcJk-0/s320/Paulaner-mei+mei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Escentric Drunked mei mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lastly, 27th October 2007 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zouk Halloween Party&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126650501783572882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWFeB5jUZI/AAAAAAAAAds/_3_RLE5QKyE/s320/27102007192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's just simple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126650841085989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWFxx5jUaI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sCq1wiGG2s4/s320/IMG_2538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Being the simple female ghost&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126651429496508850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWGUB5jUbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iFKgrzpv6D8/s320/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hubby &amp;amp; deadly me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126665607183553106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWTNR5jUlI/AAAAAAAAAfI/w0bc1GPjdGg/s320/IMG_2546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126652855425651138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWHnB5jUcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/rcoFZR4gTw8/s320/IMG_2540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126665164801921602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWSzh5jUkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/mgL4v0ohbcE/s320/IMG_2553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126654062311461330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWItR5jUdI/AAAAAAAAAeM/B9X9dBmp3ew/s320/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The girls &amp;amp; deadly me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126661196252140018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWPMh5jUfI/AAAAAAAAAeY/KYvNo0r7BbQ/s320/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126663833362059794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWRmB5jUhI/AAAAAAAAAeo/RvKkmYx6UV8/s320/DSC01229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; my "Neighbour"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126666015205446242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWTlB5jUmI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2rT15O2wKCI/s320/28102007193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126664215614149154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWR8R5jUiI/AAAAAAAAAew/XjpkSb8teiI/s320/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126668626545562242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWV9B5jUoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mgUF1n1g51E/s320/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Zhu shen actually prefer this "ah da ah da" him then the one above... *peng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126669631567909522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWW3h5jUpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ytjVWDDkArM/s320/DSC01180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Chui du du Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126670748259406498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWX4h5jUqI/AAAAAAAAAfw/9WYjcn1lafo/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade &amp;amp; me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126664731010224690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWSaR5jUjI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kFZ0-mySf6A/s320/IMG_2552.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126679278064456386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyWfpB5jUsI/AAAAAAAAAgA/x6Pgx8x9d-E/s320/271007_ZoukHalloweenPt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1252538146254492195?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1252538146254492195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1252538146254492195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-october-weekend-updates.html' title='My October Weekend Updates'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RyV9eh5jUPI/AAAAAAAAAcc/lp86ULIAiXE/s72-c/photo+spree+071007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7602484679685140553</id><published>2007-10-11T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T11:20:18.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Come to realise how realistic and hurting it can be. Been on a down fall recently. Things aren't going well for me. Work, studies, relationship, friendship and driving. My world is up-side-down. So messy !!! Things isn't going right. Added stress from my surrounding people. I'm just not coping well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a friend once told me: "when there is an up, there will come a fall. If now that you are at the fall, just be patient, coz it will be going up soon." Soon ?? Is it just a word to pacify? I really don't know how much longer I will be able to take all these stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistic... Humans can be damm super realistic and selfish, especially when you are out in the working society or studies. I'm saying "can be"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he, being aware of me being troubled by so many problems. He is unable to solve for me yet still add more problems to me. What You Want ? ! ? ! ? Lending me a listening ear is so tedious and tiring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just feel like throwing everything down just for one day, but once again I can't. Studies also doesn't goes well, sometimes feel myself kinda of a hassle. Having to borrow notes from my classmates to copy can turn them off. Others might not like it, because there is some kind of selfishness in everyones' character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz really sad to get cold &amp;amp; reluctant replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my "affiliate" sabrina's last day of work le. So sad... so sad... T_T&lt;br /&gt;Everyone leaving Deloitte. Our team is shrinking and others are invading in !!! AAhhhhh !!! *peng*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7602484679685140553?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7602484679685140553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7602484679685140553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/10/come-to-realise-how-realistic-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1426686948941235466</id><published>2007-09-18T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:32:02.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos taken on 080907_Power House</title><content type='html'>Updates of the photos taken on 08/09 Power House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111457242296284434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-LR7uq9RI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ay8JIHUJ5XE/s320/080907_power+house3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111457375440270626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-LZruq9SI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QMm--PPiuoA/s320/080907_power+house2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111457525764126002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-Libuq9TI/AAAAAAAAAbc/EaWOsFC3ObE/s320/080907_power+house1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111457650318177602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-Lpruq9UI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ddkyd6oe35g/s320/080907_power+house4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111457749102425426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-Lvbuq9VI/AAAAAAAAAbs/OVOvhxQuVhQ/s320/080907_power+house5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111457908016215394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-L4ruq9WI/AAAAAAAAAb0/8E6mxbbMsqs/s320/080907_power+house6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111458019685365106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-L_Luq9XI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rOZ7HadwNoM/s320/080907_power+house7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111458127059547522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-MFbuq9YI/AAAAAAAAAcE/UTkApzvhYz8/s320/080907_power+house8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111458333217977746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-MRbuq9ZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zs6KjqBj9C4/s320/080907_power+house25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111458526491506082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-Mcruq9aI/AAAAAAAAAcU/r-KjhEkrZto/s320/080907_power+house27.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Photo spree in the toilet (Why do girls just like taking photos in toilet?) keke~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1426686948941235466?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1426686948941235466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1426686948941235466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/09/photos-taken-on-080907power-house.html' title='Photos taken on 080907_Power House'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Ru-LR7uq9RI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ay8JIHUJ5XE/s72-c/080907_power+house3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6996420752361974327</id><published>2007-09-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:08:08.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hubby say I should not use the word "whoring" in my below post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6996420752361974327?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6996420752361974327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6996420752361974327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-hubby-say-i-should-not-use-word.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7228005518126435104</id><published>2007-09-14T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:43:34.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>140907_Cam Whoring~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RuoeD7uq9QI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2BZHh9aZl4c/s1600-h/140907_cam+whoring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109929780127134978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RuoeD7uq9QI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2BZHh9aZl4c/s320/140907_cam+whoring.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm cam whoring in office again while waiting for my "neighbour" pack lunch back for me... keke~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7228005518126435104?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7228005518126435104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7228005518126435104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/09/140907cam-whoring.html' title='140907_Cam Whoring~'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RuoeD7uq9QI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2BZHh9aZl4c/s72-c/140907_cam+whoring.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8740764407654463906</id><published>2007-09-07T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:44:51.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Reminds Me of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mymp - Only Reminds Me Of You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you, beside me&lt;br /&gt;It's only a dream&lt;br /&gt;A vision of what used to be&lt;br /&gt;The laughter, the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Pictures in time&lt;br /&gt;Fading to memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late to let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I tried to run from your side&lt;br /&gt;But each place I hide&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;When i turn out all the lights&lt;br /&gt;Even the night&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed my freedom&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've thought&lt;br /&gt;But I was a fool to believe&lt;br /&gt;My heart lied while you cried&lt;br /&gt;Rivers of tears&lt;br /&gt;But I was too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we've been through before&lt;br /&gt;Now it means so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to run from your side&lt;br /&gt;But each place I hide&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;When I turn out all the light&lt;br /&gt;Even the night&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come back to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Boy can't you see…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late to let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to run from your side&lt;br /&gt;But each place I hide&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;When I turn out all the lights&lt;br /&gt;Even the night&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to run from your side&lt;br /&gt;But each place I hide&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;When I turn out all the lights&lt;br /&gt;Even the night&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, You,&lt;br /&gt;It only reminds me of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8740764407654463906?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8740764407654463906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8740764407654463906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/09/only-reminds-me-of-you_6621.html' title='Only Reminds Me of You'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7700352984744301241</id><published>2007-09-07T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:40:23.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0SOx2kyNpM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0SOx2kyNpM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7700352984744301241?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7700352984744301241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7700352984744301241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1475325683004190082</id><published>2007-09-07T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:19:30.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;That teacher is so "LAN" (lousy) lor. He think he very "yan dao" (handsome) meh. Got student likes him still "hang up high high sell" (diao qi lai mai). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People already express her love for him le, but he choose to ignore &amp; act as if nothing happened like that. The student who likes him is not those ugly type leh. He's just so old fashion minded. Why cannot teacher &amp;amp; student relationship ah !!! Hmmm~ never try before leh... wahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One more bad thing about the teacher is, he's those "chao geng" type lor. The student was reading her text half way then the bell rings. He did not wait for her to complete her reading then just end the class like that. HOW CAN !!! So irresponsible !!! Why, cannot wait to advoid the ger huh ? Haiz~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The ending can really feel how sad the student is lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But anyway, in the end the teacher met an accident &amp;amp; dun noe whether he got die anot leh. I can't hear properly as the informer talks kinda soft leh... Anyone can hear from the above clip ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1475325683004190082?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1475325683004190082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1475325683004190082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/09/only-reminds-me-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6682736872829806654</id><published>2007-08-31T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T12:15:41.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RteVs2IHhDI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TCBxztSa-fE/s1600-h/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104713300324090930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RteVs2IHhDI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TCBxztSa-fE/s320/edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6682736872829806654?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6682736872829806654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6682736872829806654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-dont-shut-off-ignore-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RteVs2IHhDI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TCBxztSa-fE/s72-c/edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3512647887705574976</id><published>2007-08-24T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:20:00.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cute Ah Pek...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6gqGIHhCI/AAAAAAAAAa0/YRwaQs7Hh7A/s1600-h/24082007057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102192072916960290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6gqGIHhCI/AAAAAAAAAa0/YRwaQs7Hh7A/s320/24082007057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the max that I can zoom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The ah pek in blue siting on the garden swing with a blue umbrella on top of the garden swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is taken when me &amp; Ian was at our company building balcony. The ah pek is so hilarious can. He actually put his umbrella on top of the garden swing to shade from the sunshine. lol~ itz just so classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ah pek is just so cute !! haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some attempt to take a better view of him, I think he caught us. He also start to play with his phone &amp;amp; facing it to us. Ah pek trying to counter take picture issit... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, there's wind blowing &amp; his umbrella was kanna blown to the floor. And I start my laughter again... The ah pek can actually get down the garden swing to pick up his umbrella &amp;amp; place it back on top of the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm~ relaxing &amp;amp; enjoying the evening breeze huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3512647887705574976?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3512647887705574976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3512647887705574976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/cute-ah-pek.html' title='The cute Ah Pek...'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6gqGIHhCI/AAAAAAAAAa0/YRwaQs7Hh7A/s72-c/24082007057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1813075391794054480</id><published>2007-08-24T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:22:10.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tammy's Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Babies are gift from god. When 2 person are truly in love and gets married. Their baby is the fruit and the result of their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the mummy gave birth to her baby, the husband is beside her accompanying her throughout the process in the operation room watching &amp; giving moral support to his wife. Till the baby was delivered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;successfully&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can you imagine how touching the scene would be ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think the mummy will be the one experiencing most of the process. From flat tummy to getting bigger. Its like you are growing a new life. Its should be filled with happiness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;23/08/2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tammy gave birth to a baby boy on this day !!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Congratz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tammy mummy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sad, can't manage to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tammy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baby as baby is in ICU. Baby is having breathing difficulty. So "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tammy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; expression can see that she's really sad &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;heart aching&lt;/span&gt; that her newly born baby seems like suffering. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Awwwwww&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tammy, baby is gonna be alright &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;... don't worry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102157051753628642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6AzmIHg-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/iOpyeDICcxw/s320/23082007046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Me &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt; ting on our way to visit Tammy mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102157498430227442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6BNmIHg_I/AAAAAAAAAac/SmuzOYmOCpk/s320/23082007050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bit blur &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;, camera women (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt; ting) hand shake :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102162257253991426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6FimIHhAI/AAAAAAAAAak/taUUhtr4BHs/s320/23082007049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tammy &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt; ting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102162867139347474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6GGGIHhBI/AAAAAAAAAas/MnOPXBCbLbc/s320/23082007051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thomson Medical Center&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1813075391794054480?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1813075391794054480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1813075391794054480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/tammys-baby-boy.html' title='Tammy&apos;s Baby Boy'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rs6AzmIHg-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/iOpyeDICcxw/s72-c/23082007046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-827397888696418320</id><published>2007-08-22T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:29:56.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Pris has got new toys</title><content type='html'>Been spending &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lotz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; money recently. Just bought N76 over the weekend and a hair multi- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;styler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda troublesome to purchase this phone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to the paragon M1 branch on Saturday happily wanting to buy this phone, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;itz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sold out for red color. The staffs there checked for me &amp; there's only the branch @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tampinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have the stock. So they helped me made reservation for a set @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tampinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. No choice, next day after my driving lesson went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tampinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to purchase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101202216099218354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RsscY2IHg7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/A-d0SnyfozA/s320/Nokia_N76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is my new toy !! Its kinda bulky, but just cant explain why I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;persist&lt;/span&gt; to buy it. Erm, actually I'm comparing it with the Samsung U700. Their latest model with the mirror effect de. But in E end still stick back to Nokia. But... but... but... I really like the Samsung U700. (can't find the pic for this model so can't post it here. Anyone interested can visit the mobile shops ya. Its really nice.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damage: $468 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101203534654178242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RssdlmIHg8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/z5_Gs5VA4uw/s320/edit_photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Focus is on my hair, not my face ya... Had a tired face... Made these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;temporary&lt;/span&gt; curls with my newly bought 9-in-1 Multi hair-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;styler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Damage of the hair-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;styler&lt;/span&gt;: $49.90&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Reasons for putting effects on this pic: To make my dark rings &amp; swollen eyes not so visible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101204440892277714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RsseaWIHg9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/h6xRmmcxigg/s320/21082007027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, focus on my hair will do. But the back is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of a failure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ARGhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;~ I'm broke !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-827397888696418320?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/827397888696418320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/827397888696418320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/ah-pris-has-got-new-toy.html' title='Ah Pris has got new toys'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RsscY2IHg7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/A-d0SnyfozA/s72-c/Nokia_N76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7290563654508719802</id><published>2007-08-07T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:59:27.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Order from PaperGirlsShop (Elaborate Trimmings)</title><content type='html'>Pictures of my order from PaperGirlsShop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095630299771174498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrdQwoST_mI/AAAAAAAAAZM/JjzLsc8KxcM/s320/PaperGirlsShop+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; I really wonder how they squeeze this parcel into my letter box. (not those new kinds which postman can open from the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095631519541886578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrdR3oST_nI/AAAAAAAAAZU/vu-FsHHiCVg/s320/PaperGirlsShop+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Its nicely wrapped up !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095632043527896706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrdSWIST_oI/AAAAAAAAAZc/j_eLTvONDwE/s320/PaperGirlsShop+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095632537449135762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrdSy4ST_pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/RbpoxVlB0Fc/s320/edt_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095632777967304354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrdTA4ST_qI/AAAAAAAAAZs/fW63Tpd13RA/s320/edt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7290563654508719802?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7290563654508719802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7290563654508719802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/papergirlsshop-elaborate-trimmings.html' title='Order from PaperGirlsShop (Elaborate Trimmings)'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrdQwoST_mI/AAAAAAAAAZM/JjzLsc8KxcM/s72-c/PaperGirlsShop+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6458462507195757656</id><published>2007-08-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:34:27.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ee ting's post</title><content type='html'>You know, I just have the urge to just copy &amp; paste one of the entry from Ee ting's blog into mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz in chinese. She really can write chinese ya. She wrote it till so good that it best describes what I want to say and feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she claim that the entry is actually copied from an article. WAT !!! Ee Ting... Till now I don't believe its from an article lor... Ok, I have my reasons for not believing that it is a prewritten article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Ee ting, can let me copy &amp; paste 1 of your entry? Plzzzzzz................... Errmmm...   The one on "有一天,你会舍得". Can ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the reason that I need to resort to copying Ee ting's entry is "My chinese is LOUSY !!!" can...      If I were to write such a long chinese article, It will take me hell time checking the chinese dictionary for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for permission from Ee ting..............................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6458462507195757656?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6458462507195757656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6458462507195757656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/ee-tings-post.html' title='Ee ting&apos;s post'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6041699946652697003</id><published>2007-08-06T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:22:40.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if... ...</title><content type='html'>What If... ... we really parted... ... what will I become ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What If... ... I'm not willing to make the step out... ... what will we become ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What If... ... I continue to not knowing what I want... ... what will our future be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What If... ... you told me that you prefer the "old" me... ... what am I now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What If... ... I told you I also prefer the "old" you... ... what should we do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What If... ... One day I really lose you... ... what will I become ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that person is with you, you will be complaining that "I can't see future in us". Not having the courage to see and predict what it will be imagining the two of you really gets marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person change unknowingly. Change till we does not know whether it is the "positive" change or "negative" change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so "blinded" into achieving and striving for my life goals till you commented that I have no time for you. I no longer care for you as much as I use to... Did I ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6041699946652697003?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6041699946652697003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6041699946652697003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-if.html' title='What if... ...'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-498401194776682053</id><published>2007-08-06T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:46:15.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PaperGirlsShop</title><content type='html'>PaperGirlsShop is no fraud. I really received my order. Whahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made an order for a top on 1Aug with PaperGirlsShop and the next day made my payment then I received my order on 3Aug. They are just so efficient !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know usually we will feel quite insecure about transfering and making payment before you actually received your order. &amp; it is an online order which you do not know who the other party is. But i just do I-banking and PaperGirlsShop really did not betray my trust !!! keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be posting up the pictures up soon after I upload the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG !!! I'm kinda addicted to online shopping !!! Having the itch to order another top from PaperGirlsShop... &amp;amp; been "bioing" on the few online bags as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-498401194776682053?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/498401194776682053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/498401194776682053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/papergirlsshop.html' title='PaperGirlsShop'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8031918434799355477</id><published>2007-08-02T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:02:19.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new simple shoe</title><content type='html'>Bought a new pair of shoe few days ago. haha~ itz so cheap can. Oly $19.90 !!! After discounted price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, my friends come up with an idea to prevent the "cat" from copying. This idea is I'm gonna to post my shopping goods on blog stating the date of purchase. This way she will not be able to turn the words around and say that she is the one that purchase it 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha~ itz kinda childish rite? But have to la. You know itz so annoying when the person actually copied you but she goes around telling people that she is the one who bought it 1st. What ! Trying to say the original copy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrFWaIST_lI/AAAAAAAAAZE/sA_0-U2eb80/s1600-h/020807_ThatShoeBar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093947660433620562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrFWaIST_lI/AAAAAAAAAZE/sA_0-U2eb80/s320/020807_ThatShoeBar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my newly bought shoe. Itz simple. But itz cheap so just buy on impulse buying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8031918434799355477?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8031918434799355477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8031918434799355477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-new-simple-shoe.html' title='My new simple shoe'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RrFWaIST_lI/AAAAAAAAAZE/sA_0-U2eb80/s72-c/020807_ThatShoeBar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-668456097439263909</id><published>2007-08-01T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T16:26:25.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding myself</title><content type='html'>You know, sometimes I feel that I'm really such a failure. How can a person don't even understand herself. That's me, indecisive, unpredictable, capricious me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my schooling days, I will tend to feel that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yuckz&lt;/span&gt;... I hate study, working will be much more fun. I want to work! I don't want to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I come out to the working &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;society&lt;/span&gt;, I feel that it can be tiring. Then I start to tell myself that schooling days is so much relaxing and less stressful (except for exam period). I really regret for not appreciating my schooling days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. . . . . . I come out with an IDEA. . . yeah, why not I just have both at the same time so that I will not grumble which is better. Ya, acting smart la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm working and also studying part-time. But I tell you what, the feeling really suckz big time. Double impact of the unwillingness &amp; grumpiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I understand my needs and complains and have the ultimate solution (to have both at the same time) to solve it. But it turned out to be super super damm damm tiring. Especially days which I have lessons. I will be grumbling to colleagues and hubby like a little baby to her mummy "I don't want to go to school....... plz plz plz~ can I just skip school... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling a long face when they sae "NO! ". *sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time-table really sucks, itz like there will be 3-4 lessons each week. I'm like dragging my feet into the lecture threate. Why must the study plan be so pack till itz difficult to swallow and digest? Why cant I just have lesson once a week? I promise I'll be a good ger to go for lesson eagerly !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but stop dreaming Ah Pris !!! WAKE UP !!! Just gonna face the fact of the hectic study plan. You have already started, there's no way you can stop or U-turn. Just GOOoooooo !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Ee ting said "you have already boarded the ship, there's no way you can leave the ship le, unless you want to get drown" ( but I know how to swim! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shall use her quote as a motivation to keep me going for my lessons for 2 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-668456097439263909?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/668456097439263909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/668456097439263909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/08/understanding-myself.html' title='Understanding myself'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-660794602173522993</id><published>2007-07-19T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T13:00:38.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats Counter again</title><content type='html'>My stats counter is really not working very well... Sian~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-660794602173522993?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/660794602173522993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/660794602173522993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/stats-counter-again.html' title='Stats Counter again'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-47069266256668378</id><published>2007-07-16T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T18:52:04.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats Counter</title><content type='html'>My stats counter is not working !!! Forever stop at 230 de... Yuckz !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-47069266256668378?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/47069266256668378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/47069266256668378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/stats-counter.html' title='Stats Counter'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8482384252714823118</id><published>2007-07-11T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T13:47:18.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Luv Mango</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shopping really helps and cure bad moods !!! 0.o That's one thing that I confirm today. Was kind of dragged into a shit situation in the office by some over sensative and suspicious colleague. Hai~ So sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It really caused me some kind of depression as "WHY IZZIT ALWAYZ ME ? ! ? ! ? !" I'm having some kind of restrictions now as to the nick for my msn or even my blogging topic. I know it sounds kind of sad right. Where is my rights ? Why am i being restricted by some friends of worrying that they might misunderstand my meanings in my blog or msn nick is refering to which person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please note that My World Is Not Revolving Just Because Of You and it means that not all my comments are meant for you!!! Maybe your conscience admits just coincidently to what I am commenting but that does not confirm that I am refering to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you want to know who the person I'm talking about in my blog or msn nick's comment please come to me and ask me straight in my face or leave a taggy for me asking me whether I'm refering to you regarding my comments. I will really appreciate for your frankness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another option for you: If you choose the fakey way, meaning like unhappy about my comments &amp; was thinking whether I'm refering to you anot. You can Jolly-well don't visit my blog and also block me in ur msn list and please remember to delete me in your list as I will not want to be spied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To all my darling friends, please take note of my above issue and leave any comments if you have any unhappy tingy about my postings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I do not wish to be misunderstand by some kind of over-sensative issues or mindset. Its really tiring ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ENOUGH of the unhappy stuffs. Lets put the Unhappiness Creator aside. Anyway, was suppose to went shopping with Ee ting after work de. But hai~ ( not convenience to comment here as I've said earlier, I'M BEING RESTRICTED !!!) Wanna know come and ask me personally. Keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things spoilt our mood thus we decided not to go shopping. After dinner with hubby, I was so depressed over the issue earlier on. He agrees to go shopping with me hoping that I will enlighten my mood. And IT DID !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so super happy, went shopping @ Mango. I boughted 4 pieces of clothings. Ah Pris is gonna to be addicted to shopping whenever shez unhappy. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086175460727873906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW5okH-YXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/vepNyMkSGto/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Ah Pris after shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Goods of the day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW6nUH-YZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/UFgeTwRtMFc/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086176538764665234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW6nUH-YZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/UFgeTwRtMFc/s320/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this top... Can wear it for clubbing... keke~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Original Price is $85 but I got it for $59 !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW7OEH-YaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BBuHt8rdjXk/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086177204484596130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW7OEH-YaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BBuHt8rdjXk/s320/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2nd piece is for work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Original Price is $35 but I got it for $23 !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW7qUH-YbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/CiCnD28MkKE/s1600-h/GetAttachment4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086177689815900594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW7qUH-YbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/CiCnD28MkKE/s320/GetAttachment4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually never intend to buy this top, but hubby&lt;br /&gt;say nice so I buy lor... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Price is $35 but I got it for $15 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW8b0H-YcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/bzVy3ByqGoQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086178540219425218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW8b0H-YcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/bzVy3ByqGoQ/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a bottom too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Price is $60 but I got it for $43 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage: $140&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8482384252714823118?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8482384252714823118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8482384252714823118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-luv-mango.html' title='I Luv Mango'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RpW5okH-YXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/vepNyMkSGto/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-5933279153405318073</id><published>2007-07-05T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:50:02.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiao Lei Lei ah pris is hurt =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture you are going to view is kind of GROSS. So for those who had just finish their meal, I will suggest that you come back to view when your food are digested. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This "hiao lei lei" hurts her feet just because shez stubborn and insist to wear the pair of new shoe despite there is warning telling that the shoe will bite. In order to go with her outfit she stubbornly wore the pair of shoe AGAIN !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RoyuiyqtS6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/-LUPgRXHgkA/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083629992134134690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RoyuiyqtS6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/-LUPgRXHgkA/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See, the wound. FUCK !!! Itz so disgusting and its like rotting. Arghhh~ since last friday till now it is still hurting. Vely painful la... *sob*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's what people always say "Ai Sui Mai Mia" (want pretty don't want life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thatz the price to pay for Hiao Lei Lei =...(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RoyvOCqtS7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/jdbriGiTQQM/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083630735163476914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RoyvOCqtS7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/jdbriGiTQQM/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna thanks my 2 team-leads (Sabrina &amp;amp; Shi Shi). They bought me this Dettol Antiseptic Cream and the plastic-like plaster for my wound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, the antiseptic cream works. I think it will get better de... Thanks gerz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-5933279153405318073?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5933279153405318073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5933279153405318073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/hiao-lei-lei-ah-pris-is-hurt.html' title='Hiao Lei Lei ah pris is hurt =('/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RoyuiyqtS6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/-LUPgRXHgkA/s72-c/DSC00100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3223791194736447670</id><published>2007-07-03T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T16:03:59.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being the Victim of Copy-Cat</title><content type='html'>I really wonder whether is there anyone in this world likes to be COPIED. I personally HATES to be being copied. Why can't that person have her own personality and character ? Do copying me gives you satisfactions ? Or it is a satisfaction to me, because I'm ur idol. haha~ Should I enjoy the honour of being kanna copied or should I get pissed off ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanna copied from C....... , to B... , to B.. , to R... , to M.. N... , and now even the style I B...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm~ Am I such an idol to you? Would you like to have my autograph as well ? Isn't is obvious that I am showing my unwillingness to being copied ? But why would such person exist ? To be so "buai hiao bai" (thick-skin) to continue to copy despite knowing the other party is unhappy about it already ? I really pity this friend that she need to resort to copy. Why not just Ctrl + C and Ctrl + V as least I will feel more song lor coz like this, you will be telling me that you don't feel the least of ashame. Sometimes I really wonder whether she knows how to spell the word "ASHAME" or "Pai Sehz".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of advice to this friend of mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that you can walk out of my shadow and have more confident in urself to choose the path and buy stuffs according to your own style. Opz~ maybe I'm being sensative because just coincidently we both are having the same style but just that again so coincidently that things is being done or bought by me 1st then you just happened to buy it. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really thanks for your support for taking me as an idol to idolist me &amp;amp; follow my style. I still prefer and will be most willing to help you find a path customised for urself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3223791194736447670?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3223791194736447670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3223791194736447670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-victim-of-copy-cat.html' title='Being the Victim of Copy-Cat'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6849451172120547591</id><published>2007-07-02T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:57:53.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th June 2007</title><content type='html'>30th June will be the last day for Clubs &amp; Pubs to allow its customer to smoke indoor. Bigger Clubs will have smoking areas for their smoker customers but most Ktv Pubs or clubs will forbid smoking once the clock reaches 12am. Haha~ but St-James actually allows its customers to smoke till 1st July 6p.m. There's a friend of mine who went to a club, when the time reaches 12a.m, the management actually came forward to stop him from smoking explaining that it is the LAW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Clubbing &amp;amp; Pubbing is being categorised under the same category with Kopi-Tiaming !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The implimentation of this law is gonna cause alot inconvinence to smokers during clubbing, imagine you drink till vely high &amp; sehz liao still need walk outside the pub to take a puff. So seh how to walk properly, how to light your cigg. The change of environment may sometimes even cause some people to black-out when that person drink till very high. How ? So inconvinent right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At Kruger Ktv Pub... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082432649741290242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohtkSqtSwI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Is46PWy3gBY/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082433925346577170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohuuiqtSxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3rwgpo4GTmw/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mei mei, Me, Steven (boss of Kruger) &amp; Hubby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082434578181606178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohvUiqtSyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sugjaA53zok/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Last Action in Pub&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082435364160621362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohwCSqtSzI/AAAAAAAAAXM/B9y8A4Jcric/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082439079307332418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohzaiqtS0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/eC79oVhghd8/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082439564638636882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rohz2yqtS1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/OLRybl5DsS4/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Mei Mei act seh... haha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082440264718306146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Roh0fiqtS2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/jcDSiPwLQMI/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Pris drink= Red eye monster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082440878898629490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Roh1DSqtS3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Ua2NUfH1q7E/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082441514553789314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Roh1oSqtS4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/N38ty4X1dro/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Supper= Sinful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082442236108295058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Roh2SSqtS5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/5bEJYBqCYgM/s320/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6849451172120547591?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6849451172120547591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6849451172120547591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/30th-june-2007.html' title='30th June 2007'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohtkSqtSwI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Is46PWy3gBY/s72-c/300607+Kruger+Ktv+Pub+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-8865450920815555821</id><published>2007-07-02T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:03:54.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th June 2007 Adnes Wedding @ Pan Pacific</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohnkiqtSqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/vpyFCE3N-Ic/s1600-h/240607+Adnes+Wedding+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082426056966490786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohnkiqtSqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/vpyFCE3N-Ic/s320/240607+Adnes+Wedding+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mei Mei, Pa &amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082426692621650610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohoJiqtSrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-zKTRrsD97I/s320/240607+Adnes+Wedding+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pa &amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082427203722758850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohonSqtSsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/0TykoEUSOsI/s320/240607+Adnes+Wedding+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Mei Mei &amp; Di Di&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082428191565236946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohpgyqtStI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-ORvOZR6j38/s320/240607+Adnes+Wedding+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Cousins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082428960364382946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohqNiqtSuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/d19RIdt7SpE/s320/240607+Adnes+Wedding+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp; Leah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082429733458496242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rohq6iqtSvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/MJskiyDqgPY/s320/240607+Adnes+Wedding+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-8865450920815555821?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8865450920815555821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/8865450920815555821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/24th-june-2007-adnes-wedding-pan.html' title='24th June 2007 Adnes Wedding @ Pan Pacific'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohnkiqtSqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/vpyFCE3N-Ic/s72-c/240607+Adnes+Wedding+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-138171814789408111</id><published>2007-07-02T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:45:29.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23th June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohkTyqtSkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_ilDKLQ_jQw/s1600-h/my+pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082422470668798530" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohmJiqtSoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/hhDSTcIW3P8/s320/my+pics+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082425030469307026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohmoyqtSpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/-sg8SkBbcJc/s320/my+pics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-138171814789408111?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/138171814789408111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/138171814789408111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/07/23th-june-2007.html' title='23th June 2007'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RohkTyqtSkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_ilDKLQ_jQw/s72-c/my+pics+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-4711736386858800826</id><published>2007-06-21T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T23:50:13.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise from Patricia (My Shareholder)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wanna thanks my darling shareholder for her surprise. She sent me a pair of bear &amp; 3 white roses to console and encourage me as recently there are just simply too many unhappy &amp;amp; "sway" things happening to me. Shareholder, you are just so sweet. Shareholder I LOVE YOU !!! keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It really brighten up my day and I was really surprise to receive it. I really hope that your message in the card will come true... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are really someone who puts in your heart to treat your surrounding friends good. Just like the Donut Factory which you queue for hours to buy for us or just making a trip to Rochor Road to "da bao" itz "tao hue".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078542106852350530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RnqbI4_MWkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/O2bcoUUo0Hc/s320/Shareholder%27s+surprise+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ain't they beautiful ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078542716737706578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RnqbsY_MWlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/bub2DgJmyoM/s320/Shareholder%27s+surprise+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm reading the card ya...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078543391047572066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RnqcTo_MWmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CWwodXbGdq8/s320/Shareholder%27s+surprise+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S: Shareholder, really thanks for the effort &amp;amp; the surprise you gave to make me happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LUV YA !!! *MUACKZ*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-4711736386858800826?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4711736386858800826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4711736386858800826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/06/surprise-from-patricia-my-shareholder.html' title='Surprise from Patricia (My Shareholder)'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RnqbI4_MWkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/O2bcoUUo0Hc/s72-c/Shareholder%27s+surprise+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1058507489631256977</id><published>2007-06-19T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:19:09.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Young Bian Tai (Young Ti Kou)</title><content type='html'>I believe that it should be most people's concept that those that try to "Jia ?Ba" (eat fresh) are mostly those Ti Kou Pek. Or itz my concept of from Lao Ti Kou. But FUCK sia I met a young Ti Kou on the train to work!!! CHAO CHEE BYE !!! He should be in his twenties. FUck man, havt become ah pek then become Ti Kou liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan Ni Nah the train is as usual fucking crowded in the morning but it is getting less people after the stop at orchard &amp;amp; somersat. So not so crowded already means we can stand more spacecious. There's this fucking guy standing behind me but at first there is some gap between us. As the train move, I was feeling that the person behind me was squeezing me lor. Innitially I thought ya cause itz so crowded but I realised that he's making way for people to move behind him then he move infront to squeeze me lor. FUCK sia !!! WAH LAN EH itz so damm disgusting. His "lan jiao" was like "buaing" (rubbing) my backside. I tried to move forward to avoid till my body was like "tiap" (stick) on the handle bar already. FUCK !!! I keep DIAOing him then he just pretends to look away. Ok, so pai sehz la to be screaming at someone in an enclosed place but I really feel like slapping him ! Imagine if I scold him just now but none of the other people come forward to help me scold him or give any suggestion of what should do. You know la, most Singaporean only Kia Si Kia Su, they will most probably to be watching the show lor. Would't I be more pai sehz meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I only diao diao diao him. *Sign* Haha~ Tell you the funny part... There's an Indian kiasu auntie standing beside me then I was "siaming" (getting away) from the Bian Tai guy thus was trying to move to my right so as not to be standing directly infront of him, then this Indian kiasu auntie thought I was squeezing her and she was so kiasu to squeeze back so as in order to be able to hold the handle bar. OK la, you want to squeeze I jit tao let you have my place la. Now she was standing where I was standing. Whahahahahahaha~ Then this Ti Kou Kia was standing beside me already mar so he cannot bua me anymore. But I still continue to DIAAAAAAOOOO him !!! FUCK !!! You know what, he jit tao change his direction to stand sideway that his body was facing me again. But now there's some gap so he cannot bua me anymore. There's nothing I can do except to diao him. Sian~ Early morning du dio this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have ELBOW him sia or STEP on his feet at least to make him pain for awhile. Early morning who will be in the correct mind to think of ways to hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerz out there TAKE NOTE. This guy was in his twenties, wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and a jeans. Hair quite short. Fit body and tan. Height around 1.7&lt;br /&gt;I assume he likes to wear sleeveless T-shirt as this is the 2nd time i du dio him doing this SHIT to me and both time wearing sleeveless T-shirt and he alights at Dhobby Ghaut station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware !!! Don't let off-guard just because he is not Lao Pek Pek... FUCKING HELL !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1058507489631256977?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1058507489631256977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1058507489631256977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/06/young-bian-tai-young-ti-kou.html' title='A Young Bian Tai (Young Ti Kou)'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-2073132849923529408</id><published>2007-06-14T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:53:38.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I wronged you?</title><content type='html'>After some thinking and analysing with some people, I start to feel that maybe it is wrong of me to just accuse him for telling tales to Shi Shi. Maybe he really never tell her those things leh. Or maybe he told other colleague then she tell Shi Shi leh. Hmmmm~ I'm just too "Ji Dong" and short temper just to flare up like that when I heard Shi Shi accusing me that I told him to stay away from her. Despite me trying to clear things and confronted him yesterday, but was in such a rush when I try to get the whole picture. Maybe I really wronged you already. I say Maybe only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I tried to clear things with you by wanting to hear you side of words. But you are just so petty to ignore my request to have a talk. What to do, I already make the first move but you just ignore it. There's noting I can do lor. Its your choice. In the first place, you choosed to get close to her, things happened you also cannot blame others. You should be very clear to see what kind of person &amp;amp; whats the size of her mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-2073132849923529408?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2073132849923529408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2073132849923529408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/06/am-i-in-wrong.html' title='Did I wronged you?'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1923446052299105836</id><published>2007-06-14T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:45:58.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKING BLOODY MOUTH !!!</title><content type='html'>KAN NI NAH !!! I'm super pissed off yesterday by a male colleague. CHee ByE !!! Dare to do don't dare to admit ah ? FUCK !!! He told Shi Shi that I warn him to stay away from her &amp; not to be too good friend with her. FUCK !!! You think I'm so dumb as to talk bad to you about Shi Shi when its so obvious that your are "ho"(good) sister then let you have something to bao dou me when you openly told me that you need get into her good books just because you like her good friend. Trying to get me into trouble ah. Chao Chee Bye, what is he trying to do ? Spoilt our relationship den make shi shi hate me &amp;amp; dump alot work to me ah. &amp; you know what, the WORST thing is that he don't admit. Never see such a *** ** guy before. Dare to do don't dare to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keep saying that he will not betray a friend den keep saying I'm his friend. FUCK LA !!! Stop all the bullshit can anot. When I confront him, he act blur den "teh gong" (deny). He say he did not tell Shi Shi anything. You think I'm dumb ah ? Still dare to put "If trust does not exist in friendship, there is no point in carrying on the friendship". Acting innocent now ah. Fuck You !!! We only mostly conversation on msn &amp;amp; if you say you did not tell her any of this shit then it must be that she have your password la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really disappointed in you &amp;amp; ur bloody "dua chui" (big mouth), instead now you are acting like I have wronged you and you are innocent like tat. Stop all these act la !!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I admit that I was really fierece when confronting you yesterday regarding this issue. Coz it pissed me off more when you denied. Maybe few days later I will be in good mood or I have a concussion then forget about this issue then happily talking to you again... Haha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1923446052299105836?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1923446052299105836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1923446052299105836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/06/fucking-bloody-mouth.html' title='FUCKING BLOODY MOUTH !!!'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3582683616241204104</id><published>2007-06-12T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:37:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Minnie Mouse Clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was really busy after I get back to work coz some lazy colleague just like to push all my stuff to some of my poor thing colleagues thus they also have their own work to do in the end by the time I return back to office there's work remainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Updates on my last weekend... I'm so Happy coz my hubby was super sweet &amp; nice. We went for ktv session den went shopping @ Suntec when I bought a pair of shoe from Charles' &amp;amp; keith (wonder i spell correctly) haha~ anyway, your should know which shop I refering to la. Ok, we got nothing to do already, den we pass by those machines that can catch soft-toy de. Hubby was so sweet to oblige to my request to play the 'sweet' machine (I'm not saying that the machine is sweet hor, itz the machine drop sweets) to win the minnie mouse clock for me. We spent total $40 on the machine to get that minnie mouse clock and a big bag of sweets. haha~ Itz consider cheap le hor... Most people spent like $100 or more to win themselve a prize. And for those who will be saying that we are so stupid to spend $40 on this machine to get the clock, might rather buy the clock from the shop it might cost lesser den $40. EXCUSE me, hello !!! That is call "qing diao" (sweetness) lor. Itz really vely sweet of my hubby... juz like the big bag of sweets. keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we went over Paulaner for a drink... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: Hubby, thanks for making the effort to make it such a wonderful day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059219087776146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm47eI_MWZI/AAAAAAAAATk/n75pOAAnvVA/s320/09062007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Behind is the sweet machine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059481080781218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm47tY_MWaI/AAAAAAAAATs/QxKCRQ96zwU/s320/GetAttachment1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; The clock &amp; the bag of sweets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075059919167445426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm48G4_MWbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/W5YD-FZUzVY/s320/09062007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075060116735941058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm48SY_MWcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/WakrFyLQv74/s320/09062007(019).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075060507577965010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm48pI_MWdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VBv0nQ4U1Uw/s320/GetAttachment4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075060675081689570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm48y4_MWeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cxyftAdpohU/s320/09062007(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; At Paulaner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075060992909269490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm49FY_MWfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7BRDEFqqLY0/s320/09062007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; The Paulaner girl... haha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075061357981489666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm49ao_MWgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ylNBgTAAD1c/s320/09062007(014).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Buffalo Chicken Wings @ Paulaner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075061611384560146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm49pY_MWhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/fZ2cHTkV2P0/s320/09062007(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Lager &amp; Wings... Shiok !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075061847607761442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm493I_MWiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/RRpir20wAJg/s320/09062007(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075062174025275954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm4-KI_MWjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/sekSyQs8s24/s320/09062007(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Pris &amp;amp; Ah Pat @ Paulaner again... haha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3582683616241204104?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3582683616241204104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3582683616241204104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-minnie-mouse-clock.html' title='My Minnie Mouse Clock'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rm47eI_MWZI/AAAAAAAAATk/n75pOAAnvVA/s72-c/09062007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-3748910419464373127</id><published>2007-06-08T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T19:30:51.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 JUNE !!!</title><content type='html'>YEAH !!! YEAH !!! YEAH !!! Finally exams OVER loh !!! I super stress for the 1 week. Had Bridging Maths on Monday &amp; today iz Bridging Econs. Super cum very very cham... I realise someting... Studying can make a person UGLY !!! ARGHHHHHhhhhhhhh !!!!!!! When I'm stress, I will keep wanting to munch on tib-bits while studying. Causing me to gain weights !!! FUCK !! I hate it... See la, now exams over le, have to jian fei le la... *Hopefully next week have the time to visit the gym after work for twice a week.* On usual days, i already have the habit of sleeping late, but during this week, I sleep EvEn later... Mugging &amp;amp; mugging... So cham... Not enought sleep... NO fun, no clubbing &amp; no drinking. Taking Panadol ?? *SOB* coz I think I'm over stressing &amp;amp; not enough sleep causes me keep having headache... Eating all the heaty food, tib-bits.......... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073650980915796354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rmk6r4_MWYI/AAAAAAAAATc/hUSO12xoBFw/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK !!! Thatz how I look like after 1 half weeks of mugging... Pimples !!! Darker Eye-ring !!! Big Big Eye-bags !!! Rounder face !!! Messy Eyebrows !!! Messy hair !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woahz, si bei sway ah !!! See, there's pimple on both side of my eyebrows lor... Idiot !!! Stupid Pimple !!! I cannot draw my eyebrows properly leh with you on it &amp; it HURTS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE EXAMS !!! It makes people UGLY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though avoid works coz I took leave to study for the whole week, but also kinda worry about my works. Ya, there's back-up, but due to some conflicts between my colleagues therefore someone was unwilling to help me to process my stuffs. Was quite disappointed when I heard about the news that this colleague of mine 'buai gam wan' help me do my work while I'm away, coz I always thought we are good buddies. Ok, but I understand that she was unwilling to help to cover my work due to some conflicts between she and another colleague. That's for me to find out more &amp;amp; hopefully to understand the real reason why she is unwilling to help. NOT because of me ok... keke~ I'm just the victim. I'm the victim of their war !!! hai~ Ok, do not want to blame the wrong person, so I shall not make anymore comment here regarding my work till I get back to office on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..... How should I celebrate my last day of exams leh ?? keke~ Wanna go drink, sing ktv, also want to go clubbing... keke~ WoooooooOOOOHhhhhhOOOOoooooo !!!! YeAHZ !!! Exams Over !!! keke~ Too bad my camera already sent to the ICU @ Canon till now havt come back, can't take any photos when out later le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHZ !!! LETS PARTY !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-3748910419464373127?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3748910419464373127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/3748910419464373127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/06/8-june.html' title='8 JUNE !!!'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rmk6r4_MWYI/AAAAAAAAATc/hUSO12xoBFw/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7128788085707839418</id><published>2007-05-29T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:30:24.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>Always dream of marrying to someone who really dotes me &amp; having the patient to tolerate with my bad temper &amp;amp; unreasonable actions. Holding the most grand princess-like wedding for me. Don't dare to dream that I will be marry to you for fear that there will be disappointment and not willing to put in too much of my feeling for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until there come to a stage when I unexpectally want to get marry to start a little home of ours. Been hoping that we can talk about our dream wedding under the stars, but unfortunately you are just not that kind of romantic type. This I also try to accept le. Wedding becomes a stress for him especially, it comes to buying of house, wedding banquet expenses, &amp; etc expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to change my temper, which I feel that I did some improvement. At the same time when I'm trying hard to change for the better, I realise there's change in you also. You are losing your patients on me. You use to face with my "wu li qu nao", but nowadaez you just simply turn your eyes off me showing your attitude face. Why issit like this ? I'm making improvement but why didn't you appreciate it ? Things just does not goes the way we want, unnecessary argument occurs out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;We use to sit down &amp;amp; talk about our problems, trying to compromise &amp; solve it. Now, alot problems just seems to surface in my mind when you are not around. When meet, I'm just avoiding those issues &amp;amp; not bring it up to spoilt the day. It is giving me the feeling that we are unable to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have the idea that why should we get marry. Marriage is no big deal lor, it will not make any difference to my life. Infact it will tie mi down. Having the fear to get hurt thus does not want to think that you will be the one that I will marry to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see futures in our relationship...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7128788085707839418?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7128788085707839418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7128788085707839418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-540652518171503536</id><published>2007-05-25T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:42:05.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New links added</title><content type='html'>Just added 2 new links.&lt;br /&gt;Papergirlsshop where it is an online shop selling clothes. Nice clothes ya, &amp;amp; their model even nicer. So guys can link to the blog for some eye-sugar. haha~ They will update their collection weekly, so gers, you must check out on their blog for some nice grabs ya.&lt;br /&gt;Feminity is the other link selling accessories like earings. Quite unique designs. Check it out too !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-540652518171503536?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/540652518171503536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/540652518171503536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-links-added.html' title='New links added'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-4262160902597409303</id><published>2007-05-24T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:41:43.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean At World's End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZwXS1i-iI/AAAAAAAAATE/ZN1MqqeRvlU/s1600-h/details_poc3new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068361976147802658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZwXS1i-iI/AAAAAAAAATE/ZN1MqqeRvlU/s320/details_poc3new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah !!! Pirates of the Caribbean (At World's End) is finally up. It's release date is yesterdae and its sneak preview is out on 23/05/2007, but still prefer to watch on a wkend. So I bought today's ticket !!! keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZx6S1i-jI/AAAAAAAAATM/TqiUX4STiX8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068363676954851890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZx6S1i-jI/AAAAAAAAATM/TqiUX4STiX8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooohoooo !!! That's my confirmation for my bookings for today. At vivo, 11.30pm show. whahaha~ I made the booking 2 days ago. haha~ quite kiasu hor, but have to grab the better seats mar... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZ0ki1i-kI/AAAAAAAAATU/vLinr3PaYb8/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068366601827580482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZ0ki1i-kI/AAAAAAAAATU/vLinr3PaYb8/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this is the sitting as at 1.30pm. Left only the 1st 3 rows nt occupied lor. I really pity those people who went to purchase the tickets last minute. Their neck gonna break and their eyeballs are gonna be "diao deng" after 170min.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA~&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZ0ki1i-kI/AAAAAAAAATU/vLinr3PaYb8/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-4262160902597409303?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4262160902597409303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4262160902597409303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-of-caribbean-worlds-end.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean At World&apos;s End'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RlZwXS1i-iI/AAAAAAAAATE/ZN1MqqeRvlU/s72-c/details_poc3new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-9121719963927087168</id><published>2007-05-23T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:02:35.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Paradox</title><content type='html'>Came across the word paradox in my econs lecture just now, hmmmm~ linked me to think about life is paradox... Don't you think so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that it's very very true lor, in my own personal experience relationship with my hubby &amp; even from a recent friend's case. Oh ya, &amp;amp; I believe the friend I talking about in my previous post regarding Ah Pris is Not Dumb saying a friend is just making use of me, he must have read about that post le. Cause after I posted that entry, he did not call me any more. Although he never leave any taggy to show that he's been reading it, but i remember he said that he dun wan to let that person know that he read the person's blog. Maybe its his behavior or maybe I'm just being sensative. haha~ like he always say I think too much... But I really hope that everything will be going well &amp; smoothly for him even though now that he dun need my listening ear already. hai~ Itz so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to paradox, ya~ Its things that goes the unusual way. For example, like you save $$$ should be richer right, but to some reasons, the more you save, the poorer you are. As for life, it's like some times you do some thing good but in the end things just does not turn out to be what you expect or what it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my relationship as an example ba, my hubby treats me so good... Giving in to me in most things &amp; most important is by tolerating my bad &amp;amp; unreasonable temper, giving me advice when i'm lost. But I feel that I am not reciprocating his goods. Although I tried &amp; have control abit of my temper, but given to most gers, they will be appreciating their boyfriend more. For me, hai~ I'm not a good gf. I'm not a good gf. Keep wanting to club, drink, play... hai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which in actual fact it should be with such a good bf, the gf must also behave herself... But thats not my case... I am sweet &amp;amp; try to be caring, but I cannot behave... I wan to play !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another case comes from a friend, he likes a ger so much coz shez very pretty, a part-time model &amp; maybe she's used to being sweet to him. But in that kind of industry, they tend to be materialistic. This friend of mine was feeling inferior saying that he is not rich enough &amp;amp; cannot provide her comfortable dating life. See la, despite he treat her so good &amp; sweet &amp;amp; trying hard to earn more $$$ to go out with her, on the other hand she was playing mind games with him talking about other guys who are also going after her. See, like this she was just hurting him lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe paradox does not only happens in the four of us but everyone should have encounter it at least once in the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed Paradox !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-9121719963927087168?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/9121719963927087168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/9121719963927087168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-is-paradox.html' title='Life is Paradox'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-9098755210131592619</id><published>2007-05-20T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T13:10:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's some pictures that I took during my boring timez in office, over stress with work, and @ hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066374943888046306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9hKy1i-OI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zTvfGdJU-A8/s320/Juzforfun+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Ah Pris day-dreaming &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066376159363791090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9iRi1i-PI/AAAAAAAAAQs/TC-fGevWHks/s320/Juzforfun+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Me &amp; my Pong Bia neighbour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066376842263591170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9i5S1i-QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vDOL5zSyyIc/s320/Juzforfun+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066377168681105682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9jMS1i-RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/YyWJAX4raiI/s320/Juzforfun+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Neighbour, ur face is indeed PONG... Opz~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066377520868423970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9jgy1i-SI/AAAAAAAAARE/HmeAe9Bz_14/s320/Juzforfun+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066378160818551106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9kGC1i-UI/AAAAAAAAARU/oLI0n0cqHJQ/s320/Juzforfun+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Does it makes our face not so "Pong" ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pictures that spoilts my image... Dun LAUGH !!! It took me alot courage to post it here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066377821516134706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9jyS1i-TI/AAAAAAAAARM/xa3xOpw5__0/s320/Juzforfun+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Crumpled face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066378792178743634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9kqy1i-VI/AAAAAAAAARc/Pe2o_gEUBGg/s320/Juzforfun+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kiss... Anyone ??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066379178725800290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9lBS1i-WI/AAAAAAAAARk/HLP8Bi_zPXU/s320/Juzforfun+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK... No more spoilt image pictures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066379646877235570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9lci1i-XI/AAAAAAAAARs/hmhRkgIPQy8/s320/Juzforfun+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066379857330633090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9loy1i-YI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qGHaeqZdlI8/s320/Juzforfun+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066380089258867090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9l2S1i-ZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/vtz2H7hm3Hg/s320/Juzforfun+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me with our Tammy Mummy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066380428561283490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9mKC1i-aI/AAAAAAAAASE/qek1OO6Acrw/s320/Juzforfun+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066380677669386674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9mYi1i-bI/AAAAAAAAASM/thZFE7SRy3s/s320/Juzforfun+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066381081396312514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9mwC1i-cI/AAAAAAAAASU/SA_sUcscyzo/s320/Juzforfun+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066381566727616978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9nMS1i-dI/AAAAAAAAASc/4gU47Xv-6o4/s320/Juzforfun+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066382460080814562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9oAS1i-eI/AAAAAAAAASk/PGU470c1NWk/s320/Juzforfun+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066383267534666226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9ovS1i-fI/AAAAAAAAASs/Zf3940Wtv68/s320/Juzforfun+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066384023448910338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9pbS1i-gI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-jaMpHCGEtM/s320/Juzforfun+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066503071352420882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk_Vsy1i-hI/AAAAAAAAAS8/sDfaJL6N98I/s320/Juzforfun+032.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-9098755210131592619?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/9098755210131592619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/9098755210131592619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rk9hKy1i-OI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zTvfGdJU-A8/s72-c/Juzforfun+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7620909947521366023</id><published>2007-05-15T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T01:49:33.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Pris is not dumb</title><content type='html'>Told daddy about it yesterday and u know what, he scold me dumb for being used. I am NOT dumb ok !!! Btw, this daddy i'm writing here is not my real daddy la... haha~ hez just my devils daddy... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He say that I'm being used lor, which sometimes I feel that that person might be just looking for me when he needs someone to talk to. Actually I don't really mind that when you need someone to talk to or confine to and give me a call. In fact I'm most willing to lend my friend a listening ear. But itz just that this friend is giving me the feeling of 'kiam eng' then find me. Not only I have this feeling lor, but daddy also after hearing my story without me saying den he scold me for being so dumb to be used by people. Hai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really so sad... Please appreciate my care &amp;amp; listening ear and hopefully you can consider about my feelings, for you know who you are... I'm really tired of all the mind games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7620909947521366023?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7620909947521366023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7620909947521366023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/ah-pris-is-not-dumb.html' title='Ah Pris is not dumb'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-128136284027494451</id><published>2007-05-07T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:59:31.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider-Man 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rj7wcIct52I/AAAAAAAAAQc/rX5CW_RPE_8/s1600-h/details_spiderman3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061747397305952098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rj7wcIct52I/AAAAAAAAAQc/rX5CW_RPE_8/s320/details_spiderman3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Spider-Man 3 last friday... Actually wanted to get vivo ticket de... coz since it opens, never went there for movie before leh... So sua gu me... keke~ But by afternoon, the seatings are almost all taken up le. Left the 1st row &amp; few empty seats at row 2... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, again ended up booking out tickets at marina branch. Nvm la, anyway marina gv is still my favourite theater... But still wanna find another show to watch at vivo branch... keke~ good to experience new things ya... Pirates of the Caribbean !!!!!!!!! 24 May !!! Itz a MUST watch for me... keke~ Captain Jack Sparrow so cute... Orlando Bloom so yan dao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to Spider-Man... Its really a nice movie but the ending quite sad... Green Goblin died... He sacrifies for Spider-Man lor. Helped him to shield the attack from venom... So sad lor... Sand man &amp;amp; Venom ganged up against Spider-Man... But Sand Man was not actually a totally bad guy, he was just trying to get more $$$ to save his daughter from serious illness. Venom is the BAD guy !!! With great digital effects &amp; strongly don't support buying itz dvd... Any movie except for this one. You can really enjoy the digital &amp;amp; sound effect ONLY in cinema... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion, I dun really like Spider-Man as much as I like SuperMan... I still prefer Superman lor... Superman more handsome &amp; fit !!! haha~ Spider-Man image is so tut-tut lor. His hair-style so orh biang &amp;amp; his actions kinda kuku... but in certain wayz he can be cute too... keke~ opz !!! No offence to Spider-Man's fans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-128136284027494451?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/128136284027494451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/128136284027494451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/spider-man-3.html' title='Spider-Man 3'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rj7wcIct52I/AAAAAAAAAQc/rX5CW_RPE_8/s72-c/details_spiderman3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1319663734913551902</id><published>2007-05-04T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T23:29:50.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos ready....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29/04/2007 (Sunday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060551317633492082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjqwnIct5HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/CZGkN5MUK7s/s320/290407-010507+Batam+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp; Hubby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060551725655385218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjqw-4ct5II/AAAAAAAAAKs/_U1NkdXrzwU/s320/290407-010507+Batam+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ivan, Pris, Ee ting &amp; Jeffery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060540563035382722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjqm1Ict48I/AAAAAAAAAJM/w6-egN2iXt4/s320/290407-010507+Batam+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp; Ee ting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060552314065904786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjqxhIct5JI/AAAAAAAAAK0/w9XwXFdqOLU/s320/290407-010507+Batam+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Boarding Pass to Batam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060542916677460962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjqo-Ict4-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Q9n0pSnW1HY/s320/DSC08782.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060543548037653490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjqpi4ct4_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/QrxqetpeMHk/s320/DSC08786.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ee Ting &amp; Jeffery... Sweet Couple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the Ferry lohhhh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060553593966159010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjqyroct5KI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fWBRlFLE0FE/s320/290407-010507+Batam+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foot on Nongsa Terminal Bahari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060554246801188018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjqzRoct5LI/AAAAAAAAALE/xw9oTw15FT8/s320/290407-010507+Batam+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His &amp; Her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060554766492230850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjqzv4ct5MI/AAAAAAAAALM/oWNAfZJPtAg/s320/DSC08788.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060561290547553570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq5roct5SI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f4cQ2o1hzO4/s320/DSC08796.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeffery acting E statue... Alike ??? keke~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060557077184636114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq12Yct5NI/AAAAAAAAALU/Szwmsa23K1g/s320/Batam+Nongsa+Terminal.JPG" border="0" /&gt; To Batam View Resort... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060558004897572066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq2sYct5OI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZQJcGD7JQJE/s320/On+ferry+transfer+to+resort.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reached... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060558975560180994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq3k4ct5QI/AAAAAAAAALs/znKiOsYaEvo/s320/290407-010507+Batam+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060558619077895410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq3QIct5PI/AAAAAAAAALk/OPpu2stNYI8/s320/Batam+View+Beach+Resort.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060606864445531746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrjIYct5mI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KKs39y3PDog/s320/scenery+outside.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Scenery from our room &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060560375719519506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq42Yct5RI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pjtEn4kZYSE/s320/290407-010507+Batam+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1st Day lunch there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060561814533563698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq6KIct5TI/AAAAAAAAAME/eYUFY1DTHtI/s320/290407-010507+Batam+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060562085116503362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq6Z4ct5UI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wbaFsnqmDDc/s320/290407-010507+Batam+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On Cabby to Nagoya Shopping Mall... S$15 per trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060565022874133842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjq9E4ct5VI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ySwBtvcGmIg/s320/Godiva+coffee+%40+Nagoya.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060582967247496546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrNZYct5WI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oROtK6ohOCY/s320/290407-010507+Batam+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mix &amp; Pick your own fries... Thatz how they sell fries in supermart... Not packet de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30/04/2007 (Monday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060599305303090690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrcQYct5gI/AAAAAAAAANs/gph5eYaQuvI/s320/290407-010507+Batam+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My surprise for hubby... My work piece... wooohooo~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060588709618771314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrSnoct5XI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VDVcX_VWUmg/s320/290407-010507+Batam+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060589882144843138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrTr4ct5YI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aES4A2zZULk/s320/290407-010507+Batam+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060590328821441938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrUF4ct5ZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/J0gsERehuJs/s320/290407-010507+Batam+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060591948024112546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrVkIct5aI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DDweVjS6k4k/s320/DSC08838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kayating Time......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060593064715609538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrWlIct5cI/AAAAAAAAANM/9LVULzaLxBQ/s320/DSC08835.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060594091212793298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrXg4ct5dI/AAAAAAAAANU/Xvq49kKSMPs/s320/DSC08834.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060595323868407266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrYooct5eI/AAAAAAAAANc/mjMBGkgoBNk/s320/DSC08863.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060598532208977394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrbjYct5fI/AAAAAAAAANk/c-soqazFRlo/s320/Kayat.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060602066967062034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrexIct5hI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mHEzZPAQOz8/s320/Lunch+%40+resort+restaurant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch on our own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060602792816535074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrfbYct5iI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rhBn9ayQdYQ/s320/290407-010507+Batam+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm sick :S Panadol for flu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060603312507577906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjrf5oct5jI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FAlo6CYu9_s/s320/290407-010507+Batam+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jenga...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060603759184176706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrgToct5kI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-9WnQ4J2hiE/s320/290407-010507+Batam+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060605709099329106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjriFIct5lI/AAAAAAAAAOU/M1XRDVE6rTk/s320/Jenga.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060607276762392178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrjgYct5nI/AAAAAAAAAOk/lF6Qb0XFQP0/s320/290407-010507+Batam+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060609686239045250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjrlsoct5oI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4PYbQQc1OM4/s320/sunset.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060610248879761042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrmNYct5pI/AAAAAAAAAO0/m1UMeIOl8yM/s320/290407-010507+Batam+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kelong Seafood Dinner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060611618974328482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrndIct5qI/AAAAAAAAAO8/99cnBYlHNu4/s320/kelong+dinner.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060615540279469762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrrBYct5sI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Of4S7pbNrL0/s320/290407-010507+Batam+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;KTV session after dinner... With a surprise B'thday cake arranged for hubby...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060616184524564178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjrrm4ct5tI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZtFVQhTECjk/s320/290407-010507+Batam+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060616777230051042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjrsJYct5uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Rl8qAKOZOpA/s320/290407-010507+Batam+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;B'thday kiss for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/05/2007 (Monday... Last Day) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060623790911645426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjryhoct5vI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mjsWcDI5h7U/s320/290407-010507+Batam+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060625221135755010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjrz04ct5wI/AAAAAAAAAPs/J03X6ixTRiw/s320/Messy+room.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wah Lao !!! Whose room is this so MESSY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060626153143658258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjr0rIct5xI/AAAAAAAAAP0/qBG_vT-Aau4/s320/fooddddd.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting @ the lobby for our transport&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060627003547182882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjr1coct5yI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Bkbx9I6tmXs/s320/goin+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the way to the terminal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060627506058356530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjr154ct5zI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PXdbgIaSRu4/s320/290407-010507+Batam+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060628060109137730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjr2aIct50I/AAAAAAAAAQM/nZZg6VFruww/s320/290407-010507+Batam+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting to board the ferry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060628669994493778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rjr29oct51I/AAAAAAAAAQU/jTjamVz-Olg/s320/290407-010507+Batam+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the ferry coming back Spore loh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1319663734913551902?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1319663734913551902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1319663734913551902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/photos-ready.html' title='Photos ready....'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjqwnIct5HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/CZGkN5MUK7s/s72-c/290407-010507+Batam+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-996132352684200000</id><published>2007-05-01T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:30:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back......</title><content type='html'>I'm back from my 3D2N trip in Batam. So tired... Shall try to upload the pictures asap once I've upload them ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-996132352684200000?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/996132352684200000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/996132352684200000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/05/back.html' title='Back......'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-4697913322392674478</id><published>2007-04-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:54:40.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bisous 27/04/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went Bisous after hubby off work wif his colleagues... Bisous iz having a 1 for 1 all nite long for beer &amp; wine... Even weekends !!! Itz a nice chill out place... Their music not too loud so dun have to shout while tokin.... &amp;amp; musics they play dun give you headache when drunk... haha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058474460427707218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjNPuIct41I/AAAAAAAAAIU/W015emN8M68/s320/IMG_0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me with Hubby &amp; his colleagues...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058474941464044386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjNQKIct42I/AAAAAAAAAIc/YLb67QLDkms/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We @ bisous...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058475229226853234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjNQa4ct43I/AAAAAAAAAIk/TFp17MDdMzg/s320/IMG_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Hez juz so cute... keke~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058475568529269634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjNQuoct44I/AAAAAAAAAIs/LsX-iCDygXA/s320/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I love Heineken&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058476238544167826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjNRVoct45I/AAAAAAAAAI0/fUULYRoQghM/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I Love Him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-4697913322392674478?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4697913322392674478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/4697913322392674478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/04/bisous-270407.html' title='Bisous 27/04/07'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjNPuIct41I/AAAAAAAAAIU/W015emN8M68/s72-c/IMG_0917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-5187277863275719287</id><published>2007-04-27T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:01:24.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoppppiiiinnngggggg..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;26/04/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooooHooooo...... No skool 2dae... keke~ Went shopping with Ee ting &amp; Shareholder... keke~ Kuku shareholder, we had a hard time finding u leh.... Cant reach you then worie what happen to you sia... Lucky u call back in E end... Shareholder u so pai mia.... ORghhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bought a bikini @ far east Sheer Romance @ $32.90... keke~ Can bring it to my Batam trip this sunday. I dun wan wear my old de le, keke~ So "xi xing nian jiu". Opz !!! keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also bought a bag from Level 1 @ $49.90. Again itz white color... Haha~ I just LOVE white bags... Been finding for a bag big enough to dump all my stuff in &amp;amp; also can bring to skool mar... keke~ Shareholder said E bag was so beachy type... But I dun care... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then meet shareholder @ PS to buy some material for some handicraft that I planning to do... Total material cost me $43.11 Nt going to reveal too much... Itz going to be a surprise for my ginger bread man... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home, got a surprise for me too from my darling mei mei... She too went shopping &amp; bought a pinky ring for me... keke~ Thanks ger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm So being Loved !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057950568906875634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjFzPoct4vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3EIfozBDP8M/s320/Shopping+goods+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057950878144520962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjFzhoct4wI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wzjmWdwGsVQ/s320/Shopping+goods+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057951114367722258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjFzvYct4xI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Z7YFz8iSk-4/s320/Shopping+goods+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057951337706021666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjFz8Yct4yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2mhm8diZALQ/s320/Shopping+goods+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057951694188307250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjF0RIct4zI/AAAAAAAAAIE/be_NlXHOOQc/s320/Shopping+goods+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I look weird in this pic... But heck care la... Notice me with pinky ring from my sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Thanks Ee ting, Shareholder for pei me go shopping... keke~ &amp; Mei mei too for the pinky ring...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total Damage of the day: $125.91 !!! O.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-5187277863275719287?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5187277863275719287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5187277863275719287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/04/shoppppiiiinnngggggg.html' title='Shoppppiiiinnngggggg..........'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RjFzPoct4vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3EIfozBDP8M/s72-c/Shopping+goods+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7519258543454927697</id><published>2007-04-25T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T11:07:22.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Tarot Card Are You ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really &amp;quot;Satan&amp;quot; at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7519258543454927697?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7519258543454927697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7519258543454927697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-tarot-card-are-you.html' title='What Tarot Card Are You ?'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-481187275696329459</id><published>2007-04-20T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:48:33.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tommy Hilfiger True Star Gold</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy today... Good mood ya... keke~ Cozzzz..... NO SKOOL !!! woooohooooo.............&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hubby agree to go Batam View Resort wif me &amp;amp; Ee Ting couple loh... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mood, open new bottle of perfume... keke~ tatz gift from my darling sister... keke~ Juz Love E smell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055444338166946690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RiiL1zYzW4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B1n3K13hdnE/s320/23rd+B%27thday+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-481187275696329459?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/481187275696329459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/481187275696329459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/04/tommy-hilfiger-true-star-gold.html' title='Tommy Hilfiger True Star Gold'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RiiL1zYzW4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B1n3K13hdnE/s72-c/23rd+B%27thday+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-5046205854040005936</id><published>2007-04-17T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T16:30:58.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that I wan...</title><content type='html'>When you are still young, very young... Whatever things that you want your parents will sure give you, trying their best to give you to make you happy. When I'm young, I am given things that I ask for. Growing up in a pampered &amp; full of dote enviroment. Got me kinda spoilt. Which I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, I realise that there are some situation when we can't get what we want. Cannot do what we want to do. Cannot go where we want to go. Due to some constrain. Hai~ The feeling is so damm damm bad. Spoilting mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I'm also trying to tell myself to learn to let things go. Cant alwyz force way through de. But the feeling is so bad... Super bad... Baddddddd.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ! I hate it when i want something but i cant get it !!! I realie want to &amp; dieing to get out of singapore... Y cant I ??? HATE IT !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-5046205854040005936?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5046205854040005936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/5046205854040005936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-that-i-wan.html' title='Things that I wan...'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7611055516793516462</id><published>2007-04-17T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:38:05.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic life &amp; Batamview resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been checking out for resorts to get out of Singapore for a short trip. So tired of the hectic life here. Skool starts making me more stress &amp; busy. Bridging course realie sux. Time table was so pack lor. Have classes on tue, wed, fri &amp;amp; sat !!!!! MY TIME TABLE REALIE SUX BIG TIME !!! After work still need to go skool. Spoilting my fav fri &amp; sat....... I HATE IT !!! But no choice, this path is choosed by myself de... so will have to bear with it. Get through this bridging course for 2 mth, after exam &amp;amp; hopefully can pass it den can proceed to my degree alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I will choose to continue my studies. Also dun noe whether I can get it through anot. *So sad* Hate E lost feeling. Knowing that I'm not that study type, yet I still choose this path... I really need alot encouragement &amp; support to keep me guai guai study... Hey any1 reading my blog dun forget to give me encouragement ya... My time table sux causing me oly haf 3 dayz of "free time" in a week. Cannot go drink on wkdaez... WORST !!! My fridae nite oso dio burn. I HATE IT !!! Actually skool after work I still can take it, but E worst tat I cant accept is my FRIDAY &amp;amp; SATURDAY !!! The time table spoilt my precious wkends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday used to be my top fav, but nwz I changed. Thursday iz my FAV NOW !!! coz NO skool... haha~ I LOVE THURSDAY !!! keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life bcome so pack &amp; stressful... I REALIE NEED A BREAK... ANY1 can get me out of SINGAPORE for few dayz ??? A colleague just came back frm batam resort which she claims to be relax &amp;amp; cheap... Y choose batam ??? coz itz cheap la... haha~ U noe for a 3D2N resort in bintan iz ard $300+ to $400, but in batam it costs $170.50 (without spa) and $270.50 for package with 3hours spa... Dun wanna spend so much tiz time coz haf to save up for end of year taiwan trip. Anyway batam oso nt bad la... But keep a look out for ur guys if goin batam to prevent them from "kio kway" (prostitute). haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip planning in process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054427067245942914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RiTuo15QWII/AAAAAAAAAHE/8GhGf_gjKzw/s320/Main-Top-Logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054426758008297586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RiTuW15QWHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1TmLKHfP3lY/s320/Resort-Hero1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054427342123849874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RiTu415QWJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Cfr-Fx6wquY/s320/Fac-Spa-Hero2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spa &amp; massage treatment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054437156124121250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RiT30F5QWKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MO7D-vPxdeg/s320/Rates-Hero1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: I"M DIEING TO GET OUT OF SINGAPORE.... GET ME OUT... PLZzzzzz.... keke~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7611055516793516462?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7611055516793516462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7611055516793516462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/04/hectic-life-batamview-resort.html' title='Hectic life &amp; Batamview resort'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RiTuo15QWII/AAAAAAAAAHE/8GhGf_gjKzw/s72-c/Main-Top-Logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-1570075955511819060</id><published>2007-03-30T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:57:17.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizz...zzzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fun Flirt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/fun-flirt.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You just can't help yourself... you flirt with everyone you know.Guys, girls, crushes, and friends. They're all victims to your charm.You're into silly innuendos, sexy jokes, and playful touches.You are a huge flirt, yet you never make anyone (too) uncomfortable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Flirt Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 48% Spoiled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouspoiledquiz/spoiled-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little spoiled, but you're not spoiled rotten.&lt;br /&gt;You love to be showered with gifts and affection, but you're good at keeping your demands to a minimum!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouspoiledquiz/"&gt;Are You Spoiled?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pretty Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/happy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You generally have a happy, fulfilling life. But things could be a little better, and deep down, you know it.Maybe you need more supportive friends or a more challenging career.Something is preventing you from being totally happy. You just need to figure out what it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;How'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Happy Are You, Really?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Martini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/chocolate-martini.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an elegant drunk, who only likes the best bars and the most expensive drinks.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a cheapskate, you're likely to mooch ten dollar drinks off both friends and strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should never: Drink and dash. You're gonna get caught leaving someone with the tab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal party: A posh celebrity party you crash, with an open bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking soulmates: those with a Classic Martini personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking rivals: those with a Blueberry Martini personality&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Martini Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Mexican Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/mexican-food.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spicy yet dependable. &lt;br /&gt;You pull punches, but people still love you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-1570075955511819060?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1570075955511819060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/1570075955511819060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/03/quizzzzzz.html' title='Quizz...zzzz...'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7808245990801040355</id><published>2007-03-05T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:09:38.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK the BITCHES !!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WHAT !!! Money BIG fuck ah !!! You think money can solve all the problems meh ??? Please la !!! I know that you are rich, but so what !!! Just because you have more money then most people then you think you have the right to letz your BITCHES to spoilt and dirty other peoples' things meh ??? WAKE UP LA YOU MONEYSTER !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz not everything can be replaced with money de lor... You think that your money can replace my thoughts for my hubby meh ??? You think your money can replace my love and sacrifices for my hubby meh ??? Please la, if you are so damm rich, please send your 2 bitches for training la... Itz never ending that they will continue to spoilt things. Since you like ur bitches so much, den by all means bring them back to your BIG BIG house la, where you claim to need dogs for security. BRING THEM home la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mother &amp; son INHUMAN !!! Bringing so much inconvinence to others. Please open up your eyes &amp;amp; see clearly which is your son &amp; which is the dog !!! You Dog grandma !!! I know that I'm being very rude for saying all these. In the past, I can just ignore the 2 BITCHES, E INHUMAN son &amp;amp; mother. But now that the 2 BITCHES spoilt our things &amp; dirtied them, I really can't control my temper already. Please la, for heaven sake.... Wake UP !!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that you are actually hurting your own son &amp;amp; bringing inconvinence to others with the 2 bitches ??? Causing your son to feel so inhuman too... Or would you rather to have a dog as a son or grandson ??? Please la, you dog grandma... Where is your love for your son ??? Or you need a psychiatrist ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hubby i know that i'm being very rude, but please forgive me... I really cant tolerate with them anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7808245990801040355?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7808245990801040355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7808245990801040355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuck-bitches.html' title='FUCK the BITCHES !!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-2919535760717551694</id><published>2007-02-21T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:49:59.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things just keep changing</title><content type='html'>Things just keeps changing. On 14Feb Valentine day, I'm so damm damm super super happy coz receive a bouquet of roses from my hubby sent to my office early morning. As for me, I bought an I-Pod Nano for him. Really never expect him to be buying me flowers coz itz kinda not practical to be buying flowers on Valentine day as they will be selling at bombs. The most unexpectable thing is that I oso never expect him to find out what is my office address. After work we just have a simple dinner @ Marina Sakae Sushi. Never wanted to have candlelight dinner as really kinda sick of those steaks, soup... So decided to have just ramen &amp; sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033669504011973826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rdsvvo9ZtMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uHImbil0jLY/s320/2007+V+day+%26+6th+anniversary+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;When i just received E bouquet in office&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033670354415498450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RdswhI9ZtNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yRB4JHnkBBw/s320/2007+V+day+%26+6th+anniversary+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;@ Sakae Sushi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033671355142878434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RdsxbY9ZtOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hLE6eLpJ9ao/s320/2007+V+day+%26+6th+anniversary+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My gift &amp; card for him &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033672746712282354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RdsysY9ZtPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YcB3h5yTPdE/s320/2007+V+day+%26+6th+anniversary+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I-Pod Nano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day 15Feb was Fenny jie last day of work. I was so sad... So sad, but have to hide it &amp; control my tears coz dun wanna make fenny jie sad &amp;amp; cry too. But till E end, before she leave, I really cannot control my tears anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033674310080378114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rds0HY9ZtQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oX-dGKRHEqI/s320/Fenny+last+day+work+150207+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Us with &amp; gift for Fenny jie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today 20Feb, I realise something I just cannot accept. He told me he do not need to tell me every thing that he do. As long as he feels that it does not concerns me or feels that the issue will cause unhappiness between us. But I thought couples should be trueful to each other ??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He has changed. Used to tell me everything, but now, he can tell me that the matter does not concerns me &amp; he feel that there is never a need to let me know about it. Its really sad... Very very sad... Just so lost, doesn't know what to do but just quarrel with him why would he say such a thing. Although in E end he promise to tell me everything already, but still do not know whether to accept it anot. Coz already done a big big mistake in the beginning by keep forcing him doing thingz according to my way. Now that realise that it caused so much unhappiness in both of us, so does not want to force him to promise me to change anything already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now that he say he promise to change, I also does not know whether to accept it anot. But just keep avoiding... Avoiding his calls, avoiding his sms,... It really hurts. So tired that I wanted to give up on this relationship, coz everything is in a mess already, but also cant bear to let it go coz scared that I will regret. Selfishness in me... Can only avoid &amp;amp; avoid till I have clear my thoughts. But I doubt I will...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-2919535760717551694?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2919535760717551694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/2919535760717551694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-just-keep-changing.html' title='Things just keep changing'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/Rdsvvo9ZtMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uHImbil0jLY/s72-c/2007+V+day+%26+6th+anniversary+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7019951336860166934</id><published>2007-02-02T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:14:54.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;28Jan 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fenny jie will be leaving our company and S'pore going back to Ipoh le... 15Feb will be her last day of work in S'pore... So sad.... Very very sad... She is my da jie jie in deloitte... Always take care of me, this careless &amp; ignorant brat... Alwayz get into trouble in office, she will be there to advice &amp;amp; remind me of what should do &amp; what should not do. As you noe that in office there tend to be politics, there she is advicing me. To prevent me get into unnecessary trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After Fenny jie leave, I will have to be very very careful le... No one will be there reminding me already. I realie dun wan her to leave... But sooner or later she will also have to go back Ipoh de... Shez someone very caring, thoughtful, &amp;amp; matured. There will be no one i can talk to if faced with problems especially in office le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you are working in office or have work in office before, you will noe that not all people in ur office can confine to... Fenny jie is one trustworthy friend... Who you can trust all ur problems to her &amp; she will be most willing to advice and help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fenny jie, Ee Ting, Shareholder &amp;amp; Me went Sentosa on this day as a memory and also to take lotz lotz pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKlXeq32vI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rKouBDwIZfI/s1600-h/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026761956887354098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKlXeq32vI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rKouBDwIZfI/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bought the ticket for Sentosa Express $3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026765440105831186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKoiOq32xI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ToW3oMek-LY/s320/Edited+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp; Fenny jie... Ee Ting &amp;amp; Shareholder... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026772552571673378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKvAOq32yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LcIh1kgT9uM/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Merlion that NG so many timez... Den still nt satified with E pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We took 5 picz with E Merlion den just accept tiz ba... Coz itz E best already... E rest either no Merlion head or our hair messy (wind blow)... So just accept tiz ba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026774609861008178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKw3-q32zI/AAAAAAAAAA4/LCu4QECkv8E/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Spore Trademark.... The Merlion !!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026775679307864898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKx2Oq320I/AAAAAAAAABA/hUWJSQA55OY/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;UnderWater World&lt;br /&gt;Bought the ticket... Ermmm.... tink is $19.50 each...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026776890488642386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKy8uq321I/AAAAAAAAABI/Iufsi9oztyc/s320/Edited+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026777758072036194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKzvOq322I/AAAAAAAAABQ/mERu-H5A1vY/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; StarFish !!! Credit goes to Fenny jie... keke~ (Reason behind it, only 4 of us noe) haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026799250088385426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLHSOq325I/AAAAAAAAACM/h0CP5MZxg8Q/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Starfish in my hand... keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026778823223925618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcK0tOq323I/AAAAAAAAABY/sSiNXUI4ors/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026798687447669634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLGxeq324I/AAAAAAAAACE/rAZqpuV1Ylg/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026800177801321378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLIIOq326I/AAAAAAAAACU/i-v0pn8boCw/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dragon Trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026803317422414770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLK--q327I/AAAAAAAAACc/g-Ic0506vuE/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The snake hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026815218776792002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLVzuq328I/AAAAAAAAACk/sxn91woyOu4/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me with Fenny jie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026816013345741778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLWh-q329I/AAAAAAAAACs/s0EaMXZBZs4/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp; Shareholder Patricia... Look !!! whoz peeking behind ?? Tan Ee Ting!!! haha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026816885224102882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLXUuq32-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9LZSUJNho7A/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Patricia, Fenny, Priscilla &amp; Ee ting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026819157261802482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLZY-q32_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/SFPZ73FI04k/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+050(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026820364147612674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLafOq33AI/AAAAAAAAADE/YtFPo93_fzY/s320/Edited+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026820810824211474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLa5Oq33BI/AAAAAAAAADM/e3_0hVx77Vs/s320/Edited+(%EF%BC%94).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Crabby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026821622573030434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLboeq33CI/AAAAAAAAADU/dmkamc0m3EM/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026822249638255666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLcM-q33DI/AAAAAAAAADc/LXM9eb9xpfo/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026822855228644418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLcwOq33EI/AAAAAAAAADk/hfcwOxsucTU/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pink Dolphine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026824989827390562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLeseq33GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2zaQdT9C9r0/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whahahaha !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026825904655424626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcLfhuq33HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nbBd8NTTpJY/s320/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Air Brush... keke~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message to Fenny jie:&lt;/strong&gt; Fenny jie, Itz realie sad that you are leaving Deloitte already &amp; worst still to be leaving S'pore. I'll be missing you so much. Wanna thanks you for all your care in Deloitte. Realie can't imagine dayz without you in office to joke &amp;amp; confine to... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope E day @ Sentosa leave you a memoriable day in Spore... &amp;amp; most importantly is dun forget us these frenz ya... We will be missing you lotz.... Especially MEEeeeee !!! keke~ Hope to catch you on msn everydae... haha~ den @ least can chat with you... If realie can't see me on msn can write me email to update each other... k ??? Have off day come Spore with your boyfriend, den we can go out together ya... Must come back visit us leh... If can i oso hope to go Ipoh find you, den you bring me around... keke~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MISS YA !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7019951336860166934?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7019951336860166934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7019951336860166934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/02/sentosa-trip.html' title='Sentosa Trip'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKlXeq32vI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rKouBDwIZfI/s72-c/Sentosa+Trip(280107)+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-6290149322382636657</id><published>2007-02-02T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:39:56.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE 'Perfect 3' World Tour 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;27Jan 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKhN-q32uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p5WVJcs33zw/s1600-h/SHE+Perfect+3+world+tour+270107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026757395632085730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKhN-q32uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p5WVJcs33zw/s320/SHE+Perfect+3+world+tour+270107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SURPRISE from my hubby... A pair of SHE tickets on 27/01/2007.&lt;br /&gt;WooooHooooo.... keke~ Fei Lun Hai so 'Suai' !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boyfriend who seldom give his girlfriend surprise suddenly appear with a big surprise with a pair of SHE concert ticket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks alot hubby &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; I realie enjoy the whole concert only that the concert last from around 8.30pm-11.30pm including enchor.... 3 hours of 'bie niao', coz not willing to miss out on the performance for going toilet... After enchor, immediately rush to the toilet.... whahahaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stubborn bad temper spoilt brat ger was just so lucky to have this boyfriend to keep giving in to her and giving her surprises despite that she is nt willing to change to be a better &amp;amp; good temper girlfriend. LUCKY GER U !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-6290149322382636657?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6290149322382636657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/6290149322382636657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/02/she-perfect-3-world-tour-2007.html' title='SHE &apos;Perfect 3&apos; World Tour 2007'/><author><name>bell846</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/_LUtkDL6qFF0/RcKhN-q32uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p5WVJcs33zw/s72-c/SHE+Perfect+3+world+tour+270107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-7235578302980937923</id><published>2007-01-16T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:10:00.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubborness of me...</title><content type='html'>Have you seen anyone as stubborn as me. Knowing that you will have to change your attitude to keep a relationship going on yet not willing to change. I hate to change. Changing character is so difficult and it seemz like very fakey. After change, I will be another person already ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing ones character not only will helps to improve relationship but also can be a better person. But why I just don't want to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you have already done your part by keep giving in &amp; learning to be thoughtful. Used 5 years to change into the almost perfect partner, except for the guys nature (not thoughtful enough). I should not be asking for anything more. Now that is should be my turn to change, yet I'm not willing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of thing that we know what we should do &amp;amp; should not do. But maybe the rebellious nature in us that caused us to do otherwise. Knowing the term "there is a limit to everyones patient", yet still trying my luck to push you further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep saying that I have already changed alittle, but have I ? Or I just convert the bad temper to other form of attitude to be shown ? Changing a little bit may be just an excuse to make herself feel better after all that he has done for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep waiting for her to change, keep waiting for her to give in. Till one day he told her that it is already his maximum for his tolerrant. Starts to feel guilty and seems like letting down on him, just can't continue to keep accepting his kindness &amp;amp; love anymore. Although he tries to make her feel better by making everything back to normal, but also cannot stops her to think that she don't deserve all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain blocked... Can't think of solutions other than changing, she even have the thoughts of being seperated for the mean time. Also not willing to let go. Such a selfish person she is. She has never make any sacrifices for him despite how well he treats her. Very much want to tell him to stop treating her that nice, but her selfishness just stops her from saying it. Continuing to be the receiving party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guiltyness have caused her to be unhappy and yet he can still put the blame on himself, blaming his bad mood on that day for saying thingz that have hurt her. Causing her to feel even guilty and unappreciative person she is.&lt;br /&gt;She just don't deserve his love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-7235578302980937923?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7235578302980937923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/7235578302980937923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/01/stubborness-of-me.html' title='Stubborness of me...'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-280125712626444315</id><published>2007-01-16T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T15:46:11.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is said there are Angels</title><content type='html'>It is said there are Angels&lt;br /&gt;In Heaven above&lt;br /&gt;And they shine with the light&lt;br /&gt;Of an inner love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of these things&lt;br /&gt;I had not a clue&lt;br /&gt;But that was&lt;br /&gt;Before I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For in you I've found&lt;br /&gt;A love that is so right&lt;br /&gt;It shines all around&lt;br /&gt;With the brightest of light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes from somewhere&lt;br /&gt;So deep within&lt;br /&gt;That it has no beginning&lt;br /&gt;And knows no end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is a light&lt;br /&gt;That brightens each day&lt;br /&gt;Of all of the people&lt;br /&gt;You see on your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;Or whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;All see the love&lt;br /&gt;That you have inside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That God sent you here&lt;br /&gt;To a place where you'd be&lt;br /&gt;Sharing such love&lt;br /&gt;With someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is proof for me&lt;br /&gt;That angels exist&lt;br /&gt;And are filled with a love&lt;br /&gt;That no one could resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God each day&lt;br /&gt;For finding the time&lt;br /&gt;For looking down on me&lt;br /&gt;And making you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes there are Angels&lt;br /&gt;In heaven above&lt;br /&gt;I know because God&lt;br /&gt;Sent me one to love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-280125712626444315?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/280125712626444315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/280125712626444315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-is-said-there-are-angels.html' title='It is said there are Angels'/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115613109443632179</id><published>2006-08-21T11:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:31:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/IMG_0114%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/IMG_0114%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited by jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115613109443632179?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613109443632179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613109443632179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/08/edited-by-jennyposted-by-p_115613109443632179.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115613106066094843</id><published>2006-08-21T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:31:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/IMG_0125%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/IMG_0125%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited by jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115613106066094843?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613106066094843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613106066094843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/08/edited-by-jennyposted-by-p_115613106066094843.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115613100158505237</id><published>2006-08-21T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:30:01.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/IMG_0109%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/IMG_0109%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited by jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115613100158505237?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613100158505237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613100158505237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/08/edited-by-jennyposted-by-p_115613100158505237.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115613095985281346</id><published>2006-08-21T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:29:19.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/Ah%20Pris%7E%28004%29%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/Ah%20Pris%7E%28004%29%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited by jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115613095985281346?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613095985281346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613095985281346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/08/edited-by-jennyposted-by-picasa_21.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115613087821936871</id><published>2006-08-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:27:58.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/PHOT0025.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/PHOT0025.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited by jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115613087821936871?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613087821936871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115613087821936871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/08/edited-by-jennyposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115249936637087434</id><published>2006-07-10T10:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:42:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/IMG_0124.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/IMG_0124.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115249936637087434?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115249936637087434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115249936637087434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/07/3posted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115249933916839755</id><published>2006-07-10T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:42:19.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/IMG_0123.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/IMG_0123.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by E beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115249933916839755?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115249933916839755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115249933916839755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/07/by-e-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115249928327597954</id><published>2006-07-10T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:41:23.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/IMG_0118.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/320/IMG_0118.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beach hut 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7460823-115249928327597954?l=bell846.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115249928327597954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7460823/posts/default/115249928327597954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bell846.blogspot.com/2006/07/beach-hut-2posted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>bell846</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7460823.post-115249922703926310</id><published>2006-07-10T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:40:27.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/181/4199/640/IMG_0116.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #FFFFFF; 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