<?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-8512335035501116875</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:14:07.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lady Next Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-2990551905435842236</id><published>2010-01-23T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:46:58.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugis</title><content type='html'>Mood: Song-dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went Bugis shopping with my sisters, cousins, Wendy and Cindy. Think I haven't bought enough because I didn't really look through each store. You know, I'm those who could go in to each and every store to hunt for anything that's worth the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped through Bugis Junction before deciding to pop by Bugis Village. Before village, we went Iluma to settle our dinner at the Japanese restaurant, but I forgot the name though, LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, tell you, hunting at Bugis Village is the best thing I could do ever. I can stay there for up to hours and when my clique couldn't take it, I would still insist on finishing the few stores before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Bugis Junction after few hours at village, popped in to "Stage" and I spent nearly $400 there lah! (cries) But, worth it lah, at least I love the products (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, think that's all, I would update again when I feel like it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-2990551905435842236?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2990551905435842236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=2990551905435842236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2990551905435842236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2990551905435842236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2010/01/bugis.html' title='Bugis'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-8510363753374618102</id><published>2009-10-03T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:34:44.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mid-Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, am back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time didn't post cos' of busy schedule .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , BTW .&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I've just finished doing my Snow Skin Mooncake yesterday . Results were terrific, damn happy . Hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Wendy and group later , heading to Chinese Garden .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would upload the mooncake peek-tures later (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-8510363753374618102?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8510363753374618102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=8510363753374618102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8510363753374618102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8510363753374618102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Happy Mid-Autumn Festival'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-2272836853636896215</id><published>2009-04-03T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:16:43.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dedicated post.</title><content type='html'>I am really really so pissed off right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what wrong did I do, don't know what went wrong. She vented her anger on me as if I am the one in the wrong! WTH -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I DID NOT ASK HER TO COME MY HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it is seriously normal for friends to visit friends -.-&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND IF YOU REALLY TREASURE OUR FRIENDSHIP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hadn't been that angry before, hasn't been this angry with someone for a long time. I really can't understand why is it that she coming to my house can make you so angry with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that this friendship is not even worth anything, I don't see the need to grab hold of it tightly anymore. I used to think that we would be the best of friends for life, but now I am starting to question myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The every little detail you told me, I try to take note, because I treasure you as a friend and treasure this friendship. Even at times when you're angry, I try to make your mood slightly better by doing stupid things. Even though when I feel awkward sometimes, I try to accommodate to your requests because I treasure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, I might just be that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"another-friend"&lt;/span&gt;, but to me, you are the friend that I can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pour my sorrows, share my laughter with and going through any thick and thin we both are facing with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post might just be ending our friendship, but whatever I am thinking, I've jotted it down here just for you to see. I treasured our friendship and has really done more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for once being my friend, and the memories that stays, can't be replaced with anything (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-2272836853636896215?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2272836853636896215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=2272836853636896215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2272836853636896215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2272836853636896215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2009/04/dedicated-post.html' title='The dedicated post.'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-2262933575834501788</id><published>2009-02-14T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:50:05.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day should be a relatively happy day for me and Hubby, but instead, the happening incidents really screwed up our celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually kinda unlucky that so many events happening on that day, it's just so sick can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Cousin got seriously walloped by aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really luhhs, her mouth can't stop blabbering, even I cannot stand her, how can her mum? LOLS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam, learn to zip up at times, see the surroundings and the people involved, not at all times you're allowed to shoot off your mouth (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If their fight is being shot into a movie, the tickets would be sold out in no time, not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Hubby's dad creating trouble for the granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aged at 50 years old, he seriously can't get any mature thinkings. Really screwed up everyone's life. (Including mine, can)&lt;br /&gt;I pity Hubby, pity Hubby's brothers and Hubby's granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Cousin got choked by fish bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spent $50 to get the god-damn fish bone out, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehs fish bone, you lonely huhs,&lt;/span&gt; you need cousin's body system to accompany you is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it's not a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLACK FRIDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I'm just saying, you don't have to tell me, you know?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where got mood to celebrate Valentine's Day?! In the end, we settled down at Long John Silver's and ordered the best food there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner and shopping, we headed home and reached home about 9plus. When opening the gate, I saw a man standing there, with black shadows &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yeah, whose shadow ain't black?)&lt;/span&gt;, he scared me can! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LUCKY HE GOT SHADOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if not.... OMFG, I wouldn't dare to think much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into my house and saw the whole pitch of darkness. Dad and Mum, together with sisters and the maid went Pasir Ris for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;We went in, trying to locate Doggie, but she's missing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn dog&lt;/span&gt;, I knew you couldn't resist the temptation of the barbecued food. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I knew it, I knew it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us did our own things. Hubby gamed the PS3 for the whole night long and I was online, advertising the blogshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time, I started to get bored. So I went to get some jelly powder and starting making JELLIES! I was halfway through when I saw something moving, something &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;brown, &lt;/span&gt;something with feelers, something that feels like... its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COCKROACH-ES !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COCKROACH can, it's COCKROACHES!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(note the ES.)&lt;/span&gt; You just can't imagine how many there were. I didn't switch on the light and was washing by the basin when the retard is just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beside my leg&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I didn't know till I switch on the light.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted loudly for Hubby and he rushed out looking shock, not knowing what had happened. Taking a slipper, Hubby tried to crush the retard to death, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; IT RAN AWAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ya, you have got strong legs right, trying to run for the Olympics right, don't let me catch you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd cut away all of them!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, something really cruel to say. After Hubby went back into the room for PS3, I saw something just between the sliding door and the door frame, and it's again... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;COCKROACH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This time I'm brave, I hurriedly closed the sliding door and crushed the retard to death. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I don't have to give him any notice right?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRAVE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, then back to the jelly making again, I shouted for Hubby's help so we both were actually making jelly with longans and cocktail (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hubby stirred the jelly mixture while I poured it onto the fruits.&lt;/span&gt; Tell you a secret.. I made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green ones, with green apple flavor &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purple ones, with grape flavor.&lt;/span&gt; I'm so smart right?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'm just comforting myself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Dad and rest came back with the fat dog. She must have enjoyed herself chewing bones and swallowing meat! Though it's the fact that she choses Hubby over me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I still love her&lt;/span&gt;, as ever (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-2262933575834501788?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2262933575834501788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=2262933575834501788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2262933575834501788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2262933575834501788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-8662643763672424</id><published>2009-02-13T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:58:08.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHISHA Addict.</title><content type='html'>I realized I'm so in to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;claying &lt;/span&gt;nowadays, I want to attend the polymer clay lesson, someone, just accompany me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chisha-ing&lt;/span&gt; with&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chuts(without Ken), Cindy and Winnie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm tired to blog, let pictures do the talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE ARE CHISHA-ING, NOT SMOKING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get the meanings right, chishaa is chishaa, smoking is smoking. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIFFERENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SaTPGU0aw6I/AAAAAAAAATE/3ekftwvkMRw/s1600-h/Chishaa+Addict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SaTPGU0aw6I/AAAAAAAAATE/3ekftwvkMRw/s320/Chishaa+Addict.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306593968524018594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SaTPGU_rwDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yxFqJCmV6H0/s1600-h/Chishaa+Hooked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SaTPGU_rwDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yxFqJCmV6H0/s320/Chishaa+Hooked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306593968571269170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SaTPGVH4wKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cx5Pdmurgwk/s1600-h/2+Cins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SaTPGVH4wKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cx5Pdmurgwk/s320/2+Cins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306593968605675682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually more pictures, but lazy me.. Sorry! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-8662643763672424?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8662643763672424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=8662643763672424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8662643763672424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8662643763672424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2009/02/chisha-addict.html' title='CHISHA Addict.'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SaTPGU0aw6I/AAAAAAAAATE/3ekftwvkMRw/s72-c/Chishaa+Addict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-396333838578384887</id><published>2009-01-01T14:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:07:01.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO Y' ALL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bye-bye 2008,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello 2009 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year has past and all have grown, looking back at the past, I cried bitterly in my heart. Everything goes so fast, and everyone changed so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can still remember vividly how granny used to bring me to my schoolbus downstairs with my eyes shut tight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Unbelievable (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289196555826725506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SWcAPoFFgoI/AAAAAAAAASE/xMKiBIL0Otc/s320/Image519.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I still recall how me and cousins wreaked Granny's house and when everyone named us "The 3 Musketeers", still recall how Granny doted on us and how we cheated of her keys to head downstairs for the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; Rebellious (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I still can't forget how I got to know the primary school friends and gathered together to play the "deity" game.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Childish (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I would never forget how fun secondary school life was and how enjoyable it is after school daily.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Havocs (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will not erase the memories I've had during the ITE school life and how I got to know those close friends of mine and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289197990910183090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SWcBjKLpRrI/AAAAAAAAASU/N9XL6zOtpkI/s320/1_652442153l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;How this one friend who had disliked me became the bestest friend I've had through this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289201774601009746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SWcE_Zh1elI/AAAAAAAAASs/2k08rkwx3Ug/s320/Bao%27s+Bdae+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Never would I forget the "Little Fingers" and how they pulled me through every hardest times possible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Unforgettable (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would keep in my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;every single bit of time spent with them, though we have all grown up and have got our own lives to live, I believe we'd one day gather together and laugh at the pasts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few things that are strongly held deep down in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289196552083890738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SWcAPaIuYjI/AAAAAAAAAR8/9lNdrALCLj0/s320/17102008720.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My family, no matter how stuck up I am, no matter how bad tempered I'd be, they're always there, always with me. I thank god for giving me a complete family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Grateful (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289197050058177090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SWcAsZPC-kI/AAAAAAAAASM/Fhe8Gtxo8N0/s320/ms%27REBEL922+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My hubby, although we've been together for only 4 years, the memories we've had, can never be replaced. Through thick and thin, we have promised to stay by each other, for life (: I know without you there are many things I can't accomplish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need you to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kiss me goodnight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need you to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cover my blanket tight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need you to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;stand by me when I'm alone,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need you to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;reach the top when I'm on my own,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I know I can &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;depend on you because you are my only strength.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to be Dependant, &lt;em&gt;on you&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dedications to the loved ones&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the cousins:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You guys rock my life and our cousin-ship would never be broken (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To The Lil' Fingers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; You guys are the precious ones I would never want to live without (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289200819233968322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SWcEHyglUMI/AAAAAAAAASk/Amae1JiYMHs/s320/HALLOWEEN+%40+Night+Safari+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To The Chut Chut Family:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; EXY, please behave yourself, DOTE ON WENDY. Well, you guys are as well, the precious I've had in my life. The best friends belonged (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To The Family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Mum, Dad, you are the precious gift god sent me and now I would like to thank you both for the contributions you've made in me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To The Hubby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; You have tolerated all temper of mine and though you don't know how to express the romance, you have indeed showered me with your care and tenderness. You know you can lean on me when you're tired (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To The Granny:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You know you are someone I adore and someone I love dearly, your selfless love spread among us and bringing to higher extends, granny, I love you (:&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/8512335035501116875-396333838578384887?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/396333838578384887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=396333838578384887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/396333838578384887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/396333838578384887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR !'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SWcAPoFFgoI/AAAAAAAAASE/xMKiBIL0Otc/s72-c/Image519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7397208020224287217</id><published>2008-12-28T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:01:31.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday! To: Estelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, woke up feeling really weak cos' yesterday night was fighting violently with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fever Monster&lt;/span&gt;, he burnt me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;, Cuz, sister and Diyah saved me -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, last night, the fever was really too tough for me to handle. I was feeling cold all over even after wearing my jacket and switching off the air-con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept till about &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;dunno-what-time&lt;/span&gt;, I suddenly woke up to find that the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fever Monster&lt;/span&gt; is burning my body, feel so hot, really hot. What I could only recall is, I ate panadol, twice but do not know who gave it to me. Well, was really too sick to open my eyes and see. Could only remember &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; holding my hand and covering my blanket telling me to let the sweat out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning feeling real weak, then went out with family to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estelle's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1st Birthday Party (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Winnie&lt;/span&gt; and passed her the I/C and the fishes. Chatted awhile and we both left (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Estelle's&lt;/span&gt; house and chatted with Aunt, firstly wanted to head back home badly cos' wasn't feeling that well. But when I went in to Aunt's room, and saw her &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sundress,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OMG! I got so in love with it! Then we continued chatting about several online shopping websites and she introduced me one that have got so many sundresses. Thanks Aunt, I love it! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahs, if you talk to me about shopping, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I get very interested and any illness will be fought away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by my interest, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 8plus and slept all the way till 12plus. Now blogging, later sleeping again, working tmr, tired ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="27" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/68/68547cwg98wmzcn.gif" width="293" 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/8512335035501116875-7397208020224287217?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7397208020224287217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7397208020224287217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7397208020224287217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7397208020224287217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-estelle.html' title='Happy Birthday! To: Estelle'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-6938342016915693327</id><published>2008-12-27T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:02:51.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurong Point!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shucks, I'm&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; feeling so sick now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The feverish symptoms seems to be here with me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just back from Jurong Point. Went there with Cuz today to find&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Hubby&lt;/span&gt; after work, then went to the new Jurong Point. OMG! Damn frigging hot can, the air-con's spoilt today, so suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to shop around and I'm damn excited cos' there's&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Artbox and Adidas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Now I don't have to keep going Ang Mo Kio just for Artbox. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went in to Artbox to get myself a diary and guess who I saw? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daryl and his Mum, my aunt,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;small world, small Singapore (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke awhile and went looking for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby.&lt;/span&gt; When Sam's Mum and Dad reached, we went looking for them then went up to &lt;em&gt;Kopitiam &lt;/em&gt;to have our meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Dad came and we headed to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;FairPrice Xtra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for some &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;groceries &lt;/span&gt;shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 11plus and I'm feeling a lil' sick right now. Guess the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fever monster&lt;/span&gt; is really coming, I have to go fight with him, till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd blog tmr. Ciaos~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/153/153625nqc2f58k5n.gif" width="429" 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/8512335035501116875-6938342016915693327?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/6938342016915693327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=6938342016915693327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6938342016915693327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6938342016915693327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/jurong-point.html' title='Jurong Point!'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-3309507991279511728</id><published>2008-12-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:58:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Sushi !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woke up early today, at about 1pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Washed up and went out to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lot 1&lt;/span&gt; to get some stuffs for the Sushi making (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284295453409800578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVWWt6yz8YI/AAAAAAAAARk/oV3jppSKLtI/s400/Sushi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get all we wanted at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lot 1&lt;/span&gt; so went to Aunt's House to get some ingredients. Got off the car, on the way up to Aunt's House, saw Jenise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, went back home and slacked awhile before making Sushi. There's something which I got to know only a few days back. So, the "Japanese Rice" we have all been eating in Singapore, is California Rice! Not any Japanese Rice, cos' the government in Japan doesn't allow the traders to export it out, else, they'd be banned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284295453467593378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVWWt7AlyqI/AAAAAAAAARs/Xls2LsWB8UY/s400/Sushi+Seaweed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this trip for cuzs, they brought back Japanese Rice for my Aunt! So, we would be doing Sushi with it! Awwws, excited, excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284295441478310482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVWWtOWH2lI/AAAAAAAAARM/bI8z7ZwYhqA/s400/Japanese+Rice.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, guess the price? It's priced at S$ 33.00 per 5kg !!!!! &lt;em&gt;I can't waste a single grain of it, seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made a few, but &lt;em&gt;we were eating while making&lt;/em&gt;, so left only a little for others to eat. I made &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;crabmeat sushi, tobikko sushi, egg sushi, sashimi sushi, california handroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and few more others (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284295447769191154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVWWtlx_EvI/AAAAAAAAARc/1VkfzRap5Qo/s400/Sashimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After finishing, I got so happy with what I've learnt from Aunt today and I've decided to make it another time for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284295444060278210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVWWtX9tjcI/AAAAAAAAARU/XNWwug5cld4/s400/Japanese+Vinegar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, some unhappy things happened to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;. It made me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;realise how humans can change their thinking and their heart that fast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Made me realise how&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; important money is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and how &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;realistic this world would be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My thoughts for&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being in a broken family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, he has got no hope for our relationship initially. Slowly as years passed by, &lt;strong&gt;I believe he have grown trust in between us&lt;/strong&gt;. The life he have been through, isn't something that could happen to us. Whenever someone talks about our marriage,&lt;em&gt; he frowns, he troubles.&lt;/em&gt; I know what he's thinking, he wants to get married, but what would happen if the example of his parents fall on our marriage? I guess he does want a happy family, after being hurt that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The daily troubles &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;is facing, is just too much for him to handle. At times, I would really want to make him drop all his troubles and have a good sleep. When sleeping, he would start to think back on things that happen recently and previously. It might be due to the recent troubles he faced, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;his memory starts to fail him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; No matter how hard he tries, no one is claiming him to be a &lt;em&gt;good son, good brother, good sister's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;, good friend&lt;/em&gt; etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me, my thoughts are, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;is a&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;, a good &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bf&lt;/span&gt;. He &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;doesn't know sweet talks&lt;/span&gt; neither &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;does he like external romance&lt;/span&gt;. The love he has for me, is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;right down in his heart&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's when I love you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="383" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1137/1137777y026sxv7vi.gif" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-3309507991279511728?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/3309507991279511728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=3309507991279511728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/3309507991279511728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/3309507991279511728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/sushi-sushi.html' title='Sushi Sushi !'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVWWt6yz8YI/AAAAAAAAARk/oV3jppSKLtI/s72-c/Sushi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-4199902659773213538</id><published>2008-12-25T05:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:10:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Clubbing - PLAY</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/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVRKr_FYVuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZKtWi5SCLw8/s1600-h/XMAS+%40+Play+1+Edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283930382341265122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVRKr_FYVuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZKtWi5SCLw8/s400/XMAS+%40+Play+1+Edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back! Clubbed at &lt;a href="http://playclub.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ken, Sexy, and her two friends (Charlotte and her gf)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, supposed to be a Lesbian and Gay pub, but when I went, it so happened to be a Gays' Night. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Christmas with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; and family, &lt;em&gt;BBQ-ing&lt;/em&gt; at home, and feasting away happily. Took some light wine and went out to meet them at 12plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached PLAY at 12plus and queued outside for at least 10-15minutes -.-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283930390906232338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVRKse_bXhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NmoHTIYfj2I/s400/XMAS+%40+Play+2+Edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in, deposited my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-love&lt;/span&gt; with them and went outside by the back door to meet Sexy and friends. Walked a street or so to get some beer at&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 7-eleven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(it's cheaper luhs)&lt;/em&gt; Played &lt;em&gt;5-10&lt;/em&gt; at the road side and decided who to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottoms up and went back in to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt;. I hate the smell there, due to the glitters and foam, it kinda &lt;em&gt;irritate my nasal passages and causes coughs and mouth-covering.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283930396951317378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVRKs1gsC4I/AAAAAAAAARE/owQj23W3TAU/s400/XMAS+%40+Play+1+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at about 4am, where most were being chased out. Went next street, Maxwell to flag a cab. My feet are hurting, are my legs expanding or is it that my heels are contracting? &lt;em&gt;(well, might just be my imagination)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283930394642628914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVRKss6QQTI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/pdyyJTEMB0M/s400/XMAS+%40+Play+4+Edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited quite a while for the cab, reached home at about 430am. Woke Sam up to open the door for me and she was irritated, sorry Sam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bathed, changed and chatted with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for awhile before turning in. &lt;strong&gt;Sorry Hubby, told you I'd be back at 3plus and wanted you to open the door for me but I reached home at 4plus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging now, going for my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;beauty sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in 5minutes time (: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nighties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="38" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1225/1225955ck93m6d6rc.gif" width="140" 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/8512335035501116875-4199902659773213538?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4199902659773213538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=4199902659773213538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4199902659773213538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4199902659773213538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-clubbing-play.html' title='The Christmas Clubbing - PLAY'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SVRKr_FYVuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZKtWi5SCLw8/s72-c/XMAS+%40+Play+1+Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-5092104990134404572</id><published>2008-12-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:05:29.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="450" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1744/1744879fonqrrz7pp.gif" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO MY DEAR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HUBBY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO MY DEAR FAMILY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO MY DEAR FRIENDS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note to Santa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Santa, I know you would be giving me a present before Christmas ends, so I have prepared a pair of&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; PINK&lt;/span&gt; socks for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, one for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;, one for &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, Santa, &lt;em&gt;ain't I thoughtful&lt;/em&gt;? I know you have got to send pressies to many houses, so I've prepared it nicely for you. Be sure you put something in alright, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*give me a surprise luhs (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 82px" height="101" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/575/575226he2378w0ri.gif" width="520" 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/8512335035501116875-5092104990134404572?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/5092104990134404572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=5092104990134404572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/5092104990134404572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/5092104990134404572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas !'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7319372041315800446</id><published>2008-12-24T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:02:51.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Back from my &lt;u&gt;Christmas Shopping&lt;/u&gt; with family (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, popped by to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jurong Point&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cos' I wanted to see how the extension looks like, but the traffic flow doesn't seem to be loose at all. &lt;em&gt;*yawns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, no choice, went to &lt;em&gt;IMM&lt;/em&gt; instead (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around the mall, saw some promotions going on for &lt;em&gt;LCD TVs&lt;/em&gt;. Not really cheap though, then went over to &lt;strong&gt;SONY&lt;/strong&gt; to see my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;long-dreamt laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Any kind souls? Any? For Christmas?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santa, hope you would read my blog and this post (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; not really happy that I am trying to get a new laptop ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CINDY!! SAVE UP SAVE UP! YOU STILL HAVE A GOAL, DON'T YOU DARE FORGET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, we went Giant Hypermart after that. Bought all the stuffs for steamboat and BBQ, then went to get our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reached home at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10plus,&lt;/span&gt; ate and blogged. TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 124px" height="81" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/440/440803shrcrn35gb.gif" width="100" 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/8512335035501116875-7319372041315800446?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7319372041315800446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7319372041315800446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7319372041315800446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7319372041315800446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping!'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-1983373812718223556</id><published>2008-12-22T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:41:05.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;December 21, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tired now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Grandpa's birthday celebration&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Xiaoyi's house. &lt;em&gt;Ken came&lt;/em&gt; to fetch us there, went buying egg tarts but have to wait for 20 minutes so we passed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then we got ourselves some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cakes, brownies and pineapple tarts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Xiaoyi's house after that and got down to the pool immediately upon reaching. &lt;em&gt;*I just can't wait to jump in!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Swam from 230pm all the way to 6pm.&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While swimming, we played &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"water polo", "monkey"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and some stupid water bomb throwing thingy. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bathing myself, went in to take my dinner, cut cake and went shopping with family (: Kind of coincidental, saw 2nd Aunt and Lor there, so chatted awhile and went NTUC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got so fed up loh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was trying to push the trolley but a guy came in with a trolley and I don't know what sharp thing is that, but it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HURT ME!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Got so freaking angry I stared at him but he didn't even apologise can, no ethics at all loh!! &lt;em&gt;(Curse him to trip on his own leg and fall!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we finished our groceries shopping and to get some food. Called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and wanted to ask if he wants some food but, he's sleeping soundly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, &lt;em&gt;changed my blogskin&lt;/em&gt; and slept soundly.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-1983373812718223556?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1983373812718223556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=1983373812718223556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1983373812718223556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1983373812718223556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/grandpas-birthday.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-4346656377314650408</id><published>2008-12-21T02:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:59:38.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip: 18 Dec ~ 20 Dec'08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status: Slacking ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hu-hu!&lt;/em&gt; Just came back from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Genting.&lt;/span&gt; Some updates for the trip but no pictures for this time round, I got so sick and tired of that place &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(I swear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 &lt;em&gt;(18 December 2008)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0620am: Came out of Sexy's house and went taking a cab with Sexy and Ken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0700am: Reached &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Golden Mile&lt;/span&gt; with 4th Aunt and Cuz waiting for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1430pm: Reached &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Genting Highlands,&lt;/span&gt; bus terminal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1445pm: Queued up to get the queue number, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"0706".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1500pm: Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Marrybrown&lt;/span&gt;, then walked around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1630pm: Went back to 1st World, "&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HENG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" man, it's our turn (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1830pm: Out of hotel room, walked around and bought Baked Sweet Potato&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;*yummy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1900pm: Winnie and bf reached, went back hotel for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1930pm: Downstairs to wait for "shuttle-van" for pickup to take dinner at &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mushroom Farm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2030pm: Finished dinner, costs about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;16bucks per pax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (: We ordered &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chicken, Egg, Vege, Soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2100pm: Watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"DREAMZ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2230pm: Finished watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"DREAMZ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with me yawning.&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;The rest of the timings, I forgot luhs. Hahaha.. Anyway, went back to hotel, slacked awhile then they went casino and left me and cuz alone in the room,&lt;em&gt; SIAN..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DREAMZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is only nice at the part where the ang-mohs play the motorbike and where the animals appear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 (19 December 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shag~ Woke up at 9plus, went bus terminal to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;get our tix to KL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bought it at 6.60 per tix, boarding a "lau-yah" (lousy) bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way down, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am just so freaking giddy, I almost vomitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached KL an hour later and went munching at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KL's Sungei Wang restaurant&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The food taste, not too bad but the price is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;too costly, RM 80++&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;br /&gt;I bought &lt;strong&gt;3 graphic tees at Sungei Wang (3 for RM 70), 1 Red Dress&lt;/strong&gt;, and had my &lt;strong&gt;nails done at only RM 48&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;D' Nail Palace.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Great Service + Great Staff (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petaling_Street"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Chee Cheong Kai"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took a cab there at RM 12 charge, not by meter -.-" Divided by 3 pax, it's at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;RM 4 per pax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alighted at&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Pudu Raya&lt;/span&gt; and met up with &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexy, Winnie and bf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, heard a few reviews from few friends like, KL &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;very dangerous and alot of robbery cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not like that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL-THE-TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, seen some warm-hearting person around as well. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Ralph Lauren Polo Tee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Fred Perry Polo Tee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Adidas Jacket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;regretted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not bringing more money lahhs, I so wanted to buy so much clothings and so much bags and wallets and OMG! &lt;em&gt;Shopping is never ending luhs..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 &lt;em&gt;(20 December 2008):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up at 1plus to find them missing, they went for breakfast at Mushroom Farm (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went walking around and boarded bus with them at 3.15pm. Took&lt;strong&gt; 707&lt;/strong&gt; bus back home, costs &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RM 40 per tix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted 2 times, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;once for "local specialites" and one for "dinner".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Reached Singapore at 11plus night. Total, it took us 8hours to reach, -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;missed him&lt;/span&gt; on the 3 day trip, missed him so much. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="38" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/729/729397dj7u2y8m6h.gif" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-4346656377314650408?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4346656377314650408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=4346656377314650408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4346656377314650408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4346656377314650408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/genting-trip-18-dec-20-dec08.html' title='Genting Trip: 18 Dec ~ 20 Dec&apos;08'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-636150601034066162</id><published>2008-12-16T16:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:03:30.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不良笑花</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Status: Working&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so tired now, had a &lt;strong&gt;short short&lt;/strong&gt; nap just now (but still shagg) -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, recently I've got &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so many cravings lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I want a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new lappy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I want a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I want a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new camera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. OMG! I feel so&lt;em&gt; "gadgy"&lt;/em&gt; now can. I will upload the pictures of my cravings later on. (: &lt;em&gt;(Kind souls can donate it to me, you'd be blessed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh! Oh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Something that hooked me on recently again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the show ~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"不良笑花"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(yah lahh, the one with Rainie and Wilber)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Sexy introduced this to me, I was &lt;strong&gt;not in the least interested at all&lt;/strong&gt;. But after watching only &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; episode,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I GOT HOOKED CAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finished watching Episode 8 &lt;em&gt;(or is it 9?)&lt;/em&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;YouTube&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday night and it was already 1:30am. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I did not fulfill my beauty sleep luhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, whatever it is, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I must finish watching by tonight&lt;/span&gt;, got so many shows I haven't finished watching.&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="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have to rush, so that Hubby can play his PS3 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;rushing to finish sending out my spree items&lt;/span&gt;. So many can, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right, till then (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;**We're waiting for your return anxiously. You should know who you are lahhs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="38" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/729/729392o699pixmc2.gif" width="140" 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/8512335035501116875-636150601034066162?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/636150601034066162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=636150601034066162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/636150601034066162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/636150601034066162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='不良笑花'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-1263895272596022782</id><published>2008-12-15T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:23:19.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YIPPEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Genting trip coming up. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th to 20th Dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3rd time to Genting this year&lt;/span&gt; alr, yahhs, lil' bored. *haas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'd be going with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Winnie, Alvin (Winnie's bf), Xinyuan and 2 of my relative&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, woke up at 11:56am, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was in my dream happily when my phone rang, Winnie's coming over. Lazily woke up, washed up and dragged myself to tidy up my room.&lt;em&gt; (she said my room is neat, LOLS)&lt;/em&gt; Guess she would have not seen how my room look like after a shopping spree. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;She came here with her bf, Alvin and bought few bags of fishes back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Came back home, slacked awhile and met &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hubby at Marsiling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was kind of shocked when I received Hubby's call, he broke the news that his &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandpa have got cancer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it've been some time but no one have told us about it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rushed down to Hubby's Grandpa house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and upon reaching, his Granny was so happy to have seen me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm too lovable :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After awhile, Hubby's brother came and they chatted awhile before we headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;D' Kranji Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to celebrate Hubby's birthday at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel so "not-worth" can, I spent in total, $194 for the dinner! OMG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel "not-worth" cos' it's not nice, really. &lt;u&gt;HIGHLY NOT-RECOMMENDED!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We headed home after that and Hubby's brother went back to his friend's home as well. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby said he felt happy on his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This, I'm satisfied enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-1263895272596022782?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1263895272596022782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=1263895272596022782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1263895272596022782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1263895272596022782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/hubbys-birthday.html' title='Hubby&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-6347066761615185174</id><published>2008-12-14T23:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:19:01.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HUBBY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279686610054915202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SUU2_7W1pII/AAAAAAAAAP0/fA9qySmpTWc/s400/Dear%27s+Birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being by my side, on your birthday, I hope that you would enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;The birthday gift, your precious thing; I just hope that you would like it. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-6347066761615185174?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/6347066761615185174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=6347066761615185174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6347066761615185174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6347066761615185174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/12/hubbys-day.html' title='Hubby&apos;s Day'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SUU2_7W1pII/AAAAAAAAAP0/fA9qySmpTWc/s72-c/Dear%27s+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-5231904232451223191</id><published>2008-11-12T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:19:34.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Death Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Working now, but suddenly thought of this and wanted to jot it down: My Death Wishes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm parting to another world, I Wish.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;COFFIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; with swarovski crystals&lt;/strong&gt; framed around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FUNERAL WAKE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To be held beside my room's window right outside my room&lt;br /&gt;2. Funeral Wake to have everyone wearing bright colors&lt;br /&gt;3. No one to be tearing, &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt; and be happy for me &lt;em&gt;(I'm heading to somewhere with no sorrows)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Everyone to attend, the more the merrier.&lt;em&gt; (I love crowds)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. No quarrels, no crying, no bickering.&lt;em&gt; (I lack happiness)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Incense sticks to be golden in color&lt;br /&gt;7. Mahjong tables are a MUST&lt;br /&gt;5. Play my favourite song: That's When I Love You&lt;br /&gt;8. Cook my favourite food: Ah Gong's Chicken Curry&lt;br /&gt;9. Bake my favourite treat: Egg Tart&lt;br /&gt;10. Everyone to come beside my coffin and say: &lt;em&gt;"Stay Happy, I Love You"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THINGS TO BURN FOR ME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Handphone (I need to contact my friends in the other world)&lt;br /&gt;2. Laptop (Sony VAIO, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; please)&lt;br /&gt;3. Apple iPod 120GB&lt;br /&gt;4. PSP (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with swarovski crystals)&lt;br /&gt;5. A Big Bungalow&lt;br /&gt;6. 2 Lamborghini&lt;br /&gt;7. UNLIMITED Access - Credit Cards&lt;br /&gt;8. UNLIMITED Cash&lt;br /&gt;9. 5 Maids&lt;br /&gt;10. 2 Chaffeur&lt;br /&gt;11. My Small Piggy Bolster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till here.. But I'd add on more should I think of more. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-5231904232451223191?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/5231904232451223191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=5231904232451223191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/5231904232451223191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/5231904232451223191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-death-wishes.html' title='My Death Wishes'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7348809151694539240</id><published>2008-11-03T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:19:44.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wouldn't be updating my blog, till 5 November 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag me to wish me good luck for my test! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-7348809151694539240?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7348809151694539240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7348809151694539240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7348809151694539240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7348809151694539240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wouldnt-be-updating-my-blog-till-5.html' title=''/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-822521978080198248</id><published>2008-10-09T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:20:01.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shag.. *shrugss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Bugis today, again.. hahas. Took uncle's car out with Sam to Bt. Panjang Plaza and met up with Forth Aunt, Liyun. Kinda tired actually, so slept in the car. After meeting up with them, we took 960 to Bugis Street. On the way to Bugis, fell asleep as well. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, quite happy today, bought all the things I want to buy but I'm still not satisfied! I still want to buy more can. Haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things I've bought:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tube Dress (2 pieces) - S$ 10 each !&lt;br /&gt;2. Bangles (4 pieces) - S$ 2.50 each !&lt;br /&gt;3. Earring - S$ 2.00&lt;br /&gt;4. Head Band - S$ 3.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, think thats about it bahhs, total spent: S$ 35.90 and I bought 8 items can. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, still frustrating, thinking over what should I wear on my birthday. *boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, went eating at the air-conditioned nasi lemak restaurant, met up with Hubby then went shop awhile to get some necessities for home, then headed to take a bus cos' we can't even hail a cab at all !! (Cab uncles, stop complaining you got no business after the increase in flag down rates can..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus, took some photos with Sam and the bus was so shaky that our photos turned out blurry. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted at Bt. Panj, hailed a cab and came back home. Tried on my tube dresses and OMG! I loveeeeee it so much can. Well, I'd never regretted going to Bugis, heading down again on this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired, going to sing song now. Till then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-822521978080198248?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/822521978080198248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=822521978080198248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/822521978080198248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/822521978080198248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/10/shag.html' title=''/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-3129681164717197536</id><published>2008-10-08T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:20:12.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post, reserved for these two peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KEN &amp;amp; VERNICE (TINGRU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for your exams and work hard !! =D&lt;br /&gt;Hope you pass with flying colors then attend my party happily.&lt;br /&gt;*MUHAHAHAS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ken, make sure you pass lehs.. cos' you should've studied very very hard these few days that you've coming to Skype !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-3129681164717197536?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/3129681164717197536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=3129681164717197536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/3129681164717197536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/3129681164717197536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-post-reserved-for-these-two-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7900943146848256826</id><published>2008-10-06T10:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:20:24.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This would be a long longggg post, I've to pour my sorrows before I explode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words you said, would definitely be carved right in my mind and in my heart. You know what you said to me and you know what you have done previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is what I deserve for being your girlfriend, and you think that this is definitely what I'm worth of, I'd opt to be just a friend to you. You mentioned about my attitude, mentioned about my "da-xiao-jie" temper. But have you ever thought? I've changed alot since the first day we were together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting all these aside, I still can't imagine that you would have said all that within a night, wouldn't have thought that those words would have came out right from your mouth. So that's what you've been thinking all along, ain't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the photos we've taken, reminiscing our past, I've thought about it the whole night just after you left the room in a fit. Slowly, the whole surrounding was so quiet and there weren't any sounds heard, except my hard weeping. Being soft-hearted, we always got together no matter what hard quarrels we've made and what so-and-so pacts we've brought up to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and family always say, "aiyah, say break, later also patch back one lah!" Do not know why for this time, my heart solidified, no longer the soft-hearted lady I've used to be infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those times I've wept hardly, cried out loudly, you'd always be there trying to comfort me. I guess after these three years, you're just tired.. Tired of all the things I always do and tired of even looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know, no matter how hard I'm on the outside, no matter how tough I've claimed myself to be, I know I'm just a soft tad inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember how family and friends used to call me "iron-woman" when I accompanied you throughout your whole hospital stay. Seeing the nurses coming to fetch you to the operating theatre, my heart were all filled with questions. Why did god do this to you? Why didn't I put an immediate stop to you? Why did you have to suffer all these? While they pushed you through the lobbies, through the lifts, I didn't dare to look at you. I was afraid I might break down and cry. After they pushed you in, I broke down into tears. Only then I realised that I want to spend my whole life time with you, want to be there when you're sad, be there when you're happy. Looking at the vulnerable you after coming out from the operating theatre, I shivered. I couldn't stop myself from tearing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the operation, nurses adviced you to not take any other thing, including water. Shortly after, you woke up, had some plain water and was well again. You asked for watermelon juice and I hurriedly went to get it. I could still remember the smile on your face when you bring it down your throat. After some time, you vomitted them all out and that gave me a real shock! I blamed myself for being that stupid, blamed myself for making you feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these little actions I've done, I know that you had never realised it. You would have never known how deep my love is for you now. You would have never known how hurt I was when all those words came out from your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time, I've woken up. You've no longer need me in your life, no longer need me like how you've used to. I apologise for not refusing when you made your choice of me at that point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, your words have made a strong impact in my heart, and similarly, to my mind. I would know what to do. Loves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-7900943146848256826?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7900943146848256826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7900943146848256826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7900943146848256826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7900943146848256826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-would-be-long-longggg-post-ive-to.html' title=''/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-2792522373797891824</id><published>2008-09-25T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:20:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MICH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE YE BAO BAO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252522444025793538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SOS1VXLsjAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SYcl4Bny1tY/s200/Mic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you've enjoyed a good time with us, the Lil' Fingers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand that we love you and all your love shall be spread to only us and none to Mr. Lucas. Mu-hahahahaha! Okay luhs, give him 1% ok. *evil grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we would celebrate your every year's birthday with you and for life, you would have to stick with us. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wanying love Mich&lt;br /&gt;Cindy love Mich&lt;br /&gt;Ting love Mich&lt;br /&gt;Siok love Mich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Aiyuhs, The Lil' Fingers love Mich. =) Happy birthday darling.. Hope you'd enjoyed and you're happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-2792522373797891824?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2792522373797891824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=2792522373797891824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2792522373797891824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2792522373797891824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-mich.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MICH!'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SOS1VXLsjAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SYcl4Bny1tY/s72-c/Mic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-6403680327644532190</id><published>2008-09-20T09:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:20:45.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kallang, Changi + ECP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;TIRED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from our "touring-around-singapore" again. haas. Today we went Teo Heng for our usual singing session and we bought two packets of fried rice, the fried rice there is seriously, THUMBS UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove there and met up with Sexy. She said she reach already and is parking, but when we reach, SHE'S STILL ON THE WAY LOR ! So, we waited for her while singing and we finished our singing at 12.30am. Four of us (Serene, Daniel, ME, Sexy) paid S$ 8++ for singing from 11pm~12.30am. Today I felt it was kind of expensive. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, after that, we got bored and decided to go for our supper at Cineleisure's Hong Kong Cafe. While on the way there, I saw a few "Bangalahs" working on the road side and I decided to do my "BANG-BANG" usuals. I scared the wits out of them, seriously. Haas. **I feel that I'm so "xin-li-bian-tai" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching, we did our parking and went up. I ordered stuffs like chee-cheong-fun, egg tart, siew-mai and bo-luo bun. The BO-LUO BAO damn nice can, must must must visit again for it. =) Sexy and Daniel ordered porridge and Serene ordered Mee-Suah with Luncheon Meat and Veggies. Haas, it tasted like MAGGI-MEE and she paid S$ 7.90 for it! Oh man, definitely not worth it at all. There's promotion there today, spend S$ 30 and above and get a plate of spring roll for free, and obviously, we were over that amount. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished our food, we decided to go Changi to see AH-GUA (transversite). We saw a few but not alot that day, kind of disappointed can. Ya, they're really pretty and BIG. Then we saw a cab picking up one which is really pretty and after 10minutes, we saw them coming back again, this time he dropped "HIM" off and "HE" was holding to a tissue, walking towards a rubbish bin! Oh man, guess I still can't accept the fact that men would go to "AH-GUAS", gosh I still remember his car-plate number, 8819. Meanwhile, me and Sexy was "conversing" about how a fat fat uncle was trying to hook the "AH-GUA". Suddenly, a sentence popped-up from Sexy's mouth: "Oh, I'm so wet now." and I was like, SEXY ! I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE THIS CAME OUT FROM YOUR MOUTH! (sexy's gonna kill me, lols)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to see aeroplane. My favourite hobby of my life. =) Picked Ken up on the way and went to my favourite place. Don't know why but whenever I see any aeroplanes, I feel as though my worries, my fears and my troubles have all been brought away by them. The feeling I feel is not something that anyone could have felt and understood. **ya-ya, my emo is here again, GET LOST EMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we were into seeing planes and looking around when I suddenly feel like wanting to see into the car next to ours, and guess wad. I think they're making out. LOLS. Irritated by my shouts and my laughs, they decided to change a venue. haas. So, it flickered my mind, maybe we should go surprise some of the couples who are making out in the car?! And so, Ken suggested ECP and we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, nothing much actually but when we toured around, oh man! I see a few! Actually we only wanted to see, didn't want to bother them dat much but because it's dark and we can see nothing, we flashed our headlights at them. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one where we stopped beside them and try to "discuss" where we wanna go, but actually we're trying to disturb them. LOLS. We saw them kissing and we parked right beside them, so they got fed up and drove off to the other destination, getting bored we found another target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we're not letting them off. LOLS. We drove right next to them and shone our headlights into their car but no response. So Ken decided to drive cos Sexy is so useless, she dunno how to find a spot whereby we can see directly how they're making out. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken DIRECTLY PARKED BESIDE them and we were so scared that they might see us, Sexy climed from the front seat to the back seat and Ken was saying Sexy says want to see them but in the end sees them using her backside cos she was so worried that the other party might see her. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went ECP for some chats in a fastfood outlet. Yeah, we didn't order anything. Just made some noise there and walked away after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dawn breaks, we decided to head home. No other places to visit and no more energy. Sexy decided to pop-by my house for stayover so we went her house, she packed her stuffs and all then headed to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, reached home. Lazy to remove my makeup, I fell straight into deep deep sleep. Till then.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-6403680327644532190?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/6403680327644532190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=6403680327644532190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6403680327644532190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6403680327644532190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/09/kallang-changi-ecp.html' title='Kallang, Changi + ECP'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-2671304126522365531</id><published>2008-09-20T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:20:59.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WENDY PHNG !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENDY PHNG WEI LING !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252519871858572386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SOSy_pHPfGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/e9o5yuzvT3M/s200/Wendy+Phng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey Phng-peh-peh, see this:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU AS A FRIEND,&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU AS A PRECIOUS FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;AND I DEFINITELY LOVE YOU AS A SISTER !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos' it's your birthday today, this post is specially dedicated for you-you-you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the life you've had in NZ is not as good as the life you've had with us can. So that you would yearn and you would stomp-on-the-floor-to-your-mum to come back! Singapore is your country so you should come back, we are your friends so you should come back alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERIOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-2671304126522365531?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2671304126522365531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=2671304126522365531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2671304126522365531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/2671304126522365531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-wendy-phng.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WENDY PHNG !'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SOSy_pHPfGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/e9o5yuzvT3M/s72-c/Wendy+Phng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7096988182028892325</id><published>2008-07-17T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:21:10.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Dog: TOEBI WEE (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yada-yada-yadaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got myself a new dog! Hahas. He's too cute to be abandoned can. Yes, he's an abandoned dog. I don't know &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what-the-fuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the owner wanted to do, but the owner just passed him to daddy's friend so, it's now mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I know I'm kinda excited..but wait till you see Toebi's photos, you'd love him as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Name: Toebi Wee (Named by me, I'm PROUD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Breed: Corgi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sex: Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Color: Black, White, Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Age: 4 years plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Date Of Birth: 03 February 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got doggie, but dear is the one who's claiming that he is doggie's owner always! So I got Toebi to be mine, &lt;strong&gt;solely&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;exclusively&lt;/strong&gt; mine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy, don't worry as I'd not be selfish. I'd seperate my love into two and shower it onto Doggie as well can. Hahas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I find myself a bad and irresponsible owner ): I tried to bring him into my room but Doggie's inside and the moment Toebi steps in, Doggie starts squeakling like as though she saw some monster -.-" So I can't help but put Toebi into the store-room and he has to sleep alone because I am so afraid to sleep there without anyone's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished bathing Toebi, dripped his eardrops, cleansed his tear stains and sprayed his anti-flea D1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(I think I'm still not a bad owner anyway right, dear) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear always think that I'm a irresponsible owner of Toebi. I don't want him to think this way can. =( He always say, if you can't even take care of a dog properly, how can you take care of the children in the future? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me ponder alot...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Toebi and Doggie is now sleeping soundly and I'm going to sleep as well.. &lt;strong&gt;Nights =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-7096988182028892325?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7096988182028892325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7096988182028892325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7096988182028892325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7096988182028892325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-dog-toebi-wee.html' title='New Dog: TOEBI WEE (:'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7846808680161413609</id><published>2008-07-15T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:56:44.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggie's Operation</title><content type='html'>Yesterday mentioned that I wanna save money but today got a big hole in my pocket. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today around evening time, after dear brought Doggie for a walk, he came back home but went into the toilet and left Doggie in the living room with us. Without anyone noticing, Doggie ran out to fight with the dogs outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Story goes this way:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Black (the fucking dog) and Baby (the poor dog) fought outside because Ah Black initiated it first. Then, being an extreme Kaypoh (KPO), Doggie ran outside and starting helping Baby, which ended up, leaving Doggie and Ah Black fighting. Whole scenario wasn't witnessed by myself but my sister who shouted saying Doggie is fighting with Ah Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends weren't wrong when they say that aunties are the toughest thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Doggie - 7 years old aunty&lt;br /&gt;Ah Black - ? years old o-ba-sang&lt;br /&gt;Baby - 3-4 years old middle aged woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three were refined ladies but when fought, they fight like a fighter! So ended up, the smallest size, K.O. The smallest size is none other than Doggie Seah. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is really not courteous enough to help Doggie. She's a bad dog, a bad bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear immediately ran out of the toilet to catch Doggie and he is so angry that he shouted at all of us, it was just so coincidental that Daddy is behind him. He ran back home carrying Doggie in his arms and blood were all over Doggie's ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rinsed away the blood and as he doesn't like water, he shook his body and head and the blood were all over the toilet. The walls, the door, the floor, it hurts me like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is the one who's the most painful. He wanted to kill Ah Black but he told himself not to be so hot-headed. Being unable to stop the bleeding and didn't know what to do, we rushed Doggie to the hospital. We went to Mount Pleasant Hospital and admitted her into the emergency department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was crying and it was the first time I saw her tears drop, it really hurt me alot. The usual active Doggie suddenly became so quiet and restless. I guess the pain was too much for her to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor told us that she has to go for an operation tomorrow morning and we were given two options:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bring her home, get her to take some antibiotics and painkiller and bring her back the next morning for operation.&lt;br /&gt;2) Leave her with Mount Pleasant and they would take care of her and the operation would proceed next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we opted for the second choice for her own good as we did not want her to infect her wound more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stayed over and we have to pick her up the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-7846808680161413609?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7846808680161413609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7846808680161413609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7846808680161413609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7846808680161413609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/doggies-operation.html' title='Doggie&apos;s Operation'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-8398937151126932170</id><published>2008-07-13T07:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:15:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESOLUTION: SAVE MONEY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;*TIRED !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back home from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Top One KTV&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday XY come my house picked me, Ferlin out then went to Jurong to pick Sam's father up. We went Chinatown for the booking of the tour to Taiwan, *excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there sat down listened awhile and I was already so tempted. So asked Sam to withdraw money for me. Well, quite expensive actually but bo bian, I want to go so much. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Travel Agency: &lt;strong&gt;Nam Ho Travel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Package Tour: SIN-Taiwan (All Around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Price: S$ 1, 313.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Payment Wise: MUST be CASH ! -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Duration: 9 Days (2 Days Free &amp;amp; Easy, 7 Days Tour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Departure: 19th July 2008, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Time Departure: 0805am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Back on: 27th July 2008, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Time Arrival: Tix not with me, I don't know yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn excited, can. Hahas. I want go there shop + eat. Chut Chut Members must be jealous, LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy, I would get something back for you but, how to send it over ! Arghs, can't you just come back to Singapore? You're slacking there anyway, stop wasting our misses for you can. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ferlin wanted to go badly but becos' Ah Hong didn't want to acc her, she got so disappointed and most importantly, she's angry. She wanted Free &amp;amp; Easy only but Sam's mum wanted tour, so.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLASH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, anyway, we went Audio House shortly after booking of our tour. Nothing much happened there, so nothing to blog about. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went Bukit Timah to have our stomaches filled before sending Sam's pap, mam and sis back home. After they alighted, we headed straight for Top One KTV at Bugis. Due to the packed place, we have to wait for 1.5 hours before it's our turn. So we went to the nearby LAN Shop for time-pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Ferlin and Sam played WAWA while XY played Maple. Waited till about 1am, we went back there but was told to wait for another 10-15minutes, damn angry can. We sang till 5.30am then leave the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the singing, we ordered Golden Mushrooms, French Fries and Popcorn Chicken. Tastes nice, really. (: At about 3.30am, I think I fell asleep, all the way till 5.30am, they woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to leave for home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Top One KTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Location: Where ICON used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No. of Pax: 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Total Amount: S$ 122.60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Total Hours Sung: 4.5hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Price Per Hour: S$ 6.30/hour/pax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;strong&gt; Quite exp, but cheaper than K Box. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Teo Heng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would be a better choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAVE MONEY! I HAVE TO GO TAIWAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-8398937151126932170?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8398937151126932170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=8398937151126932170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8398937151126932170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8398937151126932170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/resolution-save-money.html' title='RESOLUTION: SAVE MONEY!'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-1516153529798357640</id><published>2008-07-06T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:23:13.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martinique Chocolate</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 12pm today and slept at 4.30am yesterday night. First thing I asked is, &lt;em&gt;eh? Where's doggy? &lt;/em&gt;I've arranged for her to go for groomingand the person have picked her up at 8plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy sent her out and passed it to the guy and boy told me that doggy would be back at 5plus. We went out at 4plus so didn't get to see how BOTAK she looks when she comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Plaza Singapura today cos' Ferlin wants to have their couple rings purchased, so we went there and met up with Serene and her youngest sister. We went around buying some snacks to fill our stomaches. Ah Hong bought a bun with meat, then we went to the stall beside. I bought one mashed potato with cheese sausage and one calamari rings with chilli and mayo. Ferlin ordered the same as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chanced upon Cocoa Trees so I went in to get some chocolates and Ah Hong bought a Martinique Bar of chocolate. Then we went to the Couple Lab to have Ferlin and Ah Hong's couple rings chosen. They bought a pair of rings and a Ferlin bought a heart-shaped pendant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, we shopped around and went to Far East shortly. I got my WII Fit Silicone case for S$ 15.00 and was told by the salesperson that the price for PS3 was $ 570. I want a PS3 so badly. I want to play Dynasty Warrior 6 with boy. I want to sell my WII and buy a PS3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling hungry after all the shopping, we went KFC to settle our meals and I bought 3 mashed potato with cheese sausage for sisters and boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach home, Ah Hong opened up his chocolate to share. He wanted to give some to Paps but Paps didn't want to eat. Then he shared some with Boy, sister and Ferlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reactions after they ate:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt; - He said it tasted like super-glue, &lt;em&gt;what the fuck?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2nd Sis&lt;/span&gt; - She bit the chocolate and quickly drank up the Coffee Milk Tea with it. Guess what? &lt;em&gt;She had a diarrheoa.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;3rd Sis&lt;/span&gt; - She says she loves the chocolate because there's no liquor smell and it tastes nice, so she requested for another and popped it into her mouth. Outcome? &lt;em&gt;She digustedly screamed.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ah Hong&lt;/span&gt; - Didn't catch his reaction.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ferlin&lt;/span&gt; - Didn't catch her reaction.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; - I had a small little bite and everyone was busy looking at me but know what? &lt;em&gt;I felt so digusted by the smell of it and I gave it to Boy.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion of the chocolate:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It tastes AWFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-1516153529798357640?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1516153529798357640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=1516153529798357640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1516153529798357640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1516153529798357640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/couple-rings.html' title='Martinique Chocolate'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-8083668121296388496</id><published>2008-07-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:51:46.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO GO TAIWAN !</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Boy's turn to work today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam, Ferlin and Sam's parents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We left home at about 4pm and reached &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People's Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at about 4plus. We went around looking for the best &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; exchange rate that Ferlin asked on behalf of her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she found the best deal, we left for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People's Park Complex Building II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We went up to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focal Travel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to ask for the trip to Taiwan. A good deal for package tour, $899 excluding airport tax. The damn thing is that, there's no more seats available! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to another agency like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jun-Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Five Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I like the service at Jun-Air and the way she speaks but I think it's abit too fake for her words. She says that ONLY for us, she can provide a 5 person to one tour guide tour for us. Sam's mum says I'm too naive to be believing her. What's this man, I just have a simple mind can. Guess I'm too excited over the Taiwan Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want go there eat, shop, spa, manicure. Ahhhhhs, theres too much I want to do! &lt;strong&gt;Jetstar&lt;/strong&gt;, please have some promotions for the July season! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after going around the tour agency, we went for our dinner. Halfway through, Ferlin's boy, Ah Hong came looking for us. Finished up our dinner and we went home. Ferlin and Sam overstayed at my house once again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No plans for tomorrow, Singapore too small -.-"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-8083668121296388496?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8083668121296388496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=8083668121296388496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8083668121296388496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8083668121296388496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-to-go-taiwan.html' title='I WANT TO GO TAIWAN !'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-3720176210865947100</id><published>2008-07-04T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:14:59.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea Clearance Sales!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/[IMG]http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk125/thatlady17/IkeaAnnualClearanceSale.gif[/IMG]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's IKEA Annual Clearance SALE today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk125/thatlady17/IkeaAnnualClearanceSale.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam, Me, Ferlin went cos Ferlin wanted to get some furniture for she and her boy's room. We reached at about 8plus and went in to start our shopping therapy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;IKEA's Extended Shopping Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They’ll be open till 11pm this Friday - Saturday (4 – 6 July) at both &lt;strong&gt;IKEA Tampines and Alexandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just for Kids, &lt;strong&gt;FREE balloons, face painting and tattoo stickers&lt;/strong&gt; for kids on 4 July and every Saturday and Sunday till 27 July 2008.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's scientifically proven that women is happy only with three things:&lt;/p&gt;1. Shopping - &lt;em&gt;it's a therapy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chocolates - &lt;em&gt;it's not fattening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Money - &lt;em&gt;it's never enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone of these three can't satisfy you enough, get a sex change. You're not fit to be a woman because men gets easily satisfied with only one thing, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a hot babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one doesn't seem to be enough, they find another and when the other can't satisfy them enough, they get a few more others. None can be faithful, and even if they could, it'd be that 0.001% out of the 80% men's population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;To me, men's population are getting lesser:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. More gays, resulting in low-peak baby-boom season.&lt;br /&gt;2. One killed by their own gender, the other killed by the law. &lt;em&gt;(all because of us women)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So this tells me that I'd have to grab hold of mine before the other snatch him away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, enough of this. Anyway, I bought quite a few things at IKEA.&lt;br /&gt;1. Salad Spinner&lt;br /&gt;2. Kitchen Mittens&lt;br /&gt;3. Accessories Organiser&lt;br /&gt;4. Plastic Dispenser&lt;br /&gt;5. Measuring Spoon&lt;br /&gt;6. Sink Brush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that costs me $22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam went my house for overnight stay. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-3720176210865947100?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/3720176210865947100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=3720176210865947100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/3720176210865947100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/3720176210865947100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/ikea-clearance-sales.html' title='Ikea Clearance Sales!'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7238574328338397589</id><published>2008-07-03T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:58:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM GETTING EMOTIONAL !!!! ):</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I've accomplished some stuffs though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Finally finished sending out the spree items.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finished my monthly reports for work.&lt;br /&gt;3. Baked the "&lt;strong&gt;TOP-GRADE&lt;/strong&gt;" cookies! &lt;em&gt;(it tastes nice, can)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After accomplishing the stuffs I've done, I feel at ease (: At least I would not drag myself to work every morning, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon's lunch time, had a quarrel with Ferlin. Just cos' she said boy is so stingy, I flared up. Actually I treasure the both of them and I wouldn't want them both to be hurt. One's my cousin and the other is my boyfriend, I hope you both understand that you are really the ones I need in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferlin, there seems to be alot for me to tell you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes, I'm stressed over work, stressed over money matters, I'd flare up and shout at you guys but I really mean no harm. Those I said, I might have been really abit too overboard to be siding him but please understand that I've been with him three years and we really intend to get married. That is why I treasure the relationship with him that much. As for you, we always get together during family gatherings and we go out often together, therefore you should understand that I see you most of the time as well. You're the cousin I've been living with these 20 years of my life and would still be my closest cousin for life, if one day we really go our seperate ways, I'd feel like a part of me missing again. As for him, I have to spend my rest of my life with him, that's why. I hope you would understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure relationships alot because I see alot of friends get together and go apart again. I hope you understand that when he said that about my camera, he's worried about me, not insulting you. I really want the both of you to get along, hand is a part of my body and leg is a part of my body as well. I wouldn't want any of it to go missing. You're my cousin and I know you mean good to me. Thinking of the times we spent together when we were still in the primary and secondary times, I hope that I'd not grown up that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just hope that we can be cousins for life, because I treasure you. Understand that I'm not joking when I say everything above. The quarrel yesterday really hurt me deeply, I'm really in a difficult position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I treasure the times we four spent together: &lt;strong&gt;Me, Sam, Ferlin, Serene&lt;/strong&gt;. I might have been harsh on you guys but I really meant no harm, well, believe it or not. I think very thorough before all these were spoken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that, each one of you have got a special place in my heart. I do not want to lose any of them. FS is there, my family, my friends, my cousins and doggy are in my heart as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-7238574328338397589?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7238574328338397589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7238574328338397589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7238574328338397589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7238574328338397589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-getting-emotional.html' title='I AM GETTING EMOTIONAL !!!! ):'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7029650999833907859</id><published>2008-06-03T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:03:30.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chut Chut Family</title><content type='html'>The Chut-Chut Family - named after trip to Genting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Them! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SFqYbcBqs1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/2FvJq4vzeWQ/s1600-h/The+Chut-Chut+Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213647115781845842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SFqYbcBqs1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/2FvJq4vzeWQ/s200/The+Chut-Chut+Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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;&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;&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;Alright, I promise Phng to update my blog so that she can know the happenings around me even when she's in NZ. I'd try to Phng, sorry but I am really BUSY! =)&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/8512335035501116875-7029650999833907859?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7029650999833907859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7029650999833907859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7029650999833907859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7029650999833907859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/05/chut-chut-family-named-after-trip-to.html' title='The Chut Chut Family'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SFqYbcBqs1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/2FvJq4vzeWQ/s72-c/The+Chut-Chut+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-7646229129157665104</id><published>2008-06-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:41:18.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip</title><content type='html'>I'm back from the Genting Trip. Some experiences to share before I turn in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details of the trip:&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 3Days 2Nights&lt;br /&gt;Date: 29 May 2008 ~ 1 June 2008&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Genting Highlands&lt;br /&gt;Transport: Driving&lt;br /&gt;People Involved: My Family (5), Ah Hai's Family (6), Cousins &amp;amp; Their Boy (3), My Friends (3)&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Stayed: Genting First World Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Total Rooms Used: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off right in the middle of the night, at 3am. Stopped by halfway to have some drinks and food before proceeding again. We reached there at about 9am and made way to our hotel. As expected, we are not arranged to be checked in first. So we left our lugguage at the lugguage counter and went off for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haunted House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We did not enter, just stood outside and took some pictures. Then we went looking for food cause cousins and boyfriend did not take their breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 2pm, we finally checked in to our hotels. Upon settling down and upacking our bags, we hurriedly went for shopping. Dad, Mum and Ah Hai changed into their formals to allow them to enter the casino. Meanwhile, the kids were off to the arcade. Afterwhich, we went downhill to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to midnight, we changed for our formals and went off to the casino. Yes, I lost. I did not have any winnings at all! What makes it miracle was, if I did not bet and I advised Ferlin to bet on whichever I say, she takes the winnings! Simply trying to tell me to stop betting -.-" At about 5plus in the morning, Wendy, Sexy and Ken finally reached. We settled down and in a while's time, we fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, we were awakened by the knocking of our room's door. Daddy rushing us to wake up for lunch. (: So we went downhill again by the free "shuttle van" and spent only RM400.00 to keep the 15 of us full. The menu: Bak Kut Teh, Fried Prawn Fritters, Fu Rong Omelette, Veggies, Char Siew, Steam Fish, Roast Duck and quite alot more that I couldn't recall. There are in total, 2 tables. For only RM 400.00, too cheap as compared to Singapore and Genting Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we walked out wanted to go back to the shuttle van alr, but saw some durians. The durians there are, choose -&gt; open -&gt; eat, all on the spot. (: Something makes me wonder real hard, a guy went uphill to get water down for us and he claims that the water would not leave any smell of durian after washing. How I wish I can get that water back Singapore to sell, hahas. After washing our hands, the smell is really not there anymore! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going up to Genting Highlands, we went to the Theme Park for leisure and again, the adults went to the casino. We spent about few hours at the Theme Park and I was tired so Daddy came to fetch us at about 6plus and we went downhill to have our dinner again. Wendy, Sexy and Ken did not tag along, they wanted to play more. (: After eating, we went back to hotel to rest awhile before proceeding to the casino. Daddy, Mummy, Serene, me and Ah Hai went to the casino to try our luck. Actually, I'm under 21 but who cares, since the security guard didn't care? LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ah Hai, he acted as though he's teaching me which to play and how to play and stuff. We went for the Player - Banker upon entering and after which, proceeded to playing the Roulette. I did not bet despite the itchiness of my hand, wanting to touch the chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy won RM 4, 000.00 in total for playing the above mentioned two games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Try your luck guys, these are the two "most-easy-to-win" in the casino. DO NOT TRY THE JACKPOT, as highly advised by my friends. (if you do not want to lose your hard-earnings) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a happy and memorable trip for me and my family. At the trip, I kept thinking of him, missing him (: Anyway, really hard work on the drivers. Pictures would be updated again. Enjoy! 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk125/thatlady17/CIMG3539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk125/thatlady17/CIMG3524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk125/thatlady17/CIMG3524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8512335035501116875-7646229129157665104?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7646229129157665104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=7646229129157665104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7646229129157665104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/7646229129157665104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/07/genting-trip.html' title='Genting Trip'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-4357707340735862387</id><published>2008-05-25T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:58:32.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scape Stall</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to set up my stall at SCAPE !!! Yes, I was supposed to, but I was late. All because of the stupid traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy came over to my house to drive me over to town but she have got lessons, therefore was late. She reached at about 1pm and when reached town, it was already 2.30pm! We hurriedly lugged the big bag of clothings that was supposedly to be sold on the flea-market, un-loaded it from the car and pushed the trolley up to Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was no-fun kay, Sexy felt so embarrased and I felt so shy. Oh my, pushing the "UNCLE" trolley into Cineleisure, crossed a road and went to The Scape but, I CAN'T FIND THE ORGANISERS ANYMORE! I tried asking around but the girls said that they'd went home. Oh no, I seriously think it's a bad news to me. I paid S$ 20 for the stall, wasted petrol, and what I got was - bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just have to accept the fact, so we lugged the whole trolley back to car and went to sexy's house. We went to fetch Wendy and Ken then went to Ken's house to wait for her to bathe and change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, they came to my house to celebrate Ah Gong and Ah Mah birthday. Mum ordered buffet and collected a 2kg cake. After eating, we watched "Chocolate" with subtitles but no audio, disappointed. Then went Bukit Panjang Plaza to fetch Serene back home. Yah, we went at 12am cos there's the late night shopping over there. Then we packed McDonalds' back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-4357707340735862387?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4357707340735862387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=4357707340735862387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4357707340735862387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4357707340735862387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-supposed-to-set-up-my-stall-at.html' title='The Scape Stall'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-1496036849246146312</id><published>2008-05-09T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T14:01:30.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates for SO many days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's really too much to mention for the days that surpass me like a flash. I'd just do a quick update on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take some time to read through and you'd understand how messy my mind is in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelings I have now, un-describable. Somehow, I just think that human feelings and the way they handle seems to be like alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;"If you mix them well and you know what to add, it turns out to be great. Similarly, if you mix everything together without thinking, they'd turn out to be something you didn't expect it to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? A miracle might happen and it'd turn out to be fantastic? Well, you know that this would be rare and the percentage is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I'm feeling now. I'm trying to pull all my feelings back to the place where they were, try not to let them out in case it turns out to be something I'd not expected when I vent it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Workplace:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's been over 10 years since he worked here. Previously he used to leave good impression in my mind. But since recently, he changed. After the salary topic which I was forced by the accountant to speak up to him, he vented his frustations. On that particular day, we talked it over in the morning telling him his salary was wrongly calculated and we would revise it on the upcoming month. Here, here comes the second character of him on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day morning, he was gently talking to me but in the evening, he tried to bang me in the warehouse with his lorry. I am really confused, is he still the one whom we used be familiar with? Suddenly he turns out to be so another one that I do not know. I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone just enlighten me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to get along with my two sisters. The way they react to my scoldings, the way they react to my advises, make me reluctant to return home. Dad made me feel closer to him, not the fearful daddy I used to have anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is well, seems that there'd not be any eruption or any sweet mushy stuffs between us. The "honeymoon" period is over. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that we have to spend more time together if we want to catch up with our lives. I seem to be missing them too much. =( Looking at the past diaries and the photos we took together, I suddenly seem to miss them too much. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joreen, Jiaxin, Wei Ling, Hui Ying, Wendy, Jiabao, Cindy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the list just goes on and on without stopping. The photos we took together and the diaries entries I'd made were really unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To my friends who are reading this post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret the times that past without you guys. If time were to turn back, I'd want to stop it at those that we've had lot of great times together. As we grew to become adults, our lives change and the circle of friends around us change. We need to find some time to come together and spend time like how we used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notice the changes in my mind? I'm in a fluster and really do not know how to express them out in a shot. The lady is tired....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-1496036849246146312?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1496036849246146312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=1496036849246146312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1496036849246146312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/1496036849246146312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-for-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-3744424375141841277</id><published>2008-04-27T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:58:53.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gathering !</title><content type='html'>I am very very tired after the whole trip, just finished touring around Singapore with the similars. Sexy went to renting a car from her friend and we went singing at Katong. We booked a place at &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teo Heng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and reached at about 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, just can't believe that Phng's pap and his girl would be coming. Dedicated a few songs but just can't bring myself to sing it when Phng's pap is there. Perhaps I'm just &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;*laughs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Phng's pap left, we sang crazily and we kept mentioning that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Phng looks like Bobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when singing. LOL. She was so annoyed that she hit me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REAL HARD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After singing, we went to the next "un-planned" destination - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bedok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We went looking for Ferlin and ended up touring around Bedok North for more than 10 minutes. While on the way there, we winded down our windows and kept shouting along the road although it was already 12plus in the night. We shouted "bang-bang" to each of those who we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then there was this guy who we saw while on the way to Bedok, he's on the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vespa and Cindy definitely went ga-ga over him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, we headed for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the LAN shop. Guess I was having some kind of "car-sick" so got off the car, I immediately vomitted. While walking to the LAN shop, Cindy suddenly shouted and I got so petrified I jumped and dashed forward to where Sexy and Phng was. She saw a cat being ran over by a motorcyclist. My first thought was that, oh no, it's going to be dead for sure. But Cindy said that the cat actually ran into the bushes. *god bless me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finished the gaming at around 3-4 plus in the dawn and we decided to proceed to the next "un-planned" destination, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Red House&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. None have had the guts to get down including me as it is really too dark. So our car just stopped outside the location and we discussed some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next stop is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changi Village&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We went there and saw a few transversite. I just can't believe my eyes, the transversite are really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after Changi Village, we went to the nearest haunted location, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Old Changi Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Being rumoured the most horrifying place, we decided to take a look there. Drving up the narrow roads and we reached our destination. It was really very dark and quiet there. The surroundings were all covered with old folks home and old folks care centre. Passing by the care centres, we saw that the facilities are actually quite old, that gives us the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creepy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; feel. Once again, we stopped outside the location and didn't dare get down the car. Six of us were in the car they were busy discussing about the entry place to the location. Petrified, we quickly left that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost coming to 5am, we went to the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beach Site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where we could view the planes and out of boredom we were guessing which airline is approaching. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there at about 6 in the morning and proceeded to our next destination, the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jurong Hill Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Phng wanted to see the sunrise and dragged all the sleepy ones up the 3-storey slope. Even before we watched the sunrise, I complained about going home so we went down the 3-storey slope once again and left there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S: Well, anyway, car rental itself cost 70bucks and the fuel costs us 30bucks. So Sexy collected 25bucks from each of us and the Karaoke session costs about 16bucks per hour for a medium room and we stayed 3hours in there. So basically one of us paid 12 bucks. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some pictures of the day: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBlk12FzzZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MG1j9GpWBV8/s1600-h/That+Lady+&amp;amp;+Phng+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195294521364303250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBlk12FzzZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MG1j9GpWBV8/s200/That+Lady+%26+Phng+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phng + Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBlk2mFzzaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zMzW5iOSwFc/s1600-h/That+Lady+&amp;amp;+Phng+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195294534249205154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBlk2mFzzaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zMzW5iOSwFc/s200/That+Lady+%26+Phng+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phng + The Mystery Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBlk22FzzbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WqlTRRKnZA8/s1600-h/Phng+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195294538544172466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBlk22FzzbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WqlTRRKnZA8/s200/Phng+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiy3GFzzVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/OGO3Z66zdbc/s1600-h/That+Lady+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098829769395538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiy3GFzzVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/OGO3Z66zdbc/s200/That+Lady+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Lady Shot 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiy3WFzzWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eT4f4ZPzYP4/s1600-h/That+Lady+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098834064362850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiy3WFzzWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eT4f4ZPzYP4/s200/That+Lady+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd be the one I treasure always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiy3mFzzXI/AAAAAAAAAII/qe6GzmD3OC0/s1600-h/That+Lady+&amp;amp;+Phng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098838359330162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiy3mFzzXI/AAAAAAAAAII/qe6GzmD3OC0/s200/That+Lady+%26+Phng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always there when I need her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyrWFzzQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IZiXzsSzI2o/s1600-h/Sexy+-+Jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098627905932546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyrWFzzQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IZiXzsSzI2o/s200/Sexy+-+Jay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her, there's laughters and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyrmFzzRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/wSRJVQ0ZCYc/s1600-h/Sexy+-+Jay+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098632200899858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyrmFzzRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/wSRJVQ0ZCYc/s200/Sexy+-+Jay+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jay Zhou is in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiysGFzzSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EBsQ9nf2e-8/s1600-h/Sexy+-+Jay+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098640790834466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiysGFzzSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EBsQ9nf2e-8/s200/Sexy+-+Jay+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong if you think I can't see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiysWFzzTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/QAhBhZraR1c/s1600-h/Sexy+Solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098645085801778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiysWFzzTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/QAhBhZraR1c/s200/Sexy+Solo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the real SEXY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiysmFzzUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nMzT6jDkDHE/s1600-h/That+Lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098649380769090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiysmFzzUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nMzT6jDkDHE/s200/That+Lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Lady Shot 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyamFzzLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gPhoI3ip83c/s1600-h/Jurong+Hill+Park+With+Cindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098340143123634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyamFzzLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gPhoI3ip83c/s200/Jurong+Hill+Park+With+Cindy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretty viewing the beautiful Jurong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiya2FzzMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uhjl9UpMJsk/s1600-h/Phng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098344438090946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiya2FzzMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uhjl9UpMJsk/s200/Phng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I would trust most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiybWFzzNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/16ajtBqaFtw/s1600-h/Phng+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098353028025554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiybWFzzNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/16ajtBqaFtw/s200/Phng+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this &lt;strong&gt;ring-a-bell&lt;/strong&gt; to you? &lt;em&gt;Yes, she's the next "BOBO"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyb2FzzOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sO3JM50fLfU/s1600-h/Phng+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098361617960162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyb2FzzOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sO3JM50fLfU/s200/Phng+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She filled up our empty days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiycGFzzPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/llSvXnOex9E/s1600-h/Sexy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098365912927474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiycGFzzPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/llSvXnOex9E/s200/Sexy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy + My Shades = My Sexy Shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyH2FzzGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_WdgjwUz_4M/s1600-h/Cindy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098018020576354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyH2FzzGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_WdgjwUz_4M/s200/Cindy+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who's been there always, no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyIGFzzHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Dtw4XpHJRKU/s1600-h/Cindy+Solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098022315543666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyIGFzzHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Dtw4XpHJRKU/s200/Cindy+Solo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: Snap-shotted by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyI2FzzII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nNponVgHG9c/s1600-h/Jurong+Hill+Park+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098035200445570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyI2FzzII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nNponVgHG9c/s200/Jurong+Hill+Park+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Hill Park: View 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyJWFzzJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gE8w7MDIA-0/s1600-h/Jurong+Hill+Park+View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098043790380178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyJWFzzJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gE8w7MDIA-0/s200/Jurong+Hill+Park+View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Hill Park: View 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyJmFzzKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/H-aD9Xg9Fso/s1600-h/Jurong+Hill+Park+View+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195098048085347490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBiyJmFzzKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/H-aD9Xg9Fso/s200/Jurong+Hill+Park+View+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Hill Park: View 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixxWFzzBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Iv-iEbLyPVM/s1600-h/That+Lady+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195097631473519634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixxWFzzBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Iv-iEbLyPVM/s200/That+Lady+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Lady Shot 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixxmFzzCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R37Ea3UcJQ8/s1600-h/That+Lady+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195097635768486946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixxmFzzCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R37Ea3UcJQ8/s200/That+Lady+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Lady Shot 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixx2FzzDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Z9tzpBUJVAg/s1600-h/That+Lady+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195097640063454258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixx2FzzDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Z9tzpBUJVAg/s200/That+Lady+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Lady Shot 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixyWFzzEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wFJdWXsA3FE/s1600-h/That+Lady+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195097648653388866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixyWFzzEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wFJdWXsA3FE/s200/That+Lady+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Lady Shot 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixymFzzFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/k8j4xSIpYAo/s1600-h/That+Lady+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195097652948356178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/SBixymFzzFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/k8j4xSIpYAo/s200/That+Lady+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Lady Shot 7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-3744424375141841277?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/3744424375141841277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-4105369639109276821</id><published>2008-04-07T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:59:15.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Him ~ To The Bits</title><content type='html'>Finally, I saw him today. Was awakened by "xiaobai" &lt;em&gt;(my parrot) &lt;/em&gt;she kept calling non-stop, and yes I know she's hungry but I just can't be bothered. &lt;em&gt;(I'm really tired from the umpteen sleepless nights, you see..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fully awake by 12plus and went bathing straight. Packed some food from home for him and off I went. Dad alighted me at the Kranji MRT Station and I took a cab there for convenience. =) When I reached his house, really surprised to find his room totally empty. Expected to see some &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"messy coffee cans and styrofoam food boxes"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; around actually. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some slacking around and we went Hougang Green to have hubby's haircut, then went shopping for some groceries. Those were really heavy, so they were left to his hands. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk140/thatlady_heloves/06042008139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk140/thatlady_heloves/06042008139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groceries - Hubby, Photo-taking - Me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk140/thatlady_heloves/06042008140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk140/thatlady_heloves/06042008140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A random snap-shot of the "poor" hubby (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-4105369639109276821?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4105369639109276821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=4105369639109276821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4105369639109276821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/4105369639109276821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-i-saw-him-today.html' title='I Love Him ~ To The Bits'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-6969178629552464850</id><published>2008-04-04T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:59:34.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww.... I Miss Him !!</title><content type='html'>This is the 3rd day I've not seen him. I'm starting to get frustated as days go by. How I wish he is now back to my side, covering my blanket to sleep every night. I really miss him, I just wonder how he's doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/R_ZKiR8ryNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RdYEZ-kMaNA/s1600-h/24022008015[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185413973757642962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/R_ZKiR8ryNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RdYEZ-kMaNA/s320/24022008015%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/R_ZIzx8ryMI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZaBcJuCPZpc/s1600-h/CIMG2731.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, it was such a miracle that Jamie messaged me in MSN, telling me she's seen my blog. Seriously, I'm shocked. We chatted about loads of topics since we haven't been chatting with each other for about 1-2 years (I think). =) It is really nice to chat about the old times. Well, she's fortunate and a genius. She's finished studying her polys and is now awaiting to get into the uni. How I wish I was her. She envy me as I'm working and have got money to spend, whereas I envy her as she have got her studies excelled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While chatting with her, I kept thinking about the past times. Regret all the things done, all the trouble given and really regretted not studying well. Should I be given a chance, I'd make sure I study and go in-to uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie, if you're reading this post, let me tell you. I believe you can enter the U. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, getting tired after a few sleepless nights. Guess I'd just have to give it a try to go sleeping. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-6969178629552464850?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/6969178629552464850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=6969178629552464850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6969178629552464850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/6969178629552464850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-3rd-day-ive-not-seen-him.html' title='Aww.... I Miss Him !!'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ix2U8RMwKi0/R_ZKiR8ryNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RdYEZ-kMaNA/s72-c/24022008015%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-8365671254912659583</id><published>2008-04-03T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:18:34.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING, READ THIS POST ONLY IF YOU'RE OVER 18. (:</title><content type='html'>Oh my, I definitely REFUSE to go to this clinic anymore. This is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been menstruating for four (4) months, all cos' of some "small-tumour" in my body. My previous doctor says it's too small to be removed. Therefore I can only have two choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To take medication, make it smaller then disappear as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wait for it to become bigger then remove it (safer as it wouldn't come back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I took the first choice. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, I went to this clinic to get my usual hormones medication to make my menses come earlier. They insisted on doing an ultrasound or what we commonly known as, the "scan", so I relunctantly agreed. Previously, before visiting the clinic, I called and they told me to drink tons of water. (really weird, other clinics do not practise, or at least my previous one did not practise this) So, I did, out of the sake of my medication. When I first went in, my dialogue with the doctor is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Hello, so what can I do for you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, I haven't been menstruating for the past three to four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Have you had sex or do you think you have a chance of getting pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nopes, no sex and no chance of getting pregnant obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: What makes you so sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, doctor ah, I've got &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO SEX ACTIVITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, how to get pregnant?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Alright, since you're so sure, when is your last period?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, around December... (still thinking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Exact date? Before or after christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ehs, I think after christmas. Might be 26th. But hor, previously... (got &lt;em&gt;CUT&lt;/em&gt; off by him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Okay, stand up, go to the bed, we're going to do the scanning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, okay. (walked over there and I asked &lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt; politely) So I have to take off my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Of course lah! You think your house, your room, your bed ah! Where got your bed clean then make people bed dirty one?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I'm starting to get frustated when this happens...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;After scanning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Oh! You got no urine in your bladder, can't get accurate scannings. I'm going to do scanning inside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, okay. Can I drink water and wait outside instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: I got no time for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay loh, then you scan loh. (&lt;em&gt;Reluctantly agreed when I don't even know what's that)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nurses came in after a while&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Take off your panties and skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You mean remove the whole thing or only pull it down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Do you even understand english? Take off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, I'm FREAKING angry. I AM PAYING YOU TO GET MY MEDICATION!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Put your butt at the bed side and open your both legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh, for what? Why must like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: That's the "inside-scanning" procedure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He started taking the "stick" and squeezed some gel onto it. Then, he rubbed against my "darling" and in he poke the "stick" !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL! EXCUSE ME, DID YOU EVEN TELL ME THIS IS GOING TO HAPPEN?!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh doctor, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY PAIN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Don't move, relax. (he's teaching the new nurse when the freaking thing is stuck into my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"darling")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Please, can you remove the thing before you teach your nurse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doctor: Little bit also cannot stand the discomfort.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(mind you, it's PAIN, not DISCOMFORT)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this went on and his rambling went on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally walked out of the consultation room, my face was totally charcoal. So Sam asked me what happen, I told her that I'm FREAKING unhappy and told her the whole experience. She laughed and told me NEVER to come again. I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the thing that went into me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk140/thatlady_heloves/UltrasoundMachine.jpg"&gt;http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk140/thatlady_heloves/UltrasoundMachine.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question: Guess how much the bill was?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answer: S$ 40 (for the lousy and rude consultation), S$ 65 (for the PAIN and "discomfort" scan, S$ 7.00 (for my medication)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Total: S$ 112.00 (that is what I spent, for wanting to get my MEDICINE)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*crys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Current RUDE AND UNPOLITE Doctor / Clinic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John T. L. Lim Clinic &amp;amp; Surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor I Consulted: Dr. Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Address: Blk 492, Jurong West St. 41, #01-80 Singapore 640492&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever visit them unless you're seeking pain. =) *This is just my own experience though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-8365671254912659583?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8365671254912659583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=8365671254912659583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8365671254912659583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/8365671254912659583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-i-definitely-refuse-to-go-to-this.html' title='WARNING, READ THIS POST ONLY IF YOU&apos;RE OVER 18. (:'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-667035854535115745</id><published>2008-04-02T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:00:55.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April's Fool !</title><content type='html'>Today, he's leaving for home. He needs to settle some home matters, and once he goes, it'd be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;days counting from now. I'm sure going to miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went home straight after work. I'm so so so tired even after the 12 hours sleep yesterday. [".] Well, have got something to share. I was SO busy at work today! My whole table was in a mess and documents keep coming even before I finish the first one. Gosh, can't someone just make life easier for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to Phng on MSN today. Freak her, she's a liar. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; talk to her during April 1st. She'd tell you something serious, make you worried and tell you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;APRIL FOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I was that idiot who believed her. -.-" Anyway, I'm looking forward for her coming back. We are supposed to go visit that 10 bucks KTV, REMEMBER! Please huh, don't &lt;em&gt;"dua"&lt;/em&gt; me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankyou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm still in the "hubby-went-home" mood, so not really have any mood or anything to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8512335035501116875-667035854535115745?l=thelady-heloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/feeds/667035854535115745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8512335035501116875&amp;postID=667035854535115745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/667035854535115745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8512335035501116875/posts/default/667035854535115745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-heloves.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-hes-leaving-for-home.html' title='April&apos;s Fool !'/><author><name>e-fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10922890318927769664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512335035501116875.post-2567446762553955160</id><published>2008-04-01T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:00:29.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only You'd Told Me Earlier.....</title><content type='html'>I do not know if I'm able to put my feelings into words. I'd try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quarrelled last night before turning in. All my fault, I keep thinking he no longer loves me and no longer have any feelings for me. Those are just my part of thinking, he told me. After some time of quarrelling, he suddenly told me that we are not suitable to be together. He told me I'm his burden and his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;obstacle stone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, not his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stepping stone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am his burden, my illness is his burden, everything that I do leads to his problems. I cried and cried for a "i-dunno-how-long" period and fell asleep soundly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awakened by his alarm clock but went back to sleep assuming that he would wake me up as usual, but he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up only to find that it's 8:05am already. I took a quick shower and off I go to work. When I saw him at the office, he voided me. I wanted to tell him how sorry I was, and how much I love him but because of my stupid "i-want-face" attitude, I kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 12:30pm, we quarrelled again. All because of our work. We shouted in the office, I cried again and he told me we're really not suitable to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're really not meant to be. June 30th is our 3rd year together, we still can't settle the problems between us. I guess it's really time for me to let go. I don't want to be your burden, don't want to be your obstacle. I do not know if time would heal the wounds this relationship inflicted on me, do not know if I'm able to lead this life without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know without you if I would be able to eat by myself, sleep each night without you by my side, hunt the monsters without you helping me, roller-blade without you holding me. 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