<?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-7876911009880917682</id><updated>2011-09-17T01:28:50.235+08:00</updated><category term='Automobile'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='Party'/><category term='EarBug'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Girlfriends'/><category term='BitchFits'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Reads'/><category term='Bake/Cook'/><category term='♥Zhu Tao'/><category term='Snaps'/><category term='Property'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Selling'/><category term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>jojossss</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>420</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3201227144819167358</id><published>2010-02-25T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:04:13.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Shifted, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blog shifted. :)&lt;br /&gt;Email/MSN for new URL. Subject to whether I'd like to let you know or not. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheers. o.ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3201227144819167358?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3201227144819167358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/shifted-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3201227144819167358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3201227144819167358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/shifted-again.html' title='Shifted, again.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8101801015666998953</id><published>2010-02-24T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:47:56.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EarBug'/><title type='text'>TaeYang ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPLGvwSuSAk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPLGvwSuSAk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My latest obsession - TaeYang ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8101801015666998953?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8101801015666998953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/taeyang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8101801015666998953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8101801015666998953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/taeyang.html' title='TaeYang ♥'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6512130892386967895</id><published>2010-02-21T22:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T00:09:51.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>大家一起捞鱼生！Huat ah! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A very well-spent weekend I had.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it didn't have to end, as I really really am dreading work. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FF1DVepSI/AAAAAAAAGDI/Tuhik7im-As/s1600-h/72.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440706602571048226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FF1DVepSI/AAAAAAAAGDI/Tuhik7im-As/s320/72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught this with Yeappie at AMK last friday. I was looking forward to it 'cause of Raymond Lam's appearance in it! Woohoo! I was surprised to see Justin Lo's appearance as well! :D Love the casts totally! As for the plot, it's a little lame - HAHA lame. The chinese dubbed sucks tho. I want to watch the actual Cantonese version of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see our seller at Seng Kang after the movie, and we sat there talking to him for almost 3 hours before we left. We planned for a few viewings for the next day too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday, I woke up early to help my mom with the preparations of food to welcome all my relatives over for the yearly CNY gathering. It's my brother's birthday as well as the 7th day of CNY, which means it's everybody's birthday! :D I helped to prepare till about 2pm, before leaving house to meet Yeappie for 2 viewings at Seng Kang. After the viewings, I head back home to play host again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FOQ_Qm8TI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/_HCtds0VTI0/s1600-h/IMG_0721.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440715878606238002" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FOQ_Qm8TI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/_HCtds0VTI0/s320/IMG_0721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FOaT9CvqI/AAAAAAAAGDY/x5g8uksKwnE/s1600-h/IMG_0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440716038780141218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FOaT9CvqI/AAAAAAAAGDY/x5g8uksKwnE/s320/IMG_0724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yums! My dad spent close to $300 for these food. Nope, this isn't buffet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house was almost packed when I got home at 4ish. Mahjong at the corridor, adults and kids everywhere. And at about 5pm, we sang my brother a birthday song, and at the same time, we 捞鱼生! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FPG8keM4I/AAAAAAAAGDg/uTtHjPWWjY8/s1600-h/IMG_0718.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440716805597180802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FPG8keM4I/AAAAAAAAGDg/uTtHjPWWjY8/s320/IMG_0718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a Tiramisu Cake, paid a Tiramisu Cake price, and yet we got a Sponge cake! The bakery's very dishonest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FRKCGx-zI/AAAAAAAAGDo/g5xS2mhHuxM/s1600-h/IMG_0739.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440719057646123826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FRKCGx-zI/AAAAAAAAGDo/g5xS2mhHuxM/s320/IMG_0739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jeNvgYwbjiM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jeNvgYwbjiM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began tossing &lt;em&gt;Yu sheng&lt;/em&gt; after that. Huat ah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate, we gambled, we hung around and it was already 12mn when the last person left. Cleaned up abit before I finally turned in at 3am. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, supposed to meet Yeappie, Tiffi &amp;amp; Edwin to cycle at ECP. Yeappie and I were having lunch at Casuarina, when Tiffi called saying that Edwin had fallen ill, so prolly had to postpone our cycling trip. Haha, that's okay with us anyway, because it began pouring shortly. :) Head home to change, before going down to Uncle Gary's place at Admiralty for the usual CNY gathering. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a little uncomfortable that some woman is reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm contemplating of shifting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Kids these days are so "in". At 4, they know how to use a Mac Book! :o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6512130892386967895?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6512130892386967895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/huat-ah-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6512130892386967895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6512130892386967895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/huat-ah-d.html' title='大家一起捞鱼生！Huat ah! :D'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S4FF1DVepSI/AAAAAAAAGDI/Tuhik7im-As/s72-c/72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3120644618361040157</id><published>2010-02-16T21:46:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:08:26.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Dong dong dong dong qiang~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pull your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May everyone be prettier/handsome-r, richer in terms of $ and love, healthier (or remain as healthy) &amp;amp; happier and at peace always! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you spend your Lunar New Year?&lt;br /&gt;Mine was quite of the norm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the Eve - 13th Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our Reunion dinner at home, my family and I went to absorb some of the atmosphere over at Chinatown. It was quite the same, and the crowd wasn't as overwhelming as the previous years. We walked around the CNY bazaar, bought some goodies and made our way back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, this narrow alley outside a Bak Kwa stall (which was closed and lights were off so it's pretty dark) was really really jammed up with people going both directions. So we went through it in a single file manner - my mom in front of me, and both my dad and brother behind me. I was using my mom to cover my front and at the same time protect her, my dad was supposed to be behind protecting us, but he got pushed to the back shortly. Then, some bloody asshole pinched my butt. I stunned, but was too late to react and tried to walk out of the crowd. But who knows, after awhile, a second asshole pinched my butt again! This time I reacted, turned behind and "OEI" loudly, loud enough for all to hear. It was too dark, and I couldn't tell who was that asshole. My father heard, and knew instantly what happened, so he grabbed the bag of the most suspicious guy (a bangala) from the side of people going the opposite direction and started shouting at him in Malay. But this bangala kept denying, and said he didn't do it. Idiots! Forget it, I just hope the real culprit's hands will ROT! Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't let this kinda guy ruin our CNY. After Chinatown, my family joined the rest of my relatives at Joo Chiat Temple for some midnight praying. Once the clock struck 12, we wished one another, hung around before leaving for home at 1ish. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CNY Day 1 - 14th Feb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like every year, we woke up early and went for some morning praying nearby, before going to my Ah Gong's place which is just 2 blocks away from mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qq5gfyCsI/AAAAAAAAGBI/So52BWPu88g/s1600-h/IMG_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438847404955798210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qq5gfyCsI/AAAAAAAAGBI/So52BWPu88g/s320/IMG_0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qs6pFAuvI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/ydUxzlWMAmE/s1600-h/IMG_0655.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438849623462558450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qs6pFAuvI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/ydUxzlWMAmE/s320/IMG_0655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time never take a photo with my beloved Gonggong. ♥&lt;br /&gt;The hero who babysits me even before I started walking and saved me from my used-to-be violent brother. HAHA. o.ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Gonggong's house, we went next door to my 大伯's house, where we sat around, mingled, caught up - you know the usual stuffs. :) We left for my 姨妈's home at Woodlands at about noon time. That was where we stayed throughout the night, eating and gambling. Hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qtsEXrA3I/AAAAAAAAGBY/I07JYv3dH7I/s1600-h/IMG_0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438850472602174322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qtsEXrA3I/AAAAAAAAGBY/I07JYv3dH7I/s320/IMG_0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing my Family Game - 牛. Won quite a fair bit on the first day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, my whole family wanted to head out for some activities. Partyworld - no one answered the phone for reservation. Watch Movie - tickets sold out. Kbox/Top One - too expensive. TCSS - closed. River Ang Pau/Sentosa - some of them not interested. Almost settled for Thai Disco or Boat Quay, but in the end, we went to none, as some still preferred playing mahjong. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CNY Day 2 - 15th Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were supposed to reach Uncle Raymond's house at Punggol before 11am that day. It's because we planned to take a family portrait. The same place we took our last photos with my late Popo. :( Come to think of it, the photo my family took with my late popo was the ONLY one we took, and my ex-boyfriend was in it too. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, we took a NEW family portrait today! With Uncle Raymond's $1000 over DSLR and many other digital cameras, we snapped some really beautiful portraits. Awesomeness! :D 7 faces missing tho - Big Uncle, Stanley &amp;amp; fiancee and Derrick &amp;amp; Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwJdgXOxI/AAAAAAAAGBg/iSwR6G6RVhg/s1600-h/IMG_0668.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438853176588974866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwJdgXOxI/AAAAAAAAGBg/iSwR6G6RVhg/s320/IMG_0668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwcYETR6I/AAAAAAAAGBo/xDWdztTZLqk/s1600-h/IMG_0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438853501546612642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwcYETR6I/AAAAAAAAGBo/xDWdztTZLqk/s320/IMG_0669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwjTLu4SI/AAAAAAAAGBw/1yTzM0OcADw/s1600-h/IMG_0670.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438853620494688546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwjTLu4SI/AAAAAAAAGBw/1yTzM0OcADw/s320/IMG_0670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Final Take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwx9Yr8xI/AAAAAAAAGB4/VTQRuLy8M6A/s1600-h/IMG_0666.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438853872341480210" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qwx9Yr8xI/AAAAAAAAGB4/VTQRuLy8M6A/s320/IMG_0666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene &amp;amp; Me ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qxDII5A8I/AAAAAAAAGCI/-PZ6dY0PlyY/s1600-h/IMG_0672.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438854167285793730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qxDII5A8I/AAAAAAAAGCI/-PZ6dY0PlyY/s320/IMG_0672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're of the same Generation ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qxMUquI_I/AAAAAAAAGCQ/WgQja-snUNg/s1600-h/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438854325267735538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qxMUquI_I/AAAAAAAAGCQ/WgQja-snUNg/s320/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Before &amp;amp; After. Wahahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we were at Uncle Raymond's eating and gambling till late evening. Jolene, Zhengjie &amp;amp; their dad plus my family went to River Ang Pau at Marina together. Seems like this year's river ang pau was much better than the previous year, 'cause there's the fun fair! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qxx1ROuLI/AAAAAAAAGCY/KICmhA8CrMI/s1600-h/IMG_0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438854969674348722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qxx1ROuLI/AAAAAAAAGCY/KICmhA8CrMI/s320/IMG_0679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhengjie and I tried out this Top Gun, which goes up and flipped us upside down, rotating 360 degrees. It was very thrilling! Both of us enjoyed it very very much, but I think our dads' heart almost dropped when we were up there. Hahaha. Me loves thriling rides. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, enjoyed the light-ups, had supper at Mac before we called it a day at 1ish. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CNY Day 3 - 16th Feb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in to our fill, before waking up for 3rd rounds of visiting. Were at Bishan in the morning, before heading over to Uncle Alex's at Woodlands in the afternoon. Ate and gambled for a short while before leaving to meet Li'e, Yun and Zhiling to visit our Conrad Security Uncle Kok Hwa's place at AMK. It's our 4th year there! Hahaha. Played Blackjack, and I lost about $10. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qy2prX4nI/AAAAAAAAGCg/XMcD91bA3IA/s1600-h/IMG_0699.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438856151973749362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qy2prX4nI/AAAAAAAAGCg/XMcD91bA3IA/s320/IMG_0699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Kok Hwa slimmed down manymany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qzHhGvinI/AAAAAAAAGCo/f4lvD4uBSQc/s1600-h/IMG_0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438856441730402930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qzHhGvinI/AAAAAAAAGCo/f4lvD4uBSQc/s320/IMG_0706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at his Conrad Bears collection! :o&lt;br /&gt;I only had 1 Giant one and about 4 small ones, which I threw all away 4 years ago. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qzf9WuJmI/AAAAAAAAGCw/Vu7VOZzu_M8/s1600-h/IMG_0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438856861630473826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qzf9WuJmI/AAAAAAAAGCw/Vu7VOZzu_M8/s320/IMG_0707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea, we played a short while of Mahjong too! Giving Zhiling some Mahjong lessons, you see. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many other Conrad staffs dropped by too. We felt its more like Hari Raye than CNY, because most of them were Malays. There's Nigerian too! Vietnamese as well. Hahaha. International gathering. :o And so the 4 of us left at 8ish. Passed by AMK Hub, and snapped some photos like the previous years too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qz_qNlTsI/AAAAAAAAGC4/dRF-hC5z270/s1600-h/IMG_0713.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438857406247685826" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qz_qNlTsI/AAAAAAAAGC4/dRF-hC5z270/s320/IMG_0713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3q0NBsP76I/AAAAAAAAGDA/AUFm3P6qKks/s1600-h/IMG_0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438857635888623522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3q0NBsP76I/AAAAAAAAGDA/AUFm3P6qKks/s320/IMG_0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all sticky and sweaty when we snapped these. Hahaha, weather's damn hot lah! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah. There goes our CNY break. I'm so dreading work tomorrow. Boooooooooo. I can't wait for the coming weekend though! My house party and cycling with my bestfriends! Please tell me the weather's gonna be goooooooood. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our money keep rolling in &amp;amp; in &amp;amp; in &amp;amp; in,&lt;br /&gt;may help ascend upon us &amp;amp; pesky people out of the way,&lt;br /&gt;may we all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUAT AH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&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/7876911009880917682-3120644618361040157?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3120644618361040157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/dong-dong-dong-dong-qiang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3120644618361040157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3120644618361040157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/dong-dong-dong-dong-qiang.html' title='Dong dong dong dong qiang~'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3qq5gfyCsI/AAAAAAAAGBI/So52BWPu88g/s72-c/IMG_0652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7671838966678923645</id><published>2010-02-14T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:14:21.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Year of Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dear loveables, May your coming new year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness! 恭喜发财，新年快乐. 发到不清不楚！:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. Happy Valentine's Day, &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7671838966678923645?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7671838966678923645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7671838966678923645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7671838966678923645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-tiger.html' title='Year of Tiger'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-296616700176855226</id><published>2010-02-13T16:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:41:04.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Life isn’t a bed of roses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m been getting lazy to do things lately, including blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I think of them and imagine how I will do them, what I will write, which pictures to put up, etc. But laziness always takes the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was enjoying my frog leg porridge supper at Geylang last night, I realised how quickly time had actually passed. We've been eating this frog leg porridge for supper for almost a year plus, and we're still not sick of it. In fact, we've been so regular that the waiters always greet us during every visit and remembers our usual order. Haha. And I'm getting pretty used to seeing how the red light district really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the point actually. What I'm concern is how quickly time is passing, and how I'm always trying to catch up with Time. So much to do, so little time. Why? I've so many big plans in mind, yet so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do agree with what Tiffi said to me yesterday, I do miss the crazy times we had last year too. Then again, we can't be crazy and enjoy our whole life, when it's time to work hard, we got to do so. Let's work hard in our industry and travel together again soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the past week has been pretty queer. An ex-boyfriend contacted me on facebook. Someone whom I thought had evaporated into thin air. Someone I had really faint memory of. Someone I almost couldn't remember his face. He contacted me, and told me how much the past was haunting him and how he felt he had let me down. Honestly, I felt nothing. Zilch. Null. I didn't even felt like replying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all moved on, didn't we? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, it's CNY eve today. 旧的不去，新的不会来. Reunion dinner tonight. Let it be a joyous and sumptous one. Huat ar!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;恭喜发财，新年快乐.&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/7876911009880917682-296616700176855226?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/296616700176855226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-isnt-bed-of-roses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/296616700176855226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/296616700176855226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-isnt-bed-of-roses.html' title='Life isn’t a bed of roses.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5520207326810266199</id><published>2010-02-09T14:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:43:55.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><title type='text'>Glimpse of HOPE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heeheeheehee! I can't stop smiling right now, since last night actually. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;That's because, we got our first exclusive last night! Credits to Yeappie of cause! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before signing that exclusive, both Yeappie and I were out at Lido catching the preview of &lt;strong&gt;Percy Jackson &amp;amp; The Olympians: The Lightning Thief.&lt;/strong&gt; Because it was a Gala Preview, thus Yeappie did not bring his phone along and left it in his car (I smuggled mine in). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3D_ujsUbKI/AAAAAAAAGBA/J4QT2bNb9No/s1600-h/Percy_Jackson_%26_the_Olympians_The_Lightning_Thief_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436125925556382882" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3D_ujsUbKI/AAAAAAAAGBA/J4QT2bNb9No/s320/Percy_Jackson_%26_the_Olympians_The_Lightning_Thief_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anywhooos. This film is really out to amaze the young ones. It was pretty entertaining, tho' I find certain scenes to be really exaggerating! We are too matured for that. Haha. :x Percy Jackson looks rather charming tho, and that's a plus. Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the movie, Yeappie checked his phone and there were 2 missed calls. He called back, and its our seller at Seng Kang wanting to sell his flat. Since we were already out (tho casually dressed), we made an appointment 2 hours later. We had a quick supper, and drove to Yeappie's place to grab some forms before heading down to Seng Kang for the meeting at 11pm. Yeappie really did a great job, and yes, we got the exclusive to sell! Hehehe. We couldn't stop smiling, and were really overjoyed! Can't wait to share this news with the other 2. We're doing this as a group thingy, and our team consisted of Singling (Perng Ceat's GF), Roy, Yeappie and me. One earns = 4 of us earn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows that throwing of flyers worked! All thanks to William and his friends who helped us distribute them over the weekend. Speaking of which, Sing Ling was the one who told me she got some poly friends who are willing to earn the extra money to help us distribute. Then Singling told me it's gonna be William who is helping us. Hahaha. MSL friend helped to print flyers, and another MSL friend helped to distribute them. What a small world. And William actually told me, they managed to cover 30 blocks the last 3 days. Effective!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an AWESOME news just before CNY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5520207326810266199?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5520207326810266199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/glimpse-of-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5520207326810266199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5520207326810266199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/glimpse-of-hope.html' title='Glimpse of HOPE!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S3D_ujsUbKI/AAAAAAAAGBA/J4QT2bNb9No/s72-c/Percy_Jackson_%26_the_Olympians_The_Lightning_Thief_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1257945214950830363</id><published>2010-02-07T21:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:21:39.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Bacon Bits in the Salad Bowl of Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It has been a busy busy weekend for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started of with an early viewing on Saturday morning, which made me believe that there ARE really nice and understanding clients out there, afterall. :) Despire failing to close that deal, I know there is still hope some day. Moreover, it's the new year period, thus the rather cool market. I'm hoping things to improve after CNY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that viewing, I quickly rushed off for my facial, then back home to do some works, then quickly got change before Han De came to pick me up in his bigbig car. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last 2 months, I initiated a class reunion for my poly classmates. It was really tough to gather everybody, and I almost gave up planning everything. Thankfully, we still made it happen, even though not everybody can make it. 6 of us turned up, and it was good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at Pitstop Cafe at Boat Quay, eating, catching up and playing games. It was great fun! We played games, and our forfeit was to drink water. Worst thing was, we were not allowed to go to the toilets till the end of everything. Damn funny! :D We caught up many many as well, before leaving the place at about 11pm, and Han De sent me back home in his bigbig car again. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S27IrhwlThI/AAAAAAAAGAo/BUWbHLBv3DA/s1600-h/IMG_0631.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435502450404838930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S27IrhwlThI/AAAAAAAAGAo/BUWbHLBv3DA/s320/IMG_0631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't upload all the pictures I snapped, but only this group photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S27K3DqulGI/AAAAAAAAGAw/OvJ40Z1RjfU/s1600-h/IMG_0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435504847508903010" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S27K3DqulGI/AAAAAAAAGAw/OvJ40Z1RjfU/s320/IMG_0633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S27LOvr5FdI/AAAAAAAAGA4/T5x5ou6Ap40/s1600-h/IMG_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435505254461937106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S27LOvr5FdI/AAAAAAAAGA4/T5x5ou6Ap40/s320/IMG_0634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doraemon PIG from Hong Kong!! Hande ordered it from Hong Kong, and he gave each of us to choose one, and I chose the PIG one. Damn cute!! Haha. Compare Hong Kong's edition with our Singapore edition Rabbit - what a huge difference in size. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BTW. It's been quite awhile since I last went to Boat Quay. That place changed so much, with many new pubs. Some really sleazy too! Okay, maybe not sleazy, just ... different? They have girls stationing outside the pub trying to pull customers in for "cheap bottles". I was stunned that the place has changed. Boat Quay has given me so much memories, and now I do not fancy going there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was totally zonked out last night, and KO-ed pretty early, considering it was a Saturday night. Haha. And this morning, I head out to shop for CNY stuffs with my family. The weather was damn hot! :Z Had an open house in the afternoon, before meeting my family out for more shopping at Bishan CNY Bazaar again. Despite the overwhelming crowd, The Bazaar seems pretty boring to me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more week to CNY. Huat ar! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1257945214950830363?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1257945214950830363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/bacon-bits-in-salad-bowl-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1257945214950830363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1257945214950830363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/bacon-bits-in-salad-bowl-of-life.html' title='Bacon Bits in the Salad Bowl of Life!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S27IrhwlThI/AAAAAAAAGAo/BUWbHLBv3DA/s72-c/IMG_0631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5917463132135041884</id><published>2010-02-04T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T02:24:57.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>♥ ♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OMGGGGG!!!!! ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XoK6oSYO3sc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XoK6oSYO3sc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/klivV4rtjm8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/klivV4rtjm8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop replaying these commercials! Best of the year! Muahaaahaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I am not a Pedobird. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5917463132135041884?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5917463132135041884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5917463132135041884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5917463132135041884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='♥ ♥ ♥'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8470518201509183300</id><published>2010-02-03T23:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:12:40.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Hachiko!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2mWwOkKmYI/AAAAAAAAGAI/0ZsTdHSFwjk/s1600-h/421px-Hachi_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434040180686887298" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2mWwOkKmYI/AAAAAAAAGAI/0ZsTdHSFwjk/s320/421px-Hachi_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hachiko: A Dog's Story&lt;/strong&gt; seriously moved me to tears. Fortunately, I'm watching it at home instead of the theatres. Sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Hollywood remake based on a true story about the faithful Japanese dog, Hachiko. It's the remake of the 1987 Japanese film - &lt;em&gt;Hachiko Monagatari&lt;/em&gt;. An unique and unbreakable bond was formed between a college professor and Hachi, when the professor takes in Hachi, who was abandoned at a train station. Everyday at 5pm, Hachi will be waiting for its master to be back from work at the train station. Everyday without fail, even when its master collapsed and died at work one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hachi waited through the rain, shine and snow for close to a decade. It grew old, and died at the same spot where it waited for its master everyday. And today, there is a stone statue of Hachi at Shibuya Station in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2mc9EhvpwI/AAAAAAAAGAg/WUEeZFQ_1bM/s1600-h/JP3_Hachiko_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434046998400444162" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2mc9EhvpwI/AAAAAAAAGAg/WUEeZFQ_1bM/s320/JP3_Hachiko_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of Shibuya Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are indeed man's best friend, and they are capable of feeling love and loss. And the film managed to effectively convey how human (and this very gifted dog) deal with grief, and how the cycle of life is observed by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a comforting thought that we are not alone in our sorrows, and what we call 'humanity' can exist behind the eyes of a family pet. It is also very fulfilling to know, or believe, that one can strike up a deep, meaningful relationship with a dog, and have that love reciprocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now ... I wished I do not have any phobia towards Dogs. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3s11acb7Z8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3s11acb7Z8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. I believe this original Japanese version of the movie would definitely be more real and nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8470518201509183300?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8470518201509183300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/hachiko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8470518201509183300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8470518201509183300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/hachiko.html' title='Hachiko!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2mWwOkKmYI/AAAAAAAAGAI/0ZsTdHSFwjk/s72-c/421px-Hachi_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-9190668762573378180</id><published>2010-02-01T23:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:53:34.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Money makes the world go round</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been too &lt;strike&gt;busy&lt;/strike&gt;lazy to blog these days. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was Yeappie's last day at the shithole, and today we were joined by an experienced sales person from one of our retailers. Haha, it sure felt really different without Yeappie in the office. Ohwells, when is it going to be my turn! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we had a farewell dinner with Yeappie at Sin Ming Industrial area. It's just the usuals - Uncle Sai, Yeappie, Evelyn, Carine and myself. Sin Ming Industrial may seems a little &lt;i&gt;ulu&lt;/i&gt;, but the &lt;i&gt;zhi cha&lt;/i&gt; at this Coffeeshop was awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b0IzOZ_zI/AAAAAAAAF_g/bGuml-iPZZk/s1600-h/IMG_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433298432495845170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b0IzOZ_zI/AAAAAAAAF_g/bGuml-iPZZk/s320/IMG_0596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Orh Seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="GIF animations generator gifup.com" href="http://gifup.com/show/2c771dca23"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="GIF animations generator gifup.com" src="http://gifup.com/data/gifs/2/c/7/2c771dca23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 yummylicious dishes! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the entire Sales &amp;amp; Marketing team chipped in, and we bought Yeappie a wallet and namecard case as his farewell gifts. Just what he needed, I hope! I recalled hearing him mentioned to me one day that he needed a new wallet anyways. I hope he liked what we got for him, and SELL MORE HOUSES! o.ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1Cro-z1I/AAAAAAAAF_o/2tiCnmqJWzo/s1600-h/22012010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433299426892238674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1Cro-z1I/AAAAAAAAF_o/2tiCnmqJWzo/s320/22012010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1IWYG3hI/AAAAAAAAF_w/n0BUSI85HJU/s1600-h/IMG_0576.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433299524263534098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1IWYG3hI/AAAAAAAAF_w/n0BUSI85HJU/s320/IMG_0576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1Pl1nyFI/AAAAAAAAF_4/Fw1RjnLNPxE/s1600-h/IMG_0585.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433299648672942162" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1Pl1nyFI/AAAAAAAAF_4/Fw1RjnLNPxE/s320/IMG_0585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1XBa4MqI/AAAAAAAAGAA/3ZYB3UCvoqw/s1600-h/IMG_0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433299776336048802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b1XBa4MqI/AAAAAAAAGAA/3ZYB3UCvoqw/s320/IMG_0588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our GIANT card and wishes. Haha, Uncle Sai was the one who picked that photo to place there. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't exactly farewell tho', since we'll still be working together. Then again, it sure felt different without Yeappie in the office with us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This CNY is sure going to be a GOOD one! :) Then again, it's the second CNY without our beloved Popo, and all of us still do missed her dearly. :( I'm glad our family are still pretty close, getting together once in awhile for gatherings. Hopefully this CNY we'll still be visiting one another. Anyway, my brother's birthday happens to fall on the 7th day of CNY, and thus we're holding a get-together for my relatives and at the same time celebrate his birthday. Haha, I will be sponsoring the cake, and I can't wait for this kinda happy occasion. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I recalled how is it like to miss somebody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-9190668762573378180?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/9190668762573378180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/money-makes-world-go-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/9190668762573378180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/9190668762573378180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/02/money-makes-world-go-round.html' title='Money makes the world go round'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S2b0IzOZ_zI/AAAAAAAAF_g/bGuml-iPZZk/s72-c/IMG_0596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7771117621426968364</id><published>2010-01-28T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:59:53.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>甘心替代你</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember the song playing on my blog? These days, I'm watching the gangster films which were very popular in the nineties - 古惑仔 (Young &amp;amp; Dangerous). I remembered watching them on TV when I was young, and I really LOVED the song so much then. Hearing it again today, I still love it as much. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday I took a day off and went down to RHB Bank to run some errands. All I can say is that - A STONE OFF MY CHEST! After 2 years, finally the burden's off! Hoooray! :D :D After which, I went for the division meeting and it had been a really fruitful one. My new friends are a bunch of really nice and fun people! Teehee. Lots of things to look forward to right now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's really easier said then done. It's definitely not easy. I've faced them personally. All the funny clients I've met so far are seriously... funny. It's reeeeallly hard to qualify whether one's genuine or not, and most of us were 'played' by them a few times. Time, effort &amp;amp; cost wasted on these property shoppers. Sigh. I need exclusive!! Ohwell, lots more to earn. Jiayou jiayou! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I had a really rough day at work. My friends at work would know why. Some people sure know how to pissed me off in the most subtle yet WORST way. Shan't elaborate, but I know I'll soon be joining Yeappie to be out of this place! Tomorrow we will be having a farewell dinner for him, and hopefully someday it'll be MY FAREWELL! Arghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY's nearing, and I've no CNY mood AT ALL this year. How about you? ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7771117621426968364?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7771117621426968364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7771117621426968364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7771117621426968364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_28.html' title='甘心替代你'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1172167896476113758</id><published>2010-01-23T11:32:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:35:23.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>我豁出去了!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since I was at Vivo, and I had no viewings last night, so I met up with Dong for dinner. Sorry for cancelling on you the other day. Well, I was craving for steak last night, so we dined at Swensen's. Thanks for the birthday treat, dong! I guess I owed you 3 treats now. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go into Sentosa to explore the Resorts World Sentosa after dinner. The last time I went into Sentosa was .... 2008! That's about 2 years ago man! Haha. Anyway, with a "Sentosa Staff" around, I don't really have to look out where I'm heading to - because Dong sure knows his way around. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the monorail and alighted at Imbiah Station, where the Merlion is at. The fountain (larling! the one we took many pictures at few years ago is gone!) that used to be in front of the Merlion has been demolished. The entire area has changed so much. It has transformed into Genting-like. We walked to RWS, and explored the few hotels that were already opened. Most of the boutiques were closed at 7pm, because if I'm not wrong, they'll only open till late once the Universal Studios Theme Park is open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1pvqPmI9GI/AAAAAAAAF-g/r2_QLhm_luo/s1600-h/IMG_0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429775072280245346" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1pvqPmI9GI/AAAAAAAAF-g/r2_QLhm_luo/s320/IMG_0509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We explored Hard Rock Hotel Singapore first, and I love love love the open concept lobby lounge (no pictures). Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1pwFDzxCkI/AAAAAAAAF-o/cOkSStKoNy8/s1600-h/IMG_0519.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429775532972640834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1pwFDzxCkI/AAAAAAAAF-o/cOkSStKoNy8/s320/IMG_0519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Festive Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From Festive Hotel, we can link to the Galleria, the Casino, and Hotel Michael. The path to the Casino is damn cool! It's called the Hall of Treasures, with some graphic effects and surround sounds. We felt like we were walking into some Museums or something. And The Galleria is where all the boutiques are located. Most of the boutiques look pretty high-end. Victoria Secret's from the States is there too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qCYmDTLJI/AAAAAAAAF-w/aYzNyLfL-eg/s1600-h/IMG_0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429795659791412370" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qCYmDTLJI/AAAAAAAAF-w/aYzNyLfL-eg/s320/IMG_0568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qCfuRDJxI/AAAAAAAAF-4/gusLnXIQMKc/s1600-h/IMG_0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429795782255650578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qCfuRDJxI/AAAAAAAAF-4/gusLnXIQMKc/s320/IMG_0524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qDB6uZw5I/AAAAAAAAF_A/jZo0L4tjtdo/s1600-h/IMG_0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429796369715544978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qDB6uZw5I/AAAAAAAAF_A/jZo0L4tjtdo/s320/IMG_0566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Dong so lame lor! He asked me whether that crown's above his head, and asked me to snap this. Lolol !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qDUUKtYKI/AAAAAAAAF_I/zLvFT3Cpm2E/s1600-h/IMG_0530.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429796685782802594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qDUUKtYKI/AAAAAAAAF_I/zLvFT3Cpm2E/s320/IMG_0530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall of Treasures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qEbDuV0wI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/-rwIO9mnGkk/s1600-h/IMG_0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429797901139563266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qEbDuV0wI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/-rwIO9mnGkk/s320/IMG_0539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Casino Entrance, with about 16 Singaporean/PR gantries, 4 or 6 Overseas Guests gantries, 1 handicap gantry and 4 Exits. It really looked very grand, and the whole place felt like Genting. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to Hotel Michael after we're done exploring the Casino. There's 2 really huge and interested naked statues at the entrance. I heard it's based on some Feng Shui that they placed those two statues there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qE9itPUMI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/Agd9vdSs0Eo/s1600-h/IMG_0558.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429798493571993794" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1qE9itPUMI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/Agd9vdSs0Eo/s320/IMG_0558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're done exploring all the areas that are opened to Public, we went to the coach station near the Casino to take the SMRT Bus RWS8 back to Vivocity. The coach station (and taxi stand) is in the basement carpark itself, and the carpark road is damn narrow! The bus ride out was damn jerky, as the driver kept jamming the brake while making all the sharp turns. The aunties and ah ma on the bus were complaining damn loudly in cantonese they gonna vomit soon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we took a train back home at about 10ish. With all the walking and stuffs, my legs were damn 'lemon' at the end of the day. Can't wait for the Theme Park to be open! Then again, the entrance fee is damn ex, 60 plus or so. Ohwells, it was a good breather last night. Thanks Dong for the dinner once again!!! :D I hope the next time round when we meet, you'll bring your girlfriend along. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures, view &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=138506&amp;amp;id=600585673&amp;amp;l=0f514d0f4c" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've been tweeting (see on the left) and FB-ing using my phone alot lately. Love my data plans! Twitter is such wonderful micro-blogging tool. Guess I'll be tweeting more often than I'll blog from now on. Haha. ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I've a viewing at Woodlands this afternoon. I'm feeling really nervous right now! Wish me luck please! I have to work hard, as I really 豁出去了! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1172167896476113758?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1172167896476113758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1172167896476113758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1172167896476113758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_23.html' title='我豁出去了!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1pvqPmI9GI/AAAAAAAAF-g/r2_QLhm_luo/s72-c/IMG_0509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1352745284457148116</id><published>2010-01-21T12:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:25:13.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>So much to do; so little time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something made me came to my realisation that -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was at the Ben's &amp;amp; Jerry's in Singapore Zoo and not Hong Kong!&lt;br /&gt;Then again, why bother? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutout to Tiffy darl, I got your email. So glad you're back from Canada! Will reply your email with tonnes of updates soon. Goodluck with your job hunt! Meanwhile, I'll help you look out too. Can't wait to have you hear, so much nearer, soon! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTA meeting last night. I find my team members really fun-loving. Haha, can't wait to start our big plan and earn money! Division meeting next week, so guess I'll be seeing Danny soon. I felt really excited after last night's meeting. There's so much to look forward to all of a sudden. Than again, so many to do yet so little time. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn. A bottle of chicken essence every two days still didn't worked. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1352745284457148116?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1352745284457148116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1352745284457148116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1352745284457148116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html' title='So much to do; so little time'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3847825288242524942</id><published>2010-01-18T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:32:05.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><title type='text'>The basis of optimism is sheer terror.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since the day I've decided to step into the property line (especially part time), I knew it's never going to be easy for me. I have my liabilities and fears, and I'm putting my all and more to overcome every of it. Hearing Yeappie talked about his encounters feared me even more. :( It's really tough when my phone kept ringing, and I had to talk discreetly in office. I can't make phone calls openly at work too. Every minute is an oppotunity, which I cannot afford to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. It's okay! With every fear or hurdles I faced, I reminded myself of my ultimate goal and reason of doing this. I know I have to do it, I just got to do it. 只许成功，不许失败! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family were really supportive of me doing this. When they knew I had to DIY distributing my flyers, my dad offered to chauffeur me to and fro whereas both my brother and mom helped me with the distributing. Last night, we covered 20 HDB blocks, 1 Condo and 2 streets of landed properties at Yishun area in 1.5 hour. I hate distributing at the private landed housing area, because there are quite alot of units with pet dogs. They barked whenever we approached the letterbox outside. I was scared stiff, so we moved on to HDB instead. It was good experience though. You'll never feel how it's like doing it yourself. Then again, doing this on my own is really time and energy consuming, hence I hope to be able to hire flyer distributors to do this for me in the near future. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my priority is to set my work right, hence sometimes I had to cancel dates with friends because of last minute viewing appointments. I hereby hope that these friends of mine would not blame me for cancelling on them. It's not that friends are not important to me, because they are important to me! But do allow me to set my career on track first before I can have more leisure time with you guys. Really sorry about it, and thanks for being ever so understanding. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have a few listings on hand currently. So, goodluck to me yo!! And hopefully Yeappie can close his current deal too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I love my new blog song! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3847825288242524942?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3847825288242524942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/basis-of-optimism-is-sheer-terror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3847825288242524942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3847825288242524942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/basis-of-optimism-is-sheer-terror.html' title='The basis of optimism is sheer terror.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2584507618588939833</id><published>2010-01-17T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:44:14.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>海派甜心</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eJj6Cng0q_I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eJj6Cng0q_I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2584507618588939833?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2584507618588939833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2584507618588939833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2584507618588939833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='海派甜心'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-969458016411585916</id><published>2010-01-16T23:51:00.043+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:33:04.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>My Twenty Third. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another 9 more minutes and it'll be the end of my 23rd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday, and I felt it wasn't any day special but you know, just another day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, happy birthday to me! I had a really simple and heartwarming birthday this year. Thanks for all the celebration, gifts, cards, cakes, ang pau, sms wishes, facebook wishes, phone wishes, etc. Even people whom I didn't expect to remember my birthday, wished me too. Appreciate everything very much! I really do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, on the 14th, my larling dated me out for a simple celebration.&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Tampopo at Taka and shopped around town. Thanks for the present, the dinner and the birthday song on the dot over the phone! Love you Larling! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IMhrUDRII/AAAAAAAAF5Q/tR4xzlbSjgc/s1600-h/IMG_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427414273636910210" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IMhrUDRII/AAAAAAAAF5Q/tR4xzlbSjgc/s320/IMG_0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Japanese food at Tampopo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1INEg3d3cI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/dP_adj80NGk/s1600-h/IMG_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427414872128085442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1INEg3d3cI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/dP_adj80NGk/s320/IMG_0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1INce3j06I/AAAAAAAAF5g/R-MV0rz0Phw/s1600-h/IMG_0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427415283908465570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1INce3j06I/AAAAAAAAF5g/R-MV0rz0Phw/s320/IMG_0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IOCmGj_0I/AAAAAAAAF5o/5jI4MMkVk1E/s1600-h/IMG_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427415938685468482" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IOCmGj_0I/AAAAAAAAF5o/5jI4MMkVk1E/s320/IMG_0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gifts from larling. Hahaha. 一笔勾销, not. It's really innovative of her to add another pen, so that it won't be 一笔. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPHJNToRI/AAAAAAAAF5w/oQXDtf5KrbM/s1600-h/IMG_0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427417116340101394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPHJNToRI/AAAAAAAAF5w/oQXDtf5KrbM/s320/IMG_0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPUN66CbI/AAAAAAAAF54/HGcm664Dmzk/s1600-h/IMG_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427417340943403442" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPUN66CbI/AAAAAAAAF54/HGcm664Dmzk/s320/IMG_0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty three. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPiX0ziTI/AAAAAAAAF6A/EM7Oe0QAvhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427417584120334642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPiX0ziTI/AAAAAAAAF6A/EM7Oe0QAvhQ/s320/IMG_0404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took polaroids, and went Kino to deco them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPyNmtrKI/AAAAAAAAF6I/fu74m_VfcUc/s1600-h/IMG_0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427417856254782626" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IPyNmtrKI/AAAAAAAAF6I/fu74m_VfcUc/s320/IMG_0399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larling, thanks for everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, I had my celebration with my fabulous colleagues and friends. Teehee. I requested to have steamboat at our usual place - Novena. Initially, there was only Uncle Sai, Yeappie, Evelyn, Carine and myself present. Then, while I was busy stuffing my mouth with hotdogs (haha), a familiar voice sounded at my ear saying, "来，亲一个.". Hahahaha. That's my soulmate, Tiffi, surprising me! Apparently, only Yeappie knew about this. She actually changed her client's appointment timing just to come have dinner with us. Even Edwin also dropped by after his meeting. Really appreciate that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Tiffi and I were so engrossed in our conversation regarding the tactics for closing deals (no matter for insurance or property), that I did not notice Yeappie walking away from our table to give cue to the waiter. And a few moments later, the strawberry ice cream cake from Swensen's was presented to me! Deja vu! It really felt like my 22nd birthday, when Yeappie presented the similar ice cream cake to me. Laughs! I swear I did not expect a cake last night, as I merely wanted a simple dinner get together with my dear friends. 我感觉很摸. Really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IUoE933gI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/JkynXXGaBBw/s1600-h/IMG_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427423179695447554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IUoE933gI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/JkynXXGaBBw/s320/IMG_0407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IUwQ42I5I/AAAAAAAAF6Y/OlP5QprLjq0/s1600-h/IMG_0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427423320334541714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IUwQ42I5I/AAAAAAAAF6Y/OlP5QprLjq0/s320/IMG_0408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Sell more houses! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IVA3t9KiI/AAAAAAAAF6g/ytFB54JDWGg/s1600-h/IMG_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427423605635754530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IVA3t9KiI/AAAAAAAAF6g/ytFB54JDWGg/s320/IMG_0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这蛋糕真的很硬 lor. Haha. In the end, Yeappie had to help me distribute them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IVVM-PPQI/AAAAAAAAF6o/Pni9cmrdC1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427423954938576130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IVVM-PPQI/AAAAAAAAF6o/Pni9cmrdC1Q/s320/IMG_0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo.ow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IVeyEANGI/AAAAAAAAF6w/HUcGBc2RJhk/s1600-h/IMG_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427424119513691234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IVeyEANGI/AAAAAAAAF6w/HUcGBc2RJhk/s320/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! o.Ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffi and I had wanted to go somewhere to chill and countdown to my birthday, but in the end, we decided to head home. I was exhausted already. Haha! Thus, we all head back home pretty early last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KZlm5BxYI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/kw9rtd76wFM/s1600-h/IMG_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427569372308817282" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KZlm5BxYI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/kw9rtd76wFM/s320/IMG_0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KZ0FNgGYI/AAAAAAAAF9g/eYlnFmeAFM4/s1600-h/IMG_0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427569620965923202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KZ0FNgGYI/AAAAAAAAF9g/eYlnFmeAFM4/s320/IMG_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my birthday card from them. :D Out of the 4 messages, 3 of their wishes were related with me being short. :( Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KZcTyRATI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/8AVdYyVoKL8/s1600-h/IMG_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427569212561359154" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KZcTyRATI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/8AVdYyVoKL8/s320/IMG_0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A red bag from Tiffi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KaEJV9OHI/AAAAAAAAF9o/aJIQD0WHJ_c/s1600-h/IMG_0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427569896953034866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KaEJV9OHI/AAAAAAAAF9o/aJIQD0WHJ_c/s320/IMG_0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A camera pouch and another pen from Evelyn, Carine, Yeappie and Uncle Sai. Hahaha, no wonder when I told them what Li'e gave me the night before, their expression changed a little. Don't worry peeps, I love this all the same, and definitely will use it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for the lovely celebration. Love you all mahk mahk lahhhh! ♥ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, my actual day. It felt like just another Saturday to me. I woke up early in the morning, and made a trip down to Peace Centre to collect my 2000 Flyers, which I sent for print 2 days ago. Head back home to rest a little, before meeting Kengey in the afternoon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KPzu-67VI/AAAAAAAAF64/ZnWgSXmGEtA/s1600-h/the_spy_next_door_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427558619882909010" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KPzu-67VI/AAAAAAAAF64/ZnWgSXmGEtA/s320/the_spy_next_door_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some shopping at Vivo, and caught Jackie Chan's latest movie - The Spy Next Door, in the evening. The movie was hilarious, a really typical Jackie Chan movie. It was good though. We enjoyed it. Haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KQ9E2VMaI/AAAAAAAAF7A/j7ksdfJjAUI/s1600-h/DSCF9545.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427559879882912162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KQ9E2VMaI/AAAAAAAAF7A/j7ksdfJjAUI/s320/DSCF9545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were famished by the time the movie ended at 8ish. As we previously decided, we dined at &lt;strong&gt;The King Louis&lt;/strong&gt; at Level 3. The place was awesome, ambience was awesome, food was awesome, staffs were awesome, service was awesome and most importantly, Kengey was awesome too. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KRjV1tFLI/AAAAAAAAF7I/9jaSKo4ohgk/s1600-h/DSCF9553.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427560537278715058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KRjV1tFLI/AAAAAAAAF7I/9jaSKo4ohgk/s320/DSCF9553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making our order, we sure know how to occupy ourselves, with our cameras. Hahaha. Beware - pictures overload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KSbUf4FiI/AAAAAAAAF7Q/UXaP8fpt-7A/s1600-h/DSCF9569.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427561498991400482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KSbUf4FiI/AAAAAAAAF7Q/UXaP8fpt-7A/s320/DSCF9569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KS0p0K-sI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/ADCopHukOzU/s1600-h/IMG_0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427561934210398914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KS0p0K-sI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/ADCopHukOzU/s320/IMG_0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KTaC-fctI/AAAAAAAAF7g/te64NVPKfQA/s1600-h/DSCF9564.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427562576619729618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KTaC-fctI/AAAAAAAAF7g/te64NVPKfQA/s320/DSCF9564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KTjrpyP-I/AAAAAAAAF7o/17S8sCNJXiw/s1600-h/DSCF9565.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427562742157557730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KTjrpyP-I/AAAAAAAAF7o/17S8sCNJXiw/s320/DSCF9565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The logo reminds me of Luo Zhi Xiang's STAGE logo. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KT4VpxUNI/AAAAAAAAF7w/WEfn8Aa9QE8/s1600-h/DSCF9576.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427563097029169362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KT4VpxUNI/AAAAAAAAF7w/WEfn8Aa9QE8/s320/DSCF9576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KU_w9E9XI/AAAAAAAAF74/3fbjPpbeZxE/s1600-h/DSCF9578.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427564324128617842" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KU_w9E9XI/AAAAAAAAF74/3fbjPpbeZxE/s320/DSCF9578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pose pose pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KVNLPi6PI/AAAAAAAAF8A/B_-GjobAchI/s1600-h/DSCF9585.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427564554523699442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KVNLPi6PI/AAAAAAAAF8A/B_-GjobAchI/s320/DSCF9585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our yummy steaks! Goooood stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KVj_aRluI/AAAAAAAAF8I/utH6G5TJXFQ/s1600-h/DSCF9591.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427564946484467426" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KVj_aRluI/AAAAAAAAF8I/utH6G5TJXFQ/s320/DSCF9591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KVyA3q89I/AAAAAAAAF8Q/xF2VfHMZzYs/s1600-h/DSCF9593.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427565187394368466" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KVyA3q89I/AAAAAAAAF8Q/xF2VfHMZzYs/s320/DSCF9593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kengey with her Ribeye and me with my Sirloin Steak. Yummmeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we're done with our meal, the waitress AND LOUIS cleared our table. Then we were chit-chatting while sipping our Lime Juice. And LOUIS presented my birthday cakes (with 3 candles) to me soon after. :O Kengey actually ordered that on her "trip to the ladies". Haha. Btw, I'm neither 3 years old nor 30 years old okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KWqLXH5PI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/cUjAVGnPMfA/s1600-h/IMG_0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427566152283317490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KWqLXH5PI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/cUjAVGnPMfA/s320/IMG_0459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their signature cheese cakes, which taste really gooooooood and sinful. Haha. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KW8MMOd-I/AAAAAAAAF8g/j2jonsllwFg/s1600-h/DSCF9594.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427566461743691746" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KW8MMOd-I/AAAAAAAAF8g/j2jonsllwFg/s320/DSCF9594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KX49LibfI/AAAAAAAAF8o/F2Lk8XxsEOk/s1600-h/DSCF9598.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427567505686294002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KX49LibfI/AAAAAAAAF8o/F2Lk8XxsEOk/s320/DSCF9598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYE2we1nI/AAAAAAAAF8w/rpZ0d8J7JVE/s1600-h/IMG_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427567710120629874" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYE2we1nI/AAAAAAAAF8w/rpZ0d8J7JVE/s320/IMG_0463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I wished for WORLD PEACE. o.oV hahaha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYVaWak9I/AAAAAAAAF84/Fot0NVazVD4/s1600-h/IMG_0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427567994552882130" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYVaWak9I/AAAAAAAAF84/Fot0NVazVD4/s320/IMG_0464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYl6QXUcI/AAAAAAAAF9A/nHNdy2TuJAI/s1600-h/DSCF9602.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427568277995344322" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYl6QXUcI/AAAAAAAAF9A/nHNdy2TuJAI/s320/DSCF9602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYyeoGw8I/AAAAAAAAF9I/z-uNj_9HqdU/s1600-h/DSCF9608.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427568493917029314" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KYyeoGw8I/AAAAAAAAF9I/z-uNj_9HqdU/s320/DSCF9608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. o.ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1Kam4fe7pI/AAAAAAAAF9w/HMP66F6XHCA/s1600-h/IMG_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427570493725011602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1Kam4fe7pI/AAAAAAAAF9w/HMP66F6XHCA/s320/IMG_0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sword Kengey's hand is on is movable! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KbQ7fE5UI/AAAAAAAAF94/QsmxmvhDaz4/s1600-h/IMG_0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427571216083117378" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KbQ7fE5UI/AAAAAAAAF94/QsmxmvhDaz4/s320/IMG_0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kengey's present for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KcHYyBQ_I/AAAAAAAAF-I/agGXuz-RZVY/s1600-h/IMG_0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427572151660135410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KcHYyBQ_I/AAAAAAAAF-I/agGXuz-RZVY/s320/IMG_0479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe we've known each other for a decade now. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KcmdHZS0I/AAAAAAAAF-Q/ggKsBPFGwYw/s1600-h/IMG_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427572685399477058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1KcmdHZS0I/AAAAAAAAF-Q/ggKsBPFGwYw/s320/IMG_0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a very lovely jewellery box! Thanks Kengey!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the dinner, we head back home. And that was how I spent my 23rd birthday. Even my Remax manager also sent me a handwritten birthday card by post. I was impressed. I doubt my superiors from that shithole will ever do that, not even walking over to my cubicle to wish me. Haha. Anyway, thank you all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for my Celebration, and I'm heading back to work. I'm going to do flyer distribution tomorrow, on a Sunday! Wish me luck! Or, are there any volunteers who would love to help me? Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1Ke3nlJNwI/AAAAAAAAF-Y/QBK2J5Kp38c/s1600-h/IMG_0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427575179289638658" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1Ke3nlJNwI/AAAAAAAAF-Y/QBK2J5Kp38c/s320/IMG_0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 23rd to me! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-969458016411585916?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/969458016411585916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-twenty-third.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/969458016411585916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/969458016411585916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-twenty-third.html' title='My Twenty Third. :)'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S1IMhrUDRII/AAAAAAAAF5Q/tR4xzlbSjgc/s72-c/IMG_0372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-9088116693484934493</id><published>2010-01-14T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:07:56.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EarBug'/><title type='text'>Two is better than one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life&lt;br /&gt;And I thought hey&lt;br /&gt;You know this could be something&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything you do&lt;br /&gt;And words you say&lt;br /&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I am left with nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe its true&lt;br /&gt;That I cant live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;The way you roll your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you taste&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;br /&gt;Cause when i close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally now believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe its true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life&lt;br /&gt;And i thought hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I cant live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;That I cant live without you&lt;br /&gt;Cause maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;But there's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I've figured out&lt;br /&gt;When all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration begun today. :)&lt;br /&gt;I feel... Birthday's just another day. Or perhaps it's because I'm getting old. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update again. Laters! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-9088116693484934493?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/9088116693484934493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-is-better-than-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/9088116693484934493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/9088116693484934493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='Two is better than one'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-756914104063870799</id><published>2010-01-13T09:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:58:26.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>True friends can see the hurt in your eyes,when everyone else is fooled by your smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Good day ya'll ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night had been really pleasant to me. After much coordination, Froggie finally confirmed the dinner for yesterday. It's hard to have it on a day whereby all the brothers and sisters are available, hence she made do with just the few of us last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had an additional table from her wedding banquet, that is why both Zhiyong and her decided to invite the helpers of their big day, the brothers and sisters, for the 8-course dinner at Bukit Batok CSC Hilltop Restaurant. Those present were Chin Guan (Froggie's bro), Wee Ern, Xing Ke, Xinyi (who came back from Australia), Li'e and myself. Not forgetting Froggie and Zhiyong of cause. 8 of us having a 10pax share of food. So full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really good time talking and eating. I laughed so hard at one time, that I felt tears coming out from my eyes. Especially about the mushroom and Cao Ge's nipple. Lolol. :D We were the only ones in the restaurant, and we stayed till 10pm before leaving. Hitched a ride back home from Xing Ke, again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's just another day. And we all said to meet up again during CNY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;说真的, 我没忘记...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-756914104063870799?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/756914104063870799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-friends-can-see-hurt-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/756914104063870799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/756914104063870799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-friends-can-see-hurt-in-your.html' title='True friends can see the hurt in your eyes,when everyone else is fooled by your smile.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6172654099847579093</id><published>2010-01-10T11:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:44:34.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>New Gadget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0i2wd2CoJI/AAAAAAAAF4w/k50HJAxuSZA/s1600-h/nokia-e72-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424786694929031314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0i2wd2CoJI/AAAAAAAAF4w/k50HJAxuSZA/s320/nokia-e72-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Hello to my swanky new Nokia E72! :D&lt;br /&gt;It's a birthday gift, and I totally dig this! My first choice was actually a Black Berry Bold, but I find it's not as sleek as an E72. After figuring out how to use it, I find QWERTY keypads damn funky. Laughs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm supposed to have my first house viewing this morning, but the co-broke agent that I met didn't bothered to reply my SMS. If he hasn't got the intentions to co-broke, then don't say yes in the first place. Luckily I haven't commit anything to my client, so now I gotta waste abit more time to re-find another unit. Doh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I went to retake my corporate photo yesterday, and damn, I don't look like me at all. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0lRzeEClgI/AAAAAAAAF44/9BgaNoty6AU/s1600-h/agagag.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957170829661698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0lRzeEClgI/AAAAAAAAF44/9BgaNoty6AU/s320/agagag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0lR9aPOv3I/AAAAAAAAF5A/CSMdS-034hA/s1600-h/Generic+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957341601546098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0lR9aPOv3I/AAAAAAAAF5A/CSMdS-034hA/s320/Generic+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some flyers I designed, with a lil of Kengey's help to translate to Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find flyers distributors, any volunteers? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Happy Birthday to Angelia and Zhebin! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6172654099847579093?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6172654099847579093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-gadget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6172654099847579093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6172654099847579093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-gadget.html' title='New Gadget'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0i2wd2CoJI/AAAAAAAAF4w/k50HJAxuSZA/s72-c/nokia-e72-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-161188263620850857</id><published>2010-01-09T02:15:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:09:56.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Too many things, too little time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been staying up late almost everyday this week. Working my ass off day and night. I keep telling myself that it's always the crucial period in the beginning. I got to stay focus and steer fast towards my goal, so that I can get out of the &lt;i&gt;shithole&lt;/i&gt; fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last today I got a little breather. It's Uncle Sai's 50th birthday tomorrow, hence we had dinner together to give him a little celebration. It's the norm for us, and heehee, next week's my turn! o.ov And so, we went to the Seafood Centre at East Coast Park, as requested by the birthday uncle. We had crabs feast at Long Beach, chit-chatted for hours before leaving for home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d4wYAD-4I/AAAAAAAAF3o/7d9SWhTfENA/s1600-h/IMG_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424437048662817666" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d4wYAD-4I/AAAAAAAAF3o/7d9SWhTfENA/s320/IMG_0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d5V7jCISI/AAAAAAAAF3w/P791qYs1210/s1600-h/IMG_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424437693859897634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d5V7jCISI/AAAAAAAAF3w/P791qYs1210/s320/IMG_0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got him a Nike Shoe Bag and a Adidas towl (no images). And here's our wishes for him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d5pc4itRI/AAAAAAAAF34/YUBfA6u5EAw/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424438029225997586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d5pc4itRI/AAAAAAAAF34/YUBfA6u5EAw/s320/IMG_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d5zuIeNEI/AAAAAAAAF4A/cSVK4V1shxM/s1600-h/IMG_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424438205654905922" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d5zuIeNEI/AAAAAAAAF4A/cSVK4V1shxM/s320/IMG_0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the cleaner and clearer sea we saw at Phuket. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d6CSA0wiI/AAAAAAAAF4I/eFEPXAzReY8/s1600-h/IMG_0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424438455804674594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d6CSA0wiI/AAAAAAAAF4I/eFEPXAzReY8/s320/IMG_0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for Yeappie to reach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d6QndW3fI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/NVNWkblwY7U/s1600-h/IMG_0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424438702079663602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d6QndW3fI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/NVNWkblwY7U/s320/IMG_0350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started eating at 7ish, and boy, the food were delicious!! Yum! The total bill was over 100 bucks, and the birthday uncle insisted that the dinner's on him. He's really our hip and fabulous uncle. Hahaha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d65KCrH6I/AAAAAAAAF4Y/7bTr98-T03I/s1600-h/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424439398557753250" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d65KCrH6I/AAAAAAAAF4Y/7bTr98-T03I/s320/IMG_0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this and many other dishes. Yum! o.oV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d7cA0Ls-I/AAAAAAAAF4g/M50gvjER7AU/s1600-h/IMG_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424439997376476130" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d7cA0Ls-I/AAAAAAAAF4g/M50gvjER7AU/s320/IMG_0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Uncle is so very touched and happy right? Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d8RXF-IsI/AAAAAAAAF4o/mFN2awU2LSY/s1600-h/IMG_0366.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424440913889731266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d8RXF-IsI/AAAAAAAAF4o/mFN2awU2LSY/s320/IMG_0366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;祝我们又HIP又FABULOUS的SAI叔叔(or maybe 伯伯 :x)福如东海，寿比南山! 生日快乐! o.Ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally the weekend. So many things to do, so little time. Ohgawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-161188263620850857?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/161188263620850857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-many-things-too-little-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/161188263620850857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/161188263620850857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-many-things-too-little-time.html' title='Too many things, too little time.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/S0d4wYAD-4I/AAAAAAAAF3o/7d9SWhTfENA/s72-c/IMG_0336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2817934555255258711</id><published>2010-01-07T00:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:28:52.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>I want to get out of the shithole, too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where and how am I going to get all the time and energy?&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait and am tempted to get out of the &lt;i&gt;shithole&lt;/i&gt;. Soon soon soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard to reach my goals, but am I working hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;Enough is never enough. Gambatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having arguments/disagreement with someone alot recently. And after each time, I felt really terrible, really bothered by it. Not much of anger, but a tinge of sadness instead. Sigh. Good thing is, we always managed to resolve (or not) and make things back to normal. I really don't like feeling this way. My message was misunderstood (or vice versa), and things gets more far-fetched or complicated through clarification. Ohwells, I hope this won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really feel Singapore's shrinking all the time. A fellow associate whom I met in office (remax) today happens to be my secondary schoolmate, Perng Ceat's girlfriend and also Amy's colleague. Her name's Sing Ning. Haha, we were having training together and we hit it off instantly. What a small world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy. Ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2817934555255258711?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2817934555255258711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-get-out-of-shithole-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2817934555255258711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2817934555255258711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-get-out-of-shithole-too.html' title='I want to get out of the shithole, too!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8560991617607073629</id><published>2010-01-02T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:29:26.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>uʍop ǝpısdn pǝddılɟ uǝǝq sɐɥ plɹoʍ ǝloɥʍ ʎɯ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Miss Independent, Crush, Misery Business, etc. These songs reminds me of some good old days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8560991617607073629?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8560991617607073629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/uop-psdn-pddl-uq-s-plo-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8560991617607073629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8560991617607073629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2010/01/uop-psdn-pddl-uq-s-plo-lo.html' title='uʍop ǝpısdn pǝddılɟ uǝǝq sɐɥ plɹoʍ ǝloɥʍ ʎɯ'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1978620692060876331</id><published>2009-12-31T12:32:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:24:53.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Celebration of the Togetherness between Edwin and Tiffany!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwremhXImI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/6Qk6dlkv3oE/s1600-h/mac_screenshot.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421255856183779938" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwremhXImI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/6Qk6dlkv3oE/s320/mac_screenshot.png.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I just witnessed this really old couple walking slowly together at the hawker centre. The ah gong was holding the ah ma whom seemed to have more difficulty covering that distance. It’s regretful I was unable to snap the moment down 'cause the moment really speaks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s one thing to find someone you love, and another to find someone you love and to be able to grow old together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the 30th December 2009, I witness the solemnization of two really unique couple. They met less than half a year ago, fell in love and as quoted by both of them, "感觉来了，对了". The feeling was so strong, they just had to tie the knot. I once asked the bride if it's too soon to decide he's the one, since she just got out of an one year old relationship not long ago, and she told me something like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you met the one, there's no such thing as right time or not, the feeling is so uncontrollably strong that everything else doesn't matter at all."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what the song by Dai Ai Ling suggested - 爱要耐心等待 仔细寻找 感觉很重要&lt;br /&gt;宁可空白了手 等候一次 真心的拥抱 我相信在这个世界上 一定会遇到 对的人出现 在眼角. :) Indeed, &lt;strong&gt;感觉很重要&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy for Tiffi and Edwin. Initially, when I first met Edwin, I had my doubts of him being true to Tiffi (don't ask me why). But after getting to know him through all the outings, I think he really is the one for Tiffi. Both of them made a great couple, and I trust that he'll treat Tiffi really wonderfully well. Edwin assured that to me last night with such sincerity in his eyes. I hope he wasn't drunk when he said that. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony begun at 3pm yesterday. Majority of the guests invited were their insurance agents friends, and the rest were Charmaine, Yeappie and myself. Being a former ERA property agent, Edwin sure knows how important it is to do lots of prospecting, so he really made it a point that all his insurance agent friends get to know Yeappie and me. Hahaha. There were so many of them that I couldn't remember a single name! Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwwL6XLQAI/AAAAAAAAF0g/VZr5Yz3pVME/s1600-h/IMG_0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421261032650391554" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwwL6XLQAI/AAAAAAAAF0g/VZr5Yz3pVME/s320/IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My well wishes for them ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwwXE42i2I/AAAAAAAAF0o/3diLRyT92eE/s1600-h/IMG_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421261224454556514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwwXE42i2I/AAAAAAAAF0o/3diLRyT92eE/s320/IMG_0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwweA4FLiI/AAAAAAAAF0w/RCc8BL-pNPk/s1600-h/IMG_0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421261343636663842" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwweA4FLiI/AAAAAAAAF0w/RCc8BL-pNPk/s320/IMG_0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffi's DIY invitation card. So cutez. o.ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwwwusvsdI/AAAAAAAAF04/jyNT_jixTNg/s1600-h/IMG_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421261665174794706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwwwusvsdI/AAAAAAAAF04/jyNT_jixTNg/s320/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Solemnization Room was really small, so I can't really get in front to snap front views. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szww-0MKMHI/AAAAAAAAF1A/sSAPjdTVoDM/s1600-h/IMG_0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421261907166900338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szww-0MKMHI/AAAAAAAAF1A/sSAPjdTVoDM/s320/IMG_0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are now pronounced as Man and Wife. Mr and Mrs Chewy Chew!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzesgkMAI/AAAAAAAAF1w/PfEXGz4Lws0/s1600-h/IMG_0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421264653884076034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzesgkMAI/AAAAAAAAF1w/PfEXGz4Lws0/s320/IMG_0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding certificate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwxQBtAigI/AAAAAAAAF1I/tA4AagrU-F0/s1600-h/IMG_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421262202852116994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwxQBtAigI/AAAAAAAAF1I/tA4AagrU-F0/s320/IMG_0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwxZ8F0_iI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/mBM3stqoWq4/s1600-h/IMG_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421262373144296994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwxZ8F0_iI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/mBM3stqoWq4/s320/IMG_0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Group Shot outside the ROM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole ceremony happened so damn fast. It was over in just a few minutes. Such a sacred moment shared between them, witnessed by all of us. Awwww. :) After which, we moved on to Fort Canning Park for a photography session, and a feeding mosquitoes session. Laughs. And because there's only 4 girls present to catch Tiffi's bouquet, so Edwin got to throw the bouquet to the guys too. Guess who caught the bouquet? The other 3 girls are already attached, except me, so Tiffi aimed at my direction... so I caught it. And another guy caught it when Edwin threw it. Then everyone made the both of us take a photo together. Damn paiseh can, because that guy is superrrrr tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szwyk-fe55I/AAAAAAAAF1Y/kJASCeeSmtg/s1600-h/IMG_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421263662278961042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szwyk-fe55I/AAAAAAAAF1Y/kJASCeeSmtg/s320/IMG_0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the height difference? I was wearing heels lor. Haha. Mosaic-ed my face 'cause my expression was funny. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we went round the park snapping photos. Edwin and Tiffi hired a photographer, Kris, for that day. Kris's a really cool photographer, who will go all out and take perfect photos for the couple. Thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzIIoIOoI/AAAAAAAAF1g/8pRmyZueJO8/s1600-h/IMG_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421264266294999682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzIIoIOoI/AAAAAAAAF1g/8pRmyZueJO8/s320/IMG_0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and the bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzVsXtMYI/AAAAAAAAF1o/J-ysdxrtjyQ/s1600-h/IMG_0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421264499228094850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzVsXtMYI/AAAAAAAAF1o/J-ysdxrtjyQ/s320/IMG_0246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys and the groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzwEdDQfI/AAAAAAAAF14/EPTS2SzD-pc/s1600-h/IMG_0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421264952369562098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwzwEdDQfI/AAAAAAAAF14/EPTS2SzD-pc/s320/IMG_0251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys and the bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szwz9BxE5CI/AAAAAAAAF2A/4TtJHGEwSqw/s1600-h/IMG_0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265174986548258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szwz9BxE5CI/AAAAAAAAF2A/4TtJHGEwSqw/s320/IMG_0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and the groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw0Jl4GfPI/AAAAAAAAF2I/FPcPONamcas/s1600-h/IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265390838119666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw0Jl4GfPI/AAAAAAAAF2I/FPcPONamcas/s320/IMG_0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Charmaine and the bride. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw0emmmXSI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/H02KMCMUZIM/s1600-h/IMG_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265751810399522" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw0emmmXSI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/H02KMCMUZIM/s320/IMG_0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw0pjTHTiI/AAAAAAAAF2Y/LPNt6iEZFfc/s1600-h/IMG_0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265939901926946" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw0pjTHTiI/AAAAAAAAF2Y/LPNt6iEZFfc/s320/IMG_0257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw1NneiBQI/AAAAAAAAF2g/FP-6UCeTWjA/s1600-h/IMG_0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266559498847490" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw1NneiBQI/AAAAAAAAF2g/FP-6UCeTWjA/s320/IMG_0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are still as loving as ever. Lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw1ck8Rq1I/AAAAAAAAF2o/eUQOiOPTGng/s1600-h/IMG_0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266816516336466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw1ck8Rq1I/AAAAAAAAF2o/eUQOiOPTGng/s320/IMG_0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this jumping shot darn hilarious. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the photoshoot, we waited for Edwin and Tiffi to get change, before making our way to the celebration party at &lt;strong&gt;Le Bar&lt;/strong&gt; at Neil Road. Edwin booked the entire 3rd floor for their celebration from 6pm onwards. We had the entire area to ourselves - ate to our fill, sing to our fill, drink to our fill, cheer to our fill, dance to our fill. It was really happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't get to enjoy much at all. :( Damn the antibiotics which I took the night before. It made my stomach having this really funny gassy empty feeling, and it made me puked even! I puked a total of 4 times the whole of yesterday. The feeling really sucked big time. :( So I was forbade from drinking any alcoholic drinks. :( However, I felt better after eating some food catered by them, so I still did drink a glass of cognac green tea and sang quite a few songs. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw3gE0Q0mI/AAAAAAAAF2w/h4GDmWn7tcI/s1600-h/IMG_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269075635524194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw3gE0Q0mI/AAAAAAAAF2w/h4GDmWn7tcI/s320/IMG_0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw3thpDK5I/AAAAAAAAF24/Qj6LzZVhK2U/s1600-h/IMG_0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269306711419794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw3thpDK5I/AAAAAAAAF24/Qj6LzZVhK2U/s320/IMG_0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw327e8XwI/AAAAAAAAF3A/qgdp2xMNye4/s1600-h/IMG_0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269468267175682" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw327e8XwI/AAAAAAAAF3A/qgdp2xMNye4/s320/IMG_0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drinks area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4Cna0THI/AAAAAAAAF3I/ldLPzSyFrDI/s1600-h/IMG_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269669039590514" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4Cna0THI/AAAAAAAAF3I/ldLPzSyFrDI/s320/IMG_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福的一对&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4P9a0wbI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/uO6qPAViT5U/s1600-h/IMG_0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269898283499954" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4P9a0wbI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/uO6qPAViT5U/s320/IMG_0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffi &amp;amp; Charmaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4fecomLI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/RdIZmWiW2h4/s1600-h/IMG_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421270164847499442" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4fecomLI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/RdIZmWiW2h4/s320/IMG_0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffi &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4ooJpIoI/AAAAAAAAF3g/YM_oClwHGIY/s1600-h/IMG_0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421270322071020162" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Szw4ooJpIoI/AAAAAAAAF3g/YM_oClwHGIY/s320/IMG_0282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin had his first blood drawn and &lt;i&gt;tar-ed&lt;/i&gt; the whole thing down. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/86MZijG3Fow&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/86MZijG3Fow&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo ar yo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the insurance agents present last night were damn &lt;i&gt;hiong&lt;/i&gt;, as they mix a glass of peppermint alcohol + beer + cognac + don't know what others for Edwin to drink. He puked immediately after downing the whole glass. They played the 终极密码 and their forfeit drink very &lt;i&gt;hiong&lt;/i&gt; too, that's why Yeappie and I sat out of the game. He had to drive, and I am sick, so better don't drink. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappie and I then left early at 11pm, as we got an early meeting with Jeffrey the next morning. We left Le Bar smelling like an ashtray. So many smokers around, and my hair got a strong stench of ciggarettes smell. Grrr. :/ Anyways, we had supper nearby before heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Edwin and Tiffi both made it back home, because before I left, I was pretty sure Edwin's 3/4 drunk already. Hahahaha. Hope they had enjoyed themselves, and may they have a blissful life ahead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, today's the last day of 2009. Party hard, and stay safe! I'm not gonna party today, as I'm still sick. Booo, not in the mood to party anyways, so it shall be a cosy family get together tonight. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: As requested by the couple, I am not uploading their ROM pictures to facebook, except for the Le Bar pictures. Hence, to view the rest of the pictures, kindly go to my &lt;a href="http://jo4nn3.multiply.com/photos/album/75/Celebration_of_Togetherness_301209" target="_blank"&gt;multiply site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1978620692060876331?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1978620692060876331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/celebration-of-togetherness-between.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1978620692060876331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1978620692060876331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/celebration-of-togetherness-between.html' title='Celebration of the Togetherness between Edwin and Tiffany!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzwremhXImI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/6Qk6dlkv3oE/s72-c/mac_screenshot.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5578407388936616910</id><published>2009-12-29T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:37:26.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2009 passed in a whizz just like that,&lt;br /&gt;the thought of it makes me really mirthless.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, happy things happened,&lt;br /&gt;but the ending of it washes every joy away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been exactly a fantastic year for me.&lt;br /&gt;Just like Singapore's economy - there was a downturn, it survived and is recovering now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel contentment, and sometimes I get the feeling of something's amiss. The things I learnt about the real world came mainly from 2 friends. They were the ones who have changed and influenced me greatly. However, I always believe in trusting myself more than I trust anyone else, 'cause people turns back on one another and that human beings are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With my new career, I resolve to work hard, to fight my fears and achieve my goal. I want to be financially independent. Close more deals and get the hell out of that &lt;em&gt;shithole&lt;/em&gt;! I want to be happy and successful. And a better health of cause. So, that's my resolutions. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my resolutions &lt;a href="http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-wish-list-new-year-resolutions.html" target="_blank"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;, and I thought that I should keep it simple this year. Resolutions are just words if no actions are being made to them, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new year approaching, I wish everyone a blessed year ahead! Enjoy the last 2 days of 2009 to the fullest! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Soulmate's ROM tomorrow!!! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5578407388936616910?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5578407388936616910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5578407388936616910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5578407388936616910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7264781952101511549</id><published>2009-12-25T18:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:55:16.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas, I spent it at Windsor Thai Pub with Tiffi and ZJ, and this Christmas isn't very merry for me, because my voice's still very quacky. Booo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kengey invited me to her Christmas party this year, and the whole affair felt really heartwarming to me. Her house is packed with her family and friends. Kengey did all the planning and organising herself, and even came up with a few games for the little ones. Weili (面包弟弟) and Zeee did the demostration for the Twister game, and it's damn hilarious, especially when Weili carried Zeee. Lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of Weili is a balloon crafter, so he crafted many balloons for the kids... and the adults! Hahaha. During the gift exchange, I received a soft toy, which I gave it to one of Kengey's cousins. Hung around Kengey's place till 12ish, and Weili sent both Zeee and I back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSqpn3lmyI/AAAAAAAAFzg/fplUVaBCV4w/s1600-h/DSCF9442.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419143883687041826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSqpn3lmyI/AAAAAAAAFzg/fplUVaBCV4w/s320/DSCF9442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSr6JPj1lI/AAAAAAAAFzo/cYXvnJFfdCM/s1600-h/DSCF9454.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419145267035493970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSr6JPj1lI/AAAAAAAAFzo/cYXvnJFfdCM/s320/DSCF9454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSsjqK6vsI/AAAAAAAAFzw/fwt7EwPUOUM/s1600-h/IMG_0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419145980249030338" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSsjqK6vsI/AAAAAAAAFzw/fwt7EwPUOUM/s320/IMG_0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzStX-CL0qI/AAAAAAAAFz4/GP8r3XTCa-c/s1600-h/DSCF9513.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419146878934307490" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzStX-CL0qI/AAAAAAAAFz4/GP8r3XTCa-c/s320/DSCF9513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSwKP64zPI/AAAAAAAAF0A/IIJH7X-PN2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419149941752253682" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSwKP64zPI/AAAAAAAAF0A/IIJH7X-PN2Q/s320/IMG_0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSxPYou7QI/AAAAAAAAF0I/iokKmMbXIOE/s1600-h/IMG_0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419151129503001858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSxPYou7QI/AAAAAAAAF0I/iokKmMbXIOE/s320/IMG_0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=130048&amp;amp;id=600585673&amp;amp;l=923d8ff076" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of my long weekend! Next week gonna be another long weekend! Soulmate's big day next week too! Can't wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I'm craving for some Cold Rock ice cream tonight, hoping it'll soothe my throat a little. Speaking of which, I heard there's another outlet at 313@Somerset! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7264781952101511549?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7264781952101511549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7264781952101511549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7264781952101511549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzSqpn3lmyI/AAAAAAAAFzg/fplUVaBCV4w/s72-c/DSCF9442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5004417028850908590</id><published>2009-12-23T11:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:29:14.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Alvin &amp; Chipmunks 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzGQr7ttSCI/AAAAAAAAFzY/rQ--vd4wOXE/s1600-h/alvin-and-the-chipmunks-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270911141595170" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzGQr7ttSCI/AAAAAAAAFzY/rQ--vd4wOXE/s320/alvin-and-the-chipmunks-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the Gala Premier of Alvin &amp;amp; Chipmunks - The Squeakquel yesterday. Its young target audience will find this latest Chipmunks entertaining. The story is simple enough for little kids to follow and at 88 minutes the movie does not wear out its welcome. Well, I went for it because I find the singing munkies simply adorable!! Heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cough cough cough. Been on MC on Monday and today. Went back office yesterday to clear some stuffs, before our longlong weekend starting now! Sigh, my voice's really quacky right now. I remember reading somewhere earlier this year that I'll have bad health this year, and I'd it's pretty true. :( It sucks to be ill this festive season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what's my christmas present for myself?!?!!? I PASSED MY CES!! For both papers!! Yeappie passed his too! Hooray, we both did it in first attempt! So overjoyed! We're soon to be accreditated agents! Shall go and see how Danny fared for his. Heeheeeheehee. :D:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And now, the only thing on my mind right now is to master my HDB policies! Anyhoos, yayness to the long weekend! I hope my voice recovers soon! quack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5004417028850908590?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5004417028850908590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/alvin-chipmunks-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5004417028850908590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5004417028850908590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/alvin-chipmunks-2.html' title='Alvin &amp; Chipmunks 2!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SzGQr7ttSCI/AAAAAAAAFzY/rQ--vd4wOXE/s72-c/alvin-and-the-chipmunks-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8694251977556569018</id><published>2009-12-21T23:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:20:24.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Which type are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was discussing with a friend about the different types of listener. We listed out the following based on the people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Type 1 - Topic Hijacker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You started the conversation, hoping that the other party would listen to your problems attentively, and give contructive feedbacks/comments based on what you have said. It ended up, the conversation was hijacked by him, who ended up talking about his own problems, and you ended up listening to his problems and giving feedbacks/comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Type 2 - The Drifter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk, the other party listens, nodding with agreement, even when you said something which doesn't require his agreement. That's a sign that your listener is drifting away from the conversation. It's not the listener's fault, it's yours - because your conversation bores him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Type 3 - It all about ME. *do it Ris-Low style*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You started the conversation by talking about your problems, the listener listened and started quoted her own problems and how she handled them. The conversation became hers now, he talked about herself. It became nothing but her. That's so shingz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Type 4 - Agreeable Kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This type is quite similar to the Drifter, just they they really listened to you and want to be liked by you, hence they agreed to everything you said, even though in actual fact, you want to be disagreed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Type 5 - Conversation striker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The striker will start a conversation with you by asking a question about your well-being. You answered it, thinking that someone's finally interested to know about your well-being. After acknowledging your response to her question, no further probing on about the question she asked or the answer you gave. She went on talking about her ACTUAL main subject of this conversation - her own well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the general types I often came across. Honestly though it irks me sometimes to come across the above but I try not to take it too personally, simply because there is nothing much I can do but to shrug it off. Nobody's perfect right? Personally, I think a good listener is one who will listen attentively, and NOT hijack your conversation, and agree or disagree with you at the right time. Someone who will listen and tell you the truth, even if it's not what you want to hear. They wait for you to finish what you want to say, before talking about themselves. A good conversation is 2-way, no? Something deep, something intelligent, something intense, something worth thinking about. Isn't that how everyone wants to be treated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand some things can't be helped, as I always think 90% of the human race are self-centred, they care only about themselves. We can't see ourselves most of the time, no? Then again, if given a choice, I want to be that 90%, because why be that 10% and be considerate to the rest when it's likely that the rest in that 90% group would not give a damn about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a penny of my thoughts. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8694251977556569018?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8694251977556569018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/which-type-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8694251977556569018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8694251977556569018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/which-type-are-you.html' title='Which type are you?'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4283824128395801143</id><published>2009-12-20T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:25:08.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Feverish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It sucks to be ill this festive season. Booo. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4283824128395801143?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4283824128395801143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/feverish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4283824128395801143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4283824128395801143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/feverish.html' title='Feverish'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3797564660691269644</id><published>2009-12-18T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:07:28.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Munkies!!!! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hztWGv1C5wg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hztWGv1C5wg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Omgz, they are so cuteeeeeeeeeeeee! I can't wait to watch Alvin and Chipmunks 2. Preview next week! I watched Alvin &amp;amp; Chipmunks 1 2 years back, and I loved it! Here comes the sequel! Can't wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Tiffy darl, who came out to SG yesterday, for dinner last night. We had a greeeeeeeeeeat time talking. I really enjoy talking and listening to her. The exchanging of updates, and I really appreciate it when one really pays attention to what you're talking about. Can't wait to meet up more often when she moves over to Singapore. Jiayou, girl!! xoxo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Networking works wonders! More prospects!! o.oV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3797564660691269644?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3797564660691269644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/munkies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3797564660691269644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3797564660691269644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/munkies.html' title='Munkies!!!! &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3077575574139323071</id><published>2009-12-16T14:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T08:57:11.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>James Cameron's Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Syh8e9NYcVI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/rhkisLjG_6k/s1600-h/Avatar-Camp+A-17Dec-SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415715423181631826" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Syh8e9NYcVI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/rhkisLjG_6k/s320/Avatar-Camp+A-17Dec-SG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched a fair amount of remarkable films this year, and I seriously can't decide which is the best I've watched. Laughs. Went to the AVATAR Gala Premier at Lido with Yeappie, Kengey, Cirrus, Geraldine and Louis (Geraldine's friend) last night. Initially, we only had 2 pairs of tickets, and all thanks to Andy from Fox for the extra pair of tickets at the eleventh hour. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVATAR was kickass awesome!! It's from the director of Titanic, so I reckoned it's gonna be good and I looked forward to it. And true to my expectations, the 161 minutes long movie was astonishing and breathtakingly good! Rarely a boring moment or unnecessary scene. Love and acceptance are at the heart of this megafilm. While our hearts are opened by the emotions, our eyes were bedazzled by the visual spectacle, enhanced by remarkable 3D. An event of a film, a spectacle that allows us to live the fantasy. Even Kengey, who wasn't quite looking forward to it, actually enjoyed it, so what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special effects were so good here that you didn't even notice them. There is so much passion in this work, it's just exhilirating. It's a magnificent technical achievement, a movie of such vast scale and ambition that you just gotta watch it on the big screen. Take the trip, guys! You won't regret it. Trust me on that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken essense really did the magic! I reached home at 1ish (had supper at Newton with Yeappie &amp;amp; Geraldine after the movie) and slept at 2ish, so I woke up in the morning feeling really grouchy. It's gonna be a long long long week for me. I had and have programmes everyday till this Sunday. Zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training had been ongoing, which is like a recap on our CES. And no, we've not gotten our results! I wonder what's taking them so long, and I'm so worried for my Paper 2. I actually dreamt that I failed my Paper 2. Hahaha. Please don't come true. And yay, I just got my first prospect - a referral from my aunt. Straits Times and The Business Times are now my new bibles. Jiayoujiayoujiayou! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3077575574139323071?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3077575574139323071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/james-camerons-avatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3077575574139323071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3077575574139323071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/james-camerons-avatar.html' title='James Cameron&apos;s Avatar'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Syh8e9NYcVI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/rhkisLjG_6k/s72-c/Avatar-Camp+A-17Dec-SG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1418009010389059171</id><published>2009-12-15T12:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:25:33.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Mirror yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think alot all the time. So much that sometimes I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't thinking too much better than not thinking at all or thinking lesser?&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this results in minimal or no consideration towards your peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My level of tolerance is depleting by the days. I'm known to have an extreme high level of tolerance, but these days, lots of behaviors of people around me are irking me so much. I am &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; tolerating by not expressing my displeasure to their faces, because I am being considerate enough to 'give them face'. Then again, who is being considerate to me to care about what I think or feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you actually can see yourself?&lt;br /&gt;The way you act, behave, talk, treats another, etc. Can you see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1418009010389059171?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1418009010389059171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/mirror-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1418009010389059171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1418009010389059171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/mirror-yourself.html' title='Mirror yourself'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2559674393062378889</id><published>2009-12-13T02:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T04:35:27.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The caffeine in the coke I had earlier is keeping up tonight. It's close to 3am, and I'm still not sleepy, at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe because I'm watching Raymond Lam's concert now. Hahahaha. The concert is pretty entertaining with him singing his own songs, and other chinese songs like Fang Da Tong's 爱爱爱, Jay Chou's 千里之外, Lee Hom's 你不在 &amp;amp; etc. His mandarin is not bad, with a lil obvious cantonese accent. 超帅的! Teeheehee. ♥ his cantonese love songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My folks are back from their trip last Thursday, and I believe they had a great time, especially my mom, because she went back to see her hometown - Ipoh. Haha, I was browsing through their pictures and I could tell they had a ball of time relaxing and enjoying. They took more videos than pictures actually. And since I was free these days, so I did up a video montage just for them. Chose 江蕙's 家后 as the background song, as this is one of my favourite hokkien song, which I recently just learnt how to sing it! Hahaha, it's a really meaningful and touching song, if you try to understand the lyrics. My hokkien isn't fantastic, so I took quite some time to really understand and learn. Here's the montage -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUqLq87purU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUqLq87purU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to my lil cousin now. He's growing up, and I'm glad that he confides in me. I hope to be able to give valuable advices to him, so that he knows what he's doing. He's smart, so I'm pretty sure he knows how to handle tacky situation like such. Haha, we were chit-chatting, and I realised it's god damn long since I last see the term, 'STEAD'. Ohwells, youngsters at this age are often very curious about many things. I may not be very experienced, but I certainly am glad he confided in me and hope I was of help. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I seriously think gossipmongers should get a life and stop adding spices to words that are ridiculously untrue! Doh. Don't really wanna care about these rumours, because I only care about what some handful of people think, and not these gossipmongers'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, so random. Back to RayLam~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2559674393062378889?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2559674393062378889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2559674393062378889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2559674393062378889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5185901718926423557</id><published>2009-12-09T19:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:32:10.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Sometimes, we’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook is damn addictive! Just hit my highest score today, 396k! Woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my folks are coming back home tomorrow! Fortunately, my brother managed to defer his reservist, that is why I don't have to be home alone the last few days. Haha. It doesn't make much difference anyway, as I was out most of the time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I haven't really exercised since a long time ago, and yesterday, we booked 2 hours of the badminton court at Kebun Baru CC and whacked some shuttlecocks! :x So fun. And I accidentally smacked the ball to Uncle Sai's chest. Laughs. I really enjoyed it, and perhaps we should all play more often. And hopefully by then, my body won't ache as much as right now. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a day off from today, and went down to Remax HQ to submit our forms and photograph. Teeehee, and so now both Yeappie and I are officially the agents under Remax. Our training's commencing next week, and by Christmas, we'll be able to start closing deals! Can't wait! And so, you know who to look for when you need to buy/sell/rent properties ya? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching this 2003 Hong Kong drama - 律政新人王 (Survivor's Law), staring Raymond Lam and Sammul Chan. Raymond Lam wasn't that as popular back then, but I think he looks very geekily cute in this show. Hahaha. Pretty nice drama that got me hooked. What's new right? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Dec - Happy Birthday Zeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is 我家的叶之父's birthday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5185901718926423557?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5185901718926423557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-were-so-busy-watching-out-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5185901718926423557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5185901718926423557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-were-so-busy-watching-out-for.html' title='Sometimes, we’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5535268834046968617</id><published>2009-12-06T20:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:48:31.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ever since our granny's departure last year, we had one of the best family gathering last night. Both Uncle Henderson and Uncle Alex booked 2 units at Coasta Sands Resort (Pasir Ris) over the weekend, with the intention of letting the little ones enjoy themselves during this school holidays, as well as to gather the family for a BBQ session yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my family and I were free yesterday, so we went down early in the afternoon to help out. There wasn't much to help out when we got there, so Aunt Celeslyn suggested that I join the kids at the theme park. Walked all the way to Downtown East to meet Adrian who came out to bring me in (he has got free pass). It began drizzling minutes after I went in, hence I didn't get to try out any rides. Tried out the haunted mansion tho, but it was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have seriously grown. Looking at the way Adrian took care of the younger ones, really made me feel old for a moment. Hahaha, I ended up helping the kids take care of their handphones while they took the rides in the drizzle (I refused to get wet, because I didn't bring extra clothing to change into). We played till 7pm before making our way back to the chalet for the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxuzdZdNqgI/AAAAAAAAFy4/e6Bs9xr6aKQ/s1600-h/IMG_4574.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412116694846777858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxuzdZdNqgI/AAAAAAAAFy4/e6Bs9xr6aKQ/s320/IMG_4574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little ones. ♥&lt;br /&gt;My camera's wet, hence the blurred picture. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food were prepared by the adults, and we just had to eat and eat and eat. After eating, Uncle Alex and Uncle Henderson brought out their hard liquor. Vodka, Martell Gordon Bleu, etc. I had intended to let my dad drink, and I have to drive us home at night, but my dad told me to drink and he'll drive. Uncle Henderson mixed a few glasses for me, and they were damn thick! I stopped after having 2 glasses. Hahaha. We had lots of fun joking and laughing. Even Benmin and Jason dropped by too, ages since we met. It was really happening, as always. My family tends to be really crazy when they starts playing. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I then left at 10ish, because my parents had to get up at 4am for their getaway trip. Yes, my folks were out of town for the week and tomorrow morning my brother had to report for his reservist. This spells home alone for me for the week! Wonder if that's boredom or freedom for me. I reckon it's neither. Hahaha. o.ov Anyway, we got home about 11ish, I showered and head out for frog leg supper with Yeap again. By the time I got home it's already 2am. It's just 2 more hours and I had company, so I stayed up till 4am to see my parents off. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, we went to take our corporate photo for our namecards at Thomson. Argh, I don't like the final photos at all! So in the end I went to reprint the photo on my driving license, which looks corporate enough, I hope. Hahaha. And Tiffi dropped my house in the evening to collect something. We stood at my corridor chatting for half an hour. Hahaha, so funny lor. We totally didn't expect ourselves to be able to talk so long. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I'm bored. Time to youtube videos-that-makes-me-LOL. o.oV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sxu02D7AcBI/AAAAAAAAFzA/WZZuU86y1XE/s1600-h/DSC09357.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412118218074517522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sxu02D7AcBI/AAAAAAAAFzA/WZZuU86y1XE/s320/DSC09357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sxu0_wTU2mI/AAAAAAAAFzI/PoJqkg0E760/s1600-h/DSC09358.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412118384606501474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sxu0_wTU2mI/AAAAAAAAFzI/PoJqkg0E760/s320/DSC09358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Here's the pictures taken during our warehouse sale clearing 2 weeks back. The little girl is Jenny's daughter, Rachel. She's such a darling lor. So guai and cute. o.ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So random. Why is our results not out yet?! Okay, bhai! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5535268834046968617?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5535268834046968617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-tide-in-affairs-of-men-which.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5535268834046968617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5535268834046968617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-tide-in-affairs-of-men-which.html' title='There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxuzdZdNqgI/AAAAAAAAFy4/e6Bs9xr6aKQ/s72-c/IMG_4574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7157483660637090382</id><published>2009-12-05T00:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:10:10.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sxk80a8UxrI/AAAAAAAAFyw/DtQziYrynjs/s1600-h/2012_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411423298545567410" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sxk80a8UxrI/AAAAAAAAFyw/DtQziYrynjs/s320/2012_Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just got home from the cinema, after watching the movie, 2012. Not fantastic, but one of the better films I've watched this year, I suppose? There isn't many good films nowadays, maybe except for District 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a scifi apocalyptic disaster film based loosely on a 2012 phenomenon. The happening starts very quickly and the story at the end is very short. You have to really concentrate to understand the story behind 2012. 2010 and 2011 is where the story at the end is happening. Then you will be thrown into the year of 2012, with a great amount of action! And that's where the movie really starts to get into climax! The movie lasted for almost 3 hours. 157 minutes to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The screenplay is nothing new or original, but the same story we've seen before, about lots of individuals coming together to face a disaster threat. John Cusack was good though! If you ain't a fan of CG, you probably won't enjoy this. The CG for this was tad too much, but it was good enough to make everyone in the theatre hold their breaths, including ME! Alot of things in the plot were pretty predictable, but like I said, the screenplay is pretty much like other disaster movies - Titanic, Independence Day, Armageddon, The Day After Tomorrow, Poseidon, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you paid your money, you take your chances. 2012 is as advertised. So if you want big scale world desctruction? You got it. :) Yes, I certainly do enjoy this film, but personally I feel that POSEIDON definitely wins 2012 hands down. o.ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I supposed 2012 is entirely fiction, and won't come true right? Then again, I can't help but sat there wondering, what will I do if this is real, if this is going to happen to us in the near future? What will YOU do? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was nice meeting up with Kengey this evening. I hope her dad will get well soon. And thanks for the 手信 from HK. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to ponder on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather shit in your pants silently or fart loudly in a crowded lift?&lt;br /&gt;Tag away and tell me if you like. Yes, my tagboard's back up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend yo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7157483660637090382?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7157483660637090382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7157483660637090382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7157483660637090382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sxk80a8UxrI/AAAAAAAAFyw/DtQziYrynjs/s72-c/2012_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3558438925887150432</id><published>2009-12-03T10:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:33:56.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Fleeting happiness, not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness comes in many forms. In the company of good friends, in the feeling you get when you make someone else's dream come true, or in the promise of hope renewed. It's okay to let yourself be happy, because you never know how fleeting that happiness might be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm hooked on One Tree Hill at the moment. I'm mesmerized by Lucas Scott's (Chad Michael Murray) deep eyes. Hahaha, I'm kidding. It's just a typical teen high school drama, and I enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed The OC. I'm at Season 4 now, and the latest Season 7 is currently airing. Woo, can't wait! :) I'm spending as much time as possible at home doing all the things I enjoyed these days. I reckon I won't have that much free time once our training kickstart 2 weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are most probably joining Danny's team at Remax. Decided already. Gotta take our corporate passport size photo and submit everything before everything begins. Speaking of which, I just spent a bomb at G2000 the other day. Hahahaha. Just the blazer itself cost me $119, but thank goodness for the christmas offer, the exact same price comes along with a matching skirt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... CES results releasing next week. Please let me pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And..... really happy to know that Tiffy (M'sia) is back for good! She's going to move out to Singapore real soon! Can't wait for you to be here, darl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And... less than a month more to somebody's big day! Another one tying the knot. Haha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And.... meeting Kengey tomorrow! Can't wait to eat my Lao Po Bing from Hong Kong. Hahahaha, thanks HJM! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, super random post. o.ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3558438925887150432?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3558438925887150432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/fleeting-happiness-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3558438925887150432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3558438925887150432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/12/fleeting-happiness-not.html' title='Fleeting happiness, not.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-135004500365647007</id><published>2009-11-29T19:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:40:01.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Friends come and go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't want to remember that night, but the things that are happening now, made me think about it unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought true friends should be all about truth and no lies. Certainly there are times when one could be blinded by some external factors that are deemed to be more important, but instead of appreciating your friend for even taking the efforts to remind/tell/talk to you, you blamed your friend for the 'judgement' or for this case, 'betrayal'. You may not have explicitly blamed the friend, but actions show everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be wrong in judging this, but I ain't dumb not to tell the difference. Friends shouldn't be all about comparing who's doing better, or who is richer, or who gets to travel more, or who gets to hang out with cooler and funkier friends, or who gets first-hand information about whatever first, who gets a better job, or who is earning more, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking for your concerns about my well being, but after not hearing from each other for so long, all I get from you is bragging about your own advances. You didn't even ask what happened to my dad's accident, which you probably will in the past. You didn't even ask how I'm coping with my new goal. You didn't even ask what's my next plans. You only care about telling me all the good things you are enjoying now, all your wonderful friends, etc. Except for one thing, which I know to my bones you are hiding and protecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends can become so complacent. They forget who helped them through the bad times. They forget who shared their joy in the good times. They moved on, leaving you behind, totally forgets about you. Yes, they do remember you, when they needed some help. I feel utterly disappointed and used by these people I called 'friends'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really upset to have the above feelings and thoughts about these friends. Then again, I promised myself not to be an emo freak anymore. Hence, I decided not to be upset about it after tonight. Friends come and go, no? It's not that I did nothing to salvage it, I did and I wasn't appreciated so why should I bother? Or maybe, everything was just one-sided in the beginning. Owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as 'best friend forever', is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-135004500365647007?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/135004500365647007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-come-and-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/135004500365647007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/135004500365647007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-come-and-go.html' title='Friends come and go'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6681041169142433218</id><published>2009-11-28T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:16:56.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>My short long-weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why do I feel my supposedly long weekend to be so short? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, my long weekend began on Thursday afternoon! Made an appointment with Body Wellness for a pampering Aromatic Full Body Massage with Li'e. It's complimentary, because we did a promo with them for our Christmas Catalogue. The 60-minute massage seems so short to me, because it ended before I even got to fall asleep. Laughs. Felt totally rejuvenated after the massage. Just what I needed! :) Shopped around Bugis after that and caught up a little with Li'e, before we called it a day at 8ish. The weather that day was really humid that we felt totally exhausted after a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving on Friday! :) On the 19th was Carine's 22nd birthday, and that week all of us were busy with the warehouse sale, and she had classes on most days, hence we decided to celebrate it for her only yesterday. As usual, the birthday girl gets to choose what she wants to eat, and this time round, Carine chose Korean BBQ. I asked Kengey for recommendations, and out of the few she listed, we chose Ju Shin Jung at ECP. Psst, found out that the korean boyband, 2pm (NICKHUN), had patronized that place before. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time eating Korean BBQ for most of us, hence we were rather noob, don't know which is which, or what is what. Haha! And the funny thing is, the waitresses there were mainly from China. I hardly see a single Korean there. Ohwells, tasted quite a few funky dishes and they were not bad. I hope Carine had enjoyed herself too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFBfzc23JI/AAAAAAAAFyI/A0Xfnw846f4/s1600/IMG_4520.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409176642091670674" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFBfzc23JI/AAAAAAAAFyI/A0Xfnw846f4/s320/IMG_4520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju Shin Jung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFB8fm0PZI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/FOaYqbHqxqI/s1600/IMG_4538.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409177134980939154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFB8fm0PZI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/FOaYqbHqxqI/s320/IMG_4538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFCiJh2Z7I/AAAAAAAAFyY/dYSY_7_s5b4/s1600/IMG_4540.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409177781889558450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFCiJh2Z7I/AAAAAAAAFyY/dYSY_7_s5b4/s320/IMG_4540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Sai refused to take a picture with us. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFCv647RsI/AAAAAAAAFyg/4ioyJcAnktc/s1600/IMG_4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409178018477983426" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFCv647RsI/AAAAAAAAFyg/4ioyJcAnktc/s320/IMG_4542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday, Lu Guang Zhong!! Hahaha. vVo.oVv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It began drizzling after our meal, but all of us strolled in the rain towards Macdonald, had an ice cream while thinking what to do next. We (except Uncle Sai) decided on going to the Pit Stop Cafe at Boat Quay to play some boardgames. Haha, it's been long since I went to a boardgames cafe. The last time I went was during Dong's birthday 2years ago. Haha, it was a good change for all of us afterall. Played 2 hours of boardgames, and it was pretty hilarious. Hahaha, we played quite a few games, and I enjoyed Monopoly the most. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFFO58SBqI/AAAAAAAAFyo/BFMgOD8a2lg/s1600/IMG_4545.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409180749822822050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFFO58SBqI/AAAAAAAAFyo/BFMgOD8a2lg/s320/IMG_4545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Pit Stop at 6pm, had dinner near Yishun before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, head down to Parkway Parade for some author's event with Yeappie. It was a total waste of time anyway, so we shopped a little, had dinner and went home. Gonna have a good rest tomorrow, and I totally can't wait for Monday. Please tell me we're gonna sign it on Monday. Can't wait! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I just can't get enough of this little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlcT0Di5b1Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlcT0Di5b1Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I adopt him?! Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6681041169142433218?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6681041169142433218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-short-long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6681041169142433218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6681041169142433218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-short-long-weekend.html' title='My short long-weekend'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SxFBfzc23JI/AAAAAAAAFyI/A0Xfnw846f4/s72-c/IMG_4520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5105004010914815629</id><published>2009-11-27T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:01:56.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Complacent, not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know it's been said that we just don't recognize the significant moments of our lives while they are happening. We grow complacent with ideas, or things or people and we take them for granted and it's usually not until that thing is about to be taken away from you that you've realized how wrong you've been that you realized how much you need it, how much you love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5105004010914815629?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5105004010914815629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/complacent-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5105004010914815629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5105004010914815629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/complacent-not.html' title='Complacent, not.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8483467039929431688</id><published>2009-11-26T01:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:05:40.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Twilight Saga: New Moon Gala Premier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1sHVLhbsI/AAAAAAAAFxo/xdLwQCpOhzQ/s1600/Newmoonposter.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408097600742190786" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1sHVLhbsI/AAAAAAAAFxo/xdLwQCpOhzQ/s320/Newmoonposter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is New Moon's Gala Premier at Shaw Lido. Both Eve and I were invited, so along with Yeappie, Zhenyuan and Geraldine, we went to catch the movie together. When we got there, the whole place was packed with the Twilighters! We had a quick bite before entering the theatre, which btw was huge! Both yeappie and my seats were separated from Evelyn, Zhenyuan and Geraldine. We were given a poster and some souvenirs sponsored by Volvo (the paperbag, not the car), Clorets, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the start of the movie, the facilitator interacted with everyone a little. The Twilighters fan club members were damn excited, screaming and yelling away. They were screaming for "Edward", "Jacob" &amp;amp; "Bella" excitedly. As if we gonna see them LIVE?! Laughs. Thank goodness our seats were right at the back, so the fans weren't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; near to us. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've already read the book, so obviously I'd think the book is so much better. However, New Moon the movie is so much better than Twilight movie. My guess is that, because I already know the whole story, so I felt the movie was a little too fast paced and had expected a little more. Okay, maybe my expectation was a little too high, so maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just forget about the book, and go watch the movie! It's good enough to make you crave for MORE. Really. At least the cinematrography was up to standards, the effects were good, and Jacob (Taylor Lautner) looks hot! With Edward proposing to Bella marks the end of the movie. It may be really abrupt for some, but I believe probably almost everyone knows there will be a sequel to it - Eclipse. Thus, it makes viewers looking forward to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My say is that, this movie has an amazing kind of emotional integrity and intensity. The only minus today was, the fans were TOO NOISY! Arghhs. Anyhows, go catch this soon. It's releasing on 3rd Dec, and I heard there's sneaks over the long weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1wFlmoxYI/AAAAAAAAFxw/CEi0WqahlKs/s1600/edward.jpeg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408101968837657986" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1wFlmoxYI/AAAAAAAAFxw/CEi0WqahlKs/s320/edward.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408102121918068178" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1wOf32ddI/AAAAAAAAFx4/a8Kw_lGVx7M/s320/new_moon_bella_kristen_poster_9a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1wUFGRD1I/AAAAAAAAFyA/8xPlMC3fdX0/s1600/taylor+lautner.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408102217809989458" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1wUFGRD1I/AAAAAAAAFyA/8xPlMC3fdX0/s320/taylor+lautner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward, Bella &amp;amp; Jacob respectively. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we joined 3 other friends of Eve to chill at Starbucks Wheelock - Ivy, Phylisia &amp;amp; Yulun. We sat and chit-chatted till 12ish before heading home. Again, we made some new friends. Hahaha, and they sure are a bunch of humorous people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the long weekend. Nights all! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8483467039929431688?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8483467039929431688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/twilight-saga-new-moon-gala-premier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8483467039929431688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8483467039929431688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/twilight-saga-new-moon-gala-premier.html' title='Twilight Saga: New Moon Gala Premier'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sw1sHVLhbsI/AAAAAAAAFxo/xdLwQCpOhzQ/s72-c/Newmoonposter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2865973790297478366</id><published>2009-11-24T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:07:48.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Be nice, or leave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are some people (or moments) that you think are &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; in the past, but somehow you keep reliving them every once in a while, and finally come to realise that they never were the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day it stumbles upon you that the person, or the moment, does not matter anymore. that you will not cringe, or feel your heart beat a wee bit faster or slower, when you think about the person (or moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they call this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;moving on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2865973790297478366?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2865973790297478366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2865973790297478366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2865973790297478366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmmm.html' title='Be nice, or leave.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1070243473809102224</id><published>2009-11-22T17:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:54:05.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Limitations, not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yay to the end of my examination! Two weeks later for the release of results! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally exhausted! Was down for warehouse sale duty at Expo on Friday, and the cashier queue that day was madness! Non-stop since about 10ish in the morning. We hardly had the time to sit down or take a breather. Perhaps in between we took turns to quickly take a quick lunch break. There's the KittyLab, John Little Sales, Baby items fair and food fair, so it's crowded everywhere! On a Friday somemore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us skipped dinner and worked till closing at 9.30pm, whereby Tiffi and Edwin came down to meet us for supper! :D So together with them, Eve, Uncle Sai, Yeappie and I went to Bedok 85 for dinsups (dinner+supper). We ate, and chit-chatted till 12ish before heading back home. That was when I started burning a little midnight oil and studied till 2am before crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today was our examination, which was held at PSB Academy. I am very confident about passing yesterday's paper, but today's paper... 50/50. :( After reaching home from my paper yesterday, I've studied the whole day and night till 2am, got up at 6am this morning to study somemore. But I still felt really blank during the exam. Sigh, I hope I still can make it through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, met Danny for lunch this afternoon after paper. And what he had said to us, were definitely useful for me to make certain decisions. Alright, previously I was still quite uncertain about this path, and was afraid of my 三分钟热度 so I didn't tell anybody (except a few close ones) what I'm doing. This is what I want to do since I graduated from Poly, and was always lack of the motivation and guts. But now, I'm pretty certain this is what I want to do, and whether suitable or not, succeed or not, that's another question. I'm taking the Real Estate Certification (CES) now and will probably start doing Part-time first. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, my next step would be to find a good enough agency to join before I can move on with anything. That is why, we decided to meet Danny (who is under Remax), to find out more. He is not doing recruitment, but he's in this line for half a year now and is my friend, so I believe he will be honest with me. Remax sounds pretty good to me and I actually took my CES with Remax, so I'm considering of joining Danny's team. If not, Dennis Wee sounds promising too. I'm checking out Orange Tee next week, but it's damn far at Lower Delta. Huttons sounds good too, which is at Bishan CPF Building. I'm crossing out ERA, Propnex and HSR already. Trying to narrow down my choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to talk to more people, to learn more and find out more. So, good luck to me yo! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limitations live only in our minds. But if we use our imaginations, our possibilities become limitless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1070243473809102224?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1070243473809102224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/limitations-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1070243473809102224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1070243473809102224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/limitations-not.html' title='Limitations, not.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4762237245344276087</id><published>2009-11-19T00:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T01:22:14.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Ninja Assassin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SwQoOQpzcoI/AAAAAAAAFxY/_Pp5NJEWPrg/s1600/ninjaassassinposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405489678205022850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SwQoOQpzcoI/AAAAAAAAFxY/_Pp5NJEWPrg/s320/ninjaassassinposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SwQnyIEqbkI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/qnfPzXuDJvU/s1600/Ninja_Assassin_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405489194865421890" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SwQnyIEqbkI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/qnfPzXuDJvU/s320/Ninja_Assassin_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick update/review before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the Gala Premier for Ninja Assassin with Yeappie at Vivo this evening. According to what I understand from the distributor, this isn't their major film, but there's still a huge hype about it. Know why? It's because the lead actor of this film is the International super star - Bi Rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the cinema, we were greeted by one super long queue (picture Vivo level 2 - from the cinema to Best Denki). Yeappie and I were telling each other, if we have to join that queue to collect our tickets, we are definitely heading home. Haha, but thank goodness, our tickets redemption counter was the other one, which I guess only the corporate people go to. Then I saw 2 ladys sitting there looking really familiar beside the Warner Bros redemption counter. I recalled them as Kengey's friends from the forum, so I began looking around hoping to see Kengey. And seconds later, she walked past me right in front. Haha, exchanged a few words with her before heading to the carpark to leave our phones in Yeappie's car (because there's gonna be a phone deposit counter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the theatres were for this preview, and ours was at GV Max 1 (Kengey's at No. 3). I remembered watching the Narnia Premier at the same theatre, and I love the super wide screen, especially watching such action-packed flick. And the seats, gosh they were so spacious. Damn comfortable! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the film. Well, it wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad, but I believe it could be better. The entire plot's so messy, especially the fight scenes. It's all dark, and all you can see is the Ninjas' very slick movement, and blood gushing out everywhere. Such gore! Haha. And there's too much CG I suppose. There isn't many casts for this film, as you can tell by the repetitive appearances of the same old few. Ohwells. But of cause, it's not just the minus, because their martial arts were good (tho some were in the dark setting) and not forgetting, the suave RAIN was the lead actor! Man, he sure put in lots of efforts in his English as well as keeping up his body shape. Absolute hotness! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SwQrqChcgoI/AAAAAAAAFxg/j1J74BC5wQw/s1600/ninjaassassin_kjp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405493453983089282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SwQrqChcgoI/AAAAAAAAFxg/j1J74BC5wQw/s320/ninjaassassin_kjp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, it's still a watchable film. What's there to complain when we got to watch for free? :x Ninja Assassin is releasing on the 26th, so catch it if you love RAIN okie?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to crash! Warehouse sale setup at Expo tomorrow! Dohh, dreadful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4762237245344276087?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4762237245344276087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninja-assassin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4762237245344276087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4762237245344276087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninja-assassin.html' title='Ninja Assassin'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SwQoOQpzcoI/AAAAAAAAFxY/_Pp5NJEWPrg/s72-c/ninjaassassinposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2463818890089877000</id><published>2009-11-17T23:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:06:00.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Spoilt for choice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woo, ice cream makes me high. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Just had my serving of Peach Melba, and this is what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9a651d24c6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/9a651d24c6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also taking a break from all the mugging lah. I need to trim my bangs soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spoilt for choice, and I really can't decide which is the best. I need to talk to more people, to listen more, to compare in depth before making a wise decision. For now, I just concentrate on my examinations this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I really don't understand some people. Why make a big fuss over small matters? For this case, its the examination, which btw, falls on a non-working day - weekend! Where's the justice man? Ohwells, I guess all the issues have been cleared, thought there's some things that I don't get it. Ohwells, unreasonabe old *tards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this afternoon Eve and I were bringing the author of "How to Marry the man of your choice", Margaret Kent, around for interviews with FM93.8 and Her World. It's the second time I went to see a live radio recording, and it's really interesting to watch how the deejays worked. They sure can multi-task damn well! Haha. And the author herself is a 60ish old lady, and I personally think she can talk really well. I mean, that should be why she's able to write books, no? Other than her rather hard to understand American accent, I think she can be quite a nice person to talk to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooots. Can't wait for the upcoming movie previews for Ninja Assassin tomorrow (RAIN!!) and New Moon next week! Dreading the warehouse sale weekend this week. Looking forward to the complimentary body massage at Body Wellness next week. And more seminars! Choices, choices, choices! Not forgetting my exams. Good luck to me!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=97b2de50b8.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/97b2de50b8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to my notes! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words never fail to surprise me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2463818890089877000?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2463818890089877000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/spoilt-for-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2463818890089877000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2463818890089877000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/spoilt-for-choice.html' title='Spoilt for choice!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4448275105974116012</id><published>2009-11-14T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:14:45.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Logorrhoea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guess what I found while cleaning my bookshelves today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sv5_KsipAgI/AAAAAAAAFw4/igephbBtXuk/s1600-h/IMG_4518.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403896424623047170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sv5_KsipAgI/AAAAAAAAFw4/igephbBtXuk/s320/IMG_4518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's my swimming cert! Hahaha, and I seriously can't swim for nuts! I wondered how I managed to smoke my way through the certification back then. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, my mock tests are over and I did fairly well for both papers. I was one of the top 3 in class for the first paper! Heehee, I certainly hope I can do as good (or better!) for the actual papers next week. And next week gonna be a busybusybusy week, with the warehouse sale, movie screenings, exams and whatnots. So I'm gonna have ample rest this weekend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday something shocking happened. O.O I was in shock, but .... glad everything's fine now. I guess? Ohwells.  Hmm, I'm craving for some frog leg porridge. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is super random. Bhai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4448275105974116012?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4448275105974116012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/logorrhoea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4448275105974116012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4448275105974116012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/logorrhoea.html' title='Logorrhoea'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sv5_KsipAgI/AAAAAAAAFw4/igephbBtXuk/s72-c/IMG_4518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6061998701612233670</id><published>2009-11-12T01:04:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:35:00.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Be in control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ever since the day my dad met with the bike accident, which very fortunately he's alright, I came to realise that my folks are getting older and older. They have been providing for the family for so many years, and perhaps it's time for them to enjoy their golden age, and time for my brother and I to work hard for the family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was when I made a promise to myself. That was when I'm steering towards my goal and accelerated x2. Can't wait to earn bigbucks, and therefore fulfil my folks' dreams as well as my own. I wish to be able earn enough to buy my dad a car, so that he don't have to ride a bike anymore. A car is afterall safer than a bike, no? And I wish to earn enough so that my mom can stop working, and concentrate on building up her health. Not forgetting my Honda Jazz dream. :p And of cause I hope my brother is looking at the same direction as me, and work hard towards his. Ever since a fight we got into just recently, I can see he's changing, for the better. If his kins don't give him the needed faith, who else will right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foresee 2010 to be a very good year to officially kickstart what I'm practicing now. Final two lessons tomorrow and Friday, and next week marks our exam, and hopefully we'll score and pass with flying colours, and proceed further. I know I should have started earlier, but well, better late than never right! Thanks for the pushing, pal! Many don't know what I'm up to lately, but soon you'll. I'll spare you the nitty-gritty then. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to let any stupid meaningless matter to distract me. As quoted from a close friend, my physical body and emotions are controlled by my mind, and it's ME who will be controlling my mind. I'm never going let my emotions control me, never going to let my physical desires to control me. I'm just practicing, "mind over matters". I hope till then, I will be able to know how wonderful it is to be in total full control. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's there to look behind (to hell with it), when all you gotta see is what's ahead?&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer that emotional weak Joanne you all knew back then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Ling! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... happy birthday, Lloyd! Though he may not be able to see this, he's never forgotten. It's almost a year since his passing on, and the thought of his accident still pains many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, life is short. Owells. It's late, time for bed. Nights loves! Long day tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6061998701612233670?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6061998701612233670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-in-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6061998701612233670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6061998701612233670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-in-control.html' title='Be in control'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8191805868200621362</id><published>2009-11-10T22:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:29:46.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Mind over matters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我讨厌被人欺骗&lt;br /&gt;我讨厌被蒙在鼓里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我讨厌每当闭上眼时，所看到的过去及真实&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有时一切还真会让我怀疑真心对待，关心， 爱护一个人都是一个罪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;很多事，我实在是不明白，很想知道一切的事实&lt;br /&gt;很多的为什么，怎样，如果，等等..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;这就是因为这我才那么喜欢丁当的歌 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;你为什么说谎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;但又何必呢? 过去的就算了吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;所有的事情都是理所当然，发生了就不能改变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;也许我所推测的都是真实，也许不是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;可是现在，今日的事实是摆在我的面前，让我不得不接受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;算了吧，放开也许会好过些&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;我不是因为愚蠢才你被欺骗，而是我太相信, 太在乎你了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;你把我的好心当狗屎地踩，伤害&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;导致现在我所受到的伤害，及你的出卖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;够了，不会了，不会再有多一次了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;我再也不会轻易地相信任何一个人了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;我是彻彻底底的对你失望和死心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;也许你还骗得了别人，但你再也骗不了我了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;放了，放下了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;是时候为我庞大的梦想打拼了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;加油吧! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8191805868200621362?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8191805868200621362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/mind-over-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8191805868200621362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8191805868200621362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/mind-over-matters.html' title='Mind over matters.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-675456414145864506</id><published>2009-11-09T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:36:43.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Christmas Carol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've missed quite abit of movie previews the last few weeks, and finally, there's one I was able to make it today! It's the preview of Walt Disney's The Christmas Carol in 3D at Marina Square. Its the animated retelling of Charles Dicken's timeless novel of an old miser who must face Ghosts of Christmas past, present and future, as they help to bring kindness to his otherwise cold heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty classic kinda christmas movie. And watching it gives me a very christmassy feeling! On top of that, going to this preview, the organiser actually gave every patron some gifts - a jar of sweet treats, a pack of honeyed popcorn and a bottle of mineral water. Haha, season of giving. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Svg0PVszILI/AAAAAAAAFww/p3Y5Hv6uxAw/s1600-h/09-11-09_2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402125191158636722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Svg0PVszILI/AAAAAAAAFww/p3Y5Hv6uxAw/s320/09-11-09_2258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the jar lor! So cute. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, the movie's releasing next week - 19 Nov, so go catch it soon alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove past the christmas lighting in town, and man, they were so beautiful! :) Finally something to take my mind off the exams. I want to pass. I want to pass. I want to pass. Damn I want to pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Be out with the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;be a good cheer,&lt;br /&gt;be friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Make merry.&lt;br /&gt;Sip a glass of sherry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P.S: I want to watch Interview with the Vampire, the 1994 film starring Tom Cruis &amp;amp; Brad Pitt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-675456414145864506?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/675456414145864506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-carol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/675456414145864506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/675456414145864506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-carol.html' title='The Christmas Carol'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Svg0PVszILI/AAAAAAAAFww/p3Y5Hv6uxAw/s72-c/09-11-09_2258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3767789667678062428</id><published>2009-11-07T00:29:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:22:17.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>永远吃"不肥"! Happy Birthday 铁肥妮! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After Halloween, I told myself I gotta stop all playing, stay focus and study! So for the past whole week, all I did were work, class, study, sleep, eat and so on. Damn tired. And finally, weekend's here, and it's gonna be mugging weekends for the next 2 weeks, else we won't have time to study anymore, because of the warehouse sale. :( But the good thing is, I'm not alone in this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, all books and no entertainment makes me a very very dull girl, isn't it? Haha! Today (Fri) is my soulmate's birthday, and so the usuals met up for buffet dinner (as requested by birthday girl) at Sakura Int'l Buffet @ Orchard Shopping Centre! Head down there straight after work, and we ate from 7pm till closing. The thing that I had most was ICE CREAM! We were gossiping, talking and laughing - as usual. I really laughed till my tears were coming out and my jaws hurt. Hahaha, really enjoy the company of these bunch of people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRSmIsjR7I/AAAAAAAAFvw/jzP3ShQMaAQ/s1600-h/IMG_4490.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401032668246919090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRSmIsjR7I/AAAAAAAAFvw/jzP3ShQMaAQ/s320/IMG_4490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our birthday greetings for Tiffi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRTfskHqHI/AAAAAAAAFv4/VZjPSrvNcEM/s1600-h/IMG_4501.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401033657127774322" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRTfskHqHI/AAAAAAAAFv4/VZjPSrvNcEM/s320/IMG_4501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRUj6l__bI/AAAAAAAAFwA/mUqalfTHY6Y/s1600-h/IMG_4514.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401034829124861362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRUj6l__bI/AAAAAAAAFwA/mUqalfTHY6Y/s320/IMG_4514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her fiance, SNOOPY EDWIN! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRVIGEMwdI/AAAAAAAAFwI/8h_CQG_Olzs/s1600-h/IMG_4508.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401035450679607762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRVIGEMwdI/AAAAAAAAFwI/8h_CQG_Olzs/s320/IMG_4508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her soulmate, me! Psst, I looked tired. :(&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRVp29IiGI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/sqOsLS3C1c8/s1600-h/IMG_4509.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401036030738991202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRVp29IiGI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/sqOsLS3C1c8/s320/IMG_4509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRVyUWPwUI/AAAAAAAAFwY/XF2rKxAxL8Y/s1600-h/IMG_4510.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401036176067903810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRVyUWPwUI/AAAAAAAAFwY/XF2rKxAxL8Y/s320/IMG_4510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting babiweebeebee! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRWeNR1OQI/AAAAAAAAFwg/2HX40Xf4lnE/s1600-h/IMG_4506.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401036930084583682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRWeNR1OQI/AAAAAAAAFwg/2HX40Xf4lnE/s320/IMG_4506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRWmoAqTUI/AAAAAAAAFwo/5AdayvU0Kmo/s1600-h/IMG_4511.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401037074699275586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRWmoAqTUI/AAAAAAAAFwo/5AdayvU0Kmo/s320/IMG_4511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Family! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 23rd birthday soulmate Tiffi!! Lovelovelove you. :) Ever wondered why she's my soulmate? It's all because of some facebook quiz I did, which says she's my soulmate. Hahaha. Well, sometimes things can be so queer. Both of us were sorta the opposites of each other, and still we were able to click so well. Of cause there were times when we do have disagreement, but it always turn out to be - she knows me, and I know her. Both Tiffi &amp;amp; Yeappie really made a huge difference in my life (I'm not saying the rest don't), and they were the ones who transformed me for the better, stronger me. And most importantly, I can never ever get sick of their company, and always wants more. You guys rocks lah! Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed. Have a good weekend yo!&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS WORLD! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/S: I love my new blog song! And I'm so gonna learn how to sing it..... after exam. Haha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3767789667678062428?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3767789667678062428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3767789667678062428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3767789667678062428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday.html' title='永远吃&quot;不肥&quot;! Happy Birthday 铁肥妮! ♥'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SvRSmIsjR7I/AAAAAAAAFvw/jzP3ShQMaAQ/s72-c/IMG_4490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7397134371382896612</id><published>2009-11-05T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T01:07:18.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What a conincidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I read on the book - This is my Story, I realised I've met the author, Kasandra, before! She used to be a member of ZLN (Zodiac Ladies Network), and Kengey and I were members of ZLN before. There were this 3 girls out hunting for members. Kengey and I were approached by Kelly so we were under her, and the other 2 girls were Alicia and Kasandra, whom we've met during events too. Now that I look at the pictures, then I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. What a conincidence.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the book is pretty good, and I really feel like I'm reading somebody's personal blog. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7397134371382896612?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7397134371382896612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-conincidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7397134371382896612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7397134371382896612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-conincidence.html' title='What a conincidence'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4555665923894287350</id><published>2009-11-03T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T02:13:58.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>Kasandra Kong - This is my story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first time I set my eyes on the EDM (can be found on m-p-h website) I received about this book, I had thought Kasandra looks kinda pretty. And I read the short excerpt on it, which goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is my story...&lt;br /&gt;The man I trusted... the man I gave my whole life to... His secret 'affair' with my sister... A marriage preparation all by myself when I was pregnant &amp;amp; he was nowhere around... But nothing was worse when I saw my baby floating motionlessly in the toilet bowl during my first miscarriage..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I became curious about this book, so I went to take a look at her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kasandrakong.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;official website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, and my curiousity was aroused further. The book was officially released at m-p-h 2 days ago, and I was at CM this afternoon, so I purchased it using my staff pass. I've read a few chapters of the book, and I really like it. I like Kasandra's style of writing - it's very personal and honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is a true life account of a 18 year old Singapore girl. She's the age as me now, and she wrote about what happened to her when she was 18. She revealed her deepest &amp;amp; darkest secret to the world in her book. Yeah, some may think it's just another dumb girl who got cheated, and used her downfall to earn money by writing and publishing a book like such. BUT if this happens to you, do you think you have this kind of bravery? Because I know I definitely won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really respect her for her bravery. I know I'm gonna like this book for sure, thus I'm recommending it to all of you. Her book is exclusively available at m-p-h, and no, I'm not advertising for my company. Just recommending a good read... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something from the book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still.. I forgave him.. Out of love.. Who wouldn't make mistakes right? Deep in his heart, he knew I'm a rare gem to keep. He found a love fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who would keep the pain &amp;amp; truth to herself so as to uphold his good image of a loving boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;One who would think of his wardrobe and daily necessity whenever she's out shopping..&lt;br /&gt;One who wouldn't mind being misunderstood so as to protect his reputation, saving his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like an Artiste Manager would do for his talent &amp;amp; protect him at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who would remind him of important dates, things to do, bills and fines to pay, etc.. So that he would be on top of things and never missed anything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a personal Secretary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who would open a bank account to help manage his finances so that he could survive through rainy days...&lt;br /&gt;One who would chip in money to help him tide over his financial crisis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an angel Investor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who would wait on him; get his water, get the tissue, get his phone, bring the remove control over, etc.. Just so he could relax, feel loved &amp;amp; pampered, and feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;One who would run all his errands so that he didn't have to fret about a thing and focus on his work..&lt;br /&gt;One who would clean up his mess and take care of him whenever he got drunk &amp;amp; should he puke all over the place..&lt;br /&gt;One who would prepare his clothes, belongings, drink, socks and shoes before he sets off for work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a maid or nanny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself able to relate to this particular chapter (ain't typing out the FULL chapter; so that you will go read the book yourself), to a certain extent. Deja vu. But, nobody's perfect right?! Learn from mistakes, just like how Kasandra did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: 3rd Nov - 祝我家的叶之母生日快乐. :) 4th Nov - Happy Birthday to Eadric!! IPOK pls!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4555665923894287350?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4555665923894287350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/kasandra-kong-this-is-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4555665923894287350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4555665923894287350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/kasandra-kong-this-is-my-story.html' title='Kasandra Kong - This is my story...'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3315735058497490308</id><published>2009-11-01T15:11:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:37:19.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Halloween 2009 rocks! Bet everyone present last night had a ball of a time! We parties, we scared people, we drank, we danced, we snapped. Man, it's absolute hell letting loose! Haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappie came to pick me up at 6pm, had dinner before crashing Evelyn's place at Yishun Sapphire to dress up together! Tiffi and Edwin came too! We had so much fun painting Yeappie's and Edwin's nails. Hahahaha. They were so sporting! Once we're done, I received a call from my brother telling me that my dad met with a bike accident on his way back home from work. I SWEAR my heart stopped for a second! Then my brother went on to tell me my dad's fine, and that they want me to go ahead to enjoy, and he'll keep me updated. I really had no mood to party at that instant, and had wanted to rush home, till my dad told me he's fine. Thank god! Will elaborate about his accident later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 5 of us took Yeappie's car, and we went to Lunar at Clarke Quay. Our initial plan was to Butter Factory, but we reckoned everywhere would be damn packed. Edwin has friends working at Lunar, and he can take us in for free (just like Dragonfly), hence we decided to head down to Lunar. And that's really a very very very goooood choice! Love that place totally! They have chinese live band, and they not only sing chinese songs, they do sing english, korean, japanese and cantonese songs as well. I remembered everyone got damn high when they sang songs like Wonder Girls's Nobody and Poker Face! Me like! :) And during intervals, the deejay would play R&amp;amp;B for the people to dance to. Absolute fun-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a table, and Edwin &amp;amp; Yeappie opened a bottle of Martell and ordered some finger foods. We really enjoyed ourselves so damn much. Evelyn's friends came by too, and her friends brought friends too. And so many others. We made alot of new friends! Most people were dressed up in all sorts of costumes, but I think we were the coolest, 'cause whole table is VAMPIRE! Hahaha. :D Geraldine really did a great job in doing our capes. Teeheehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures! Mind you, there's alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su03zYI7BRI/AAAAAAAAFro/hgpaYFPQFac/s1600-h/IMG_4328.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399032884079822098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su03zYI7BRI/AAAAAAAAFro/hgpaYFPQFac/s320/IMG_4328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soulmate and me. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su04IHk8xbI/AAAAAAAAFrw/UwrBxLVdiMY/s1600-h/IMG_4329.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399033240411227570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su04IHk8xbI/AAAAAAAAFrw/UwrBxLVdiMY/s320/IMG_4329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex marketing team. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su05IJuw5FI/AAAAAAAAFr4/_z_1AXE9gFE/s1600-h/IMG_4331.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399034340500890706" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su05IJuw5FI/AAAAAAAAFr4/_z_1AXE9gFE/s320/IMG_4331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappie's face damn white lor!!! True blue dracula. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su05VtNW_QI/AAAAAAAAFsA/Mg_PUbeooI0/s1600-h/IMG_4333.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399034573362756866" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su05VtNW_QI/AAAAAAAAFsA/Mg_PUbeooI0/s320/IMG_4333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me want your blood. Rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su05hakFN0I/AAAAAAAAFsI/6qbJxUpJYAI/s1600-h/IMG_4338.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399034774516217666" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su05hakFN0I/AAAAAAAAFsI/6qbJxUpJYAI/s320/IMG_4338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our fangs on! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su059JZb0QI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/-H_3LO7A5tg/s1600-h/IMG_4342.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399035250944495874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su059JZb0QI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/-H_3LO7A5tg/s320/IMG_4342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my black&amp;amp;red nails and Tiffi's lacy glove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su06R-8yyLI/AAAAAAAAFsY/MAOKba8pLuU/s1600-h/IMG_4343.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399035608917264562" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su06R-8yyLI/AAAAAAAAFsY/MAOKba8pLuU/s320/IMG_4343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... girls and their toilet mirror shots. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su06nta7dPI/AAAAAAAAFsg/tyXkLy_pNvQ/s1600-h/IMG_4345.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399035982168945906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su06nta7dPI/AAAAAAAAFsg/tyXkLy_pNvQ/s320/IMG_4345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su06587dtGI/AAAAAAAAFso/6eMyTuYsYDA/s1600-h/IMG_4357.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399036295569585250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su06587dtGI/AAAAAAAAFso/6eMyTuYsYDA/s320/IMG_4357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boomz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07FkTGegI/AAAAAAAAFsw/KDtBASWkU6M/s1600-h/IMG_4346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399036495116270082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07FkTGegI/AAAAAAAAFsw/KDtBASWkU6M/s320/IMG_4346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07OpJ-10I/AAAAAAAAFs4/WjWWsRTAfWI/s1600-h/IMG_4459.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399036651039020866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07OpJ-10I/AAAAAAAAFs4/WjWWsRTAfWI/s320/IMG_4459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine really did a great job with our capes. Love it! Gonna recycle for future use. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07eOd7ZkI/AAAAAAAAFtA/kxk7lS6p6Uo/s1600-h/IMG_4350.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399036918752831042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07eOd7ZkI/AAAAAAAAFtA/kxk7lS6p6Uo/s320/IMG_4350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07m7lDsyI/AAAAAAAAFtI/dma9pUmCnMI/s1600-h/IMG_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399037068301284130" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07m7lDsyI/AAAAAAAAFtI/dma9pUmCnMI/s320/IMG_4351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07xygeXiI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/7N8XamLtodI/s1600-h/IMG_4353.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399037254844702242" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su07xygeXiI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/7N8XamLtodI/s320/IMG_4353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长不大的僵尸! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su08IHhkbuI/AAAAAAAAFtY/FV2Kt4M60E4/s1600-h/IMG_4363.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399037638443560674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su08IHhkbuI/AAAAAAAAFtY/FV2Kt4M60E4/s320/IMG_4363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su08TELpu_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/lREpY8UxkVI/s1600-h/IMG_4371.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399037826524888050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su08TELpu_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/lREpY8UxkVI/s320/IMG_4371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With and without our fangs. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su084JctkiI/AAAAAAAAFto/6iHbgMJ0Y8Q/s1600-h/IMG_4386.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399038463593779746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su084JctkiI/AAAAAAAAFto/6iHbgMJ0Y8Q/s320/IMG_4386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.Ov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09Fz_OfYI/AAAAAAAAFtw/PIMQTyh-seY/s1600-h/IMG_4373.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399038698351132034" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09Fz_OfYI/AAAAAAAAFtw/PIMQTyh-seY/s320/IMG_4373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Edwin. Another sporting one. Check out his painted nails. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09V-XyvnI/AAAAAAAAFt4/MxJImyD_vKY/s1600-h/IMG_4388.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399038976016432754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09V-XyvnI/AAAAAAAAFt4/MxJImyD_vKY/s320/IMG_4388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09h4i6aoI/AAAAAAAAFuA/YIHJfBTfyhc/s1600-h/IMG_4393.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399039180610890370" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09h4i6aoI/AAAAAAAAFuA/YIHJfBTfyhc/s320/IMG_4393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my love. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09xYo9NtI/AAAAAAAAFuI/d1fb8xKj9bM/s1600-h/IMG_4397.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399039446924211922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su09xYo9NtI/AAAAAAAAFuI/d1fb8xKj9bM/s320/IMG_4397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our new friend, Phylisia. She's almost as fun size as me!! But taller than me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-DHOrarI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/eCkbs0WQsbI/s1600-h/IMG_4377.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399039751488236210" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-DHOrarI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/eCkbs0WQsbI/s320/IMG_4377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Yeappie really look like a dracula here. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-YTWrlYI/AAAAAAAAFuY/GpZaiKlDAv4/s1600-h/IMG_4406.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399040115520279938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-YTWrlYI/AAAAAAAAFuY/GpZaiKlDAv4/s320/IMG_4406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for doing such a wonderful job on our capes, Geraldine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-n1NR_2I/AAAAAAAAFug/db_i77GwBnE/s1600-h/IMG_4409.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399040382305697634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-n1NR_2I/AAAAAAAAFug/db_i77GwBnE/s320/IMG_4409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capes wearer! Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-0dd75_I/AAAAAAAAFuo/JADHk-CiZYQ/s1600-h/IMG_4410.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399040599271401458" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0-0dd75_I/AAAAAAAAFuo/JADHk-CiZYQ/s320/IMG_4410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricks 'N' Treats, kiddies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0_D5X3KII/AAAAAAAAFuw/W3VXBMWi7UE/s1600-h/IMG_4422.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399040864460155010" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0_D5X3KII/AAAAAAAAFuw/W3VXBMWi7UE/s320/IMG_4422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed Phylisia's friend's bunny ears! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0_cFs6pJI/AAAAAAAAFu4/8HFrp71t7mY/s1600-h/IMG_4429.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399041280086549650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0_cFs6pJI/AAAAAAAAFu4/8HFrp71t7mY/s320/IMG_4429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me likes this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0_x_xPxLI/AAAAAAAAFvA/kuOHX2Tislc/s1600-h/IMG_4438.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399041656451220658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su0_x_xPxLI/AAAAAAAAFvA/kuOHX2Tislc/s320/IMG_4438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1AqJCthtI/AAAAAAAAFvg/LNtxjX1ASCg/s1600-h/IMG_4464.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399042621013067474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1AqJCthtI/AAAAAAAAFvg/LNtxjX1ASCg/s320/IMG_4464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1ACeWQ18I/AAAAAAAAFvI/7S9lJx8V5Fk/s1600-h/IMG_4439.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399041939537450946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1ACeWQ18I/AAAAAAAAFvI/7S9lJx8V5Fk/s320/IMG_4439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1ASIc5GDI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/y8DRnxsVLYM/s1600-h/IMG_4451.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399042208537581618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1ASIc5GDI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/y8DRnxsVLYM/s320/IMG_4451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1AeIQ7fsI/AAAAAAAAFvY/rBNkV7oGccM/s1600-h/IMG_4453.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399042414645837506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1AeIQ7fsI/AAAAAAAAFvY/rBNkV7oGccM/s320/IMG_4453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1A0vDgWyI/AAAAAAAAFvo/_9iBhM0xUWE/s1600-h/IMG_4467.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399042803015637794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su1A0vDgWyI/AAAAAAAAFvo/_9iBhM0xUWE/s320/IMG_4467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found that horns somewhere. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures in &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=117774&amp;amp;id=600585673&amp;amp;l=fc9d6baef2" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had a great time! We left Lunar at 4am, and Yeappie sent us home. I finally crashed at close to 6am. Best Halloween ever! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to my dad's accident, it took place along Yishun Ring Road near Chong Pang. It was raining quite heavily, and my dad waited till the rain subsided a little before riding home. It's green light, but I think because it's raining, so there's this 10year old cyclist decided to dashed across the road. Fortunately, my dad wasn't speeding, else I dare not imagine the worst case scenario! My dad swerved to the side to avoid the little boy, and because of that, the bike skid and buang the side. Luckily my dad wasn't going at high speed, else I don't know where he'll be flung to. Dammit. He fell off the bike and injured his knees. :( The boy was safe, but my dad scratched his knee caps and arms. :((( There were ambulance, and they help my dad clean his wound before my dad took the bus back home (when I heard this, I almost fainted). His phone was soaked in the rainwater, so he was unable to call home, and he didn't want to scare my mom over the phone. That's why he decided to limp back home, which was 2 bus stops away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my brother, my dad came home all drenched and bloody. Ouch, I swear I'd have burst out crying at that sight man. As for that little boy, he got ticked off by the eyewitnesses there, and he went home crying and he told his dad about the incident. I must say, the little boy's dad is very very very very nice! He went down to the accident scene, and saw my dad's bike (boot opened) lying on the ground. He searched the boot, saw my dad's insurance slip and found our address. He was saying the police wanted to towed my dad's bike away, but he stopped them and asked for 15mins to look for my dad. So he drove to our place, and send my bro to the scene to push the bike home (2 bus stops away; good exercise for him!). After that, the lil boy's dad drove back to our place and send my dad to the clinic and hospital for x-ray. Luckily my dad knee joints suffered a little sprained only, and nothing more! Thank goodness! Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the entire night last night, I held on to my phone for my brother to keep me updated. It's only after my dad called and told me he's fine and ask me to enjoy myself then I was able to feel relieved. And oh, that little boy and his dad actually dropped by our place this morning with a fruit basket to apologise. And the little boy bowed somemore! Despite his wrong, I must say he's really well-mannered. Nobody's perfect right? :) And they even paid for my dad's medical bills, and a lump sum of money to fix the bike. It's hard to see such responsible people around these days. For some others, they could jolly well just forget about it and not go back to the accident scene to track our home address right? :) Whatever it is, I'm really glad my dad's fine. I can't imagine anything bad happen to him. Shall stop him from riding his bike for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3315735058497490308?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3315735058497490308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3315735058497490308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3315735058497490308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Su03zYI7BRI/AAAAAAAAFro/hgpaYFPQFac/s72-c/IMG_4328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4703921128300732395</id><published>2009-10-31T00:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:33:33.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Life is not all about surviving the storm, it's about being able to dance in the rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Hell's letting loose. It's Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;Happy freako Halloween to all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not like I DO celebrate Halloween. It's just me and my bunch of friends are planning to have some fun! Moreover, Singaporeans are getting more and more westernized, hence on Halloween nights, you do see people dressing up in a really freaky outlook partying all over Singapore. And this year, it's gonna be my FIRST! Had a peek at the costume Geraldine DIY for us today, and it looks damn awesome! I can't wait! It's gonna be fun, and best of all, my soulmate's going! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Nuff said about Halloween. I'll go on about it again after the party. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoooray!! After close to 3 months of hard work, we are finally done with the annual christmas catalogue production! Evelyn &amp;amp; Carine, let's give ourselves a pat on the back for the hard work! For the last couple of days, we were at the verge of KILLING somebody, 'cause we were supposed to send the artwork for printing yesterday afternoon. Then some people just decided to start proof-reading on Tuesday (despite having the artwork to proof-read since last week), so we had countless of last minute changes to make. Eve and I almost went berserk the last two days 'cause of these people. Hello, we do have a dateline to meet you know? Shingz! -_- Ohwells, it's ALL OVER NOW!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn and I cabbed down to the printer shop at Macperson this afternoon, and stayed there for a couple of hours to do some artwork bleeding and stuffs. Richard, the manager who liased with us is quite a friendly guy, who was reeeealllly humourous. He said to us, "what's a life without humour?". Haha, how true. After the whole thing, he even offered to send us to Orchard! :) And on the way, we talked alot. He was sharing with us about his experience in relationships. He was in a 12-year relationship, and recently just broke off 'cause of a 3rd party. And many other stuffs. There's a thing he said, &lt;em&gt;"if a guy dumps his girl, he will feel relieved at first and will then be remorseful after that. the guy will only be remorseful if he REALLY loved the girl. he won't if he never did loved her."&lt;/em&gt; Love, how do you differentiate between 'love' and 'like'? I don't know, but there's just certain things that he said.... I'd really beg to differ. Crude way of saying it, guys only think using their &lt;em&gt;you-know-what&lt;/em&gt; most of the time. No offence to some tho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, Evelyn and I went to look for Yeappie who has waited for us for an hour plus at ION. Hahaha. And we went shopping for our Halloween stuffs, but ended up empty-handed. Geraldine and another friend of Eve's, Zhenyuan, joined us too. We had dinner, chit-chatted, made fast friends, shopped around, made plans for Halloween, etc. Went to check out Orchard Towers aka the 4 storey of whores, before deciding to drive to Chalk @ Mt Sophia to chill out instead. That place is a really nice place, with a really nice view and some nice Belgium beer, but I ordered Lime juice instead. Haha! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappie then sent us home, and here I am. We were supposed to be SHOPPING, but we ended up sitting down in cafes talking, talking and talking! It was great nonetheless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this feeling I'm having now. I had the verge to do something, but then again, I want it to remain this way. So perfect. Jiayoujiayoujiayou! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4703921128300732395?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4703921128300732395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-not-all-about-surviving-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4703921128300732395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4703921128300732395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-not-all-about-surviving-storm.html' title='Life is not all about surviving the storm, it&apos;s about being able to dance in the rain.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5497508360301965843</id><published>2009-10-27T23:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:49:14.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Selfish, not selfless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, whenever I wanna scream FML (fxxk my life),&lt;br /&gt;I had to constantly remind myself to count my many other blessings instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I wish, I wish...&lt;br /&gt;I have more time on hand! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite feeling VERY tired every single day, I still enjoy staying up late doing all the whatnots - mugging, youtubing all the make-me-LOL video clips, msn-ing, watching drama/movie, reading, etc. I used to sleep before 12mn on weekdays, but these days, I've been staying up till past 1am. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ohmygawd!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*imitates Taiwanese 慧慈*&lt;/em&gt; I need more time doing all those whatnots I mentioned above! Especially when it's less than a month away to my exam. Been ages since I'm back to the books, now that I've been doing it for the past 2 weeks, I'm enjoying every moment of it. There sure is LOTS to study and memorise, but surprisingly, I'm genuinely enjoying it. Can't wait to be certified! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近，我总是感到闷闷地，直到我把一切心里的不安都倾诉给我的好友听.&lt;br /&gt;Someone whom I can totally be myself with, someone whom at times I don't even have to say much and yet be understood, someone whom I'm greatly influenced by, someone who motivates me and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt alot during this period of time. Life is &lt;---&gt; this short, and I gotta take control of my life, and not be controlled. Just be myself, and never be afraid to be judged, because, the person I'm afraid of judging me will probably be too absorbed in worrying about himself being judged by me to care about judging me. Be confident and selfish, and not to be too selfless. Because, reality is, people don't even care if you're selfless and be touched by you or your kind acts, as they'll just treat you as fools and make use of you. We don't have to be nice and kind souls to hope for the other party to love you more, appreciate you more, or be touched by you, because I know, all I need is myself to love myself more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;Well, just a penny of thought. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I can't can't can't wait for Halloween!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ohmygawd!&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;imitates Taiwanese 慧慈 again*&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5497508360301965843?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5497508360301965843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/selfish-not-selfless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5497508360301965843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5497508360301965843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/selfish-not-selfless.html' title='Selfish, not selfless.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-989858500407313915</id><published>2009-10-25T20:17:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:39:06.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>I will sail my boat, till the river runs dry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What an eventful and fulfiling, yet tiring weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday nights, almost every fortnight. Time for the same ol bunch of us to unwind ourselves after a week of slogging. For this week, we went bowling at OCC. Bowled for 2 games, before we had our late Thai dinner at Chong Pang. I wondered what's our next activity? Halloween!! Or probably singing karaook! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the best of all days, because I went to the gathering of the year! All thanks to Guang Lin, who made all of it happen. Without his initiative and coordinating, this gathering won't even take place. Kudos dude! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After graduating from MSL since 2003, we have not met up as a whole at all. Guang Lin started this events thread on facebook few months ago, invited all of us in to discuss the best date to organise a chalet outing. Once we've settled for the best date, Diling went to book the chalet at a cheaper rate, as I guess 'cause her company got staff rate or something. After months of anticipation, Friday to Sunday was the gathering. And I made it to the BBQ only yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus down to Downtown East at 3ish, and Kwok Keong came and fetch me into the chalet, which is quite a distance away. Quite a few of them were already there, and we began a short round of mahjong. We mingled, caught up with each other, reminisced, etc. You know, the usual stuffs at a gathering. And the usual questions, 'what are you doing now?', 'working or studying now?', 'at where? as what?', etc. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our guest of honour was none other than our form teacher - Mrs Tan!! She didn't change much, except her hair's longer now. Initially, she couldn't remember most of our names, but after awhile, she manage to. She remembered cutting my fringe during one of the many spot checks, and smacking my arm with her papers for talking too much with Diling while she's teaching, etc. Hahaha, we all sat around and chit-chatted. It was really really really great! I believe all of us had a reeeeeeeeeealllly goood time. :) And at the end of the night, when Mrs Tan left, all of us even stood and bowed saying, &lt;em&gt;"Thank you, Mrs Tan!".&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha, the same old way we used to do in high school. And that, actually bring us quite alot of attention around Coasta Sands. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, it's been so many years. Long 时间 no 看见! Lots of drastic changes. Someone's married, someone who used to be softspoken became policewoman, someone who plays basketball with the guys all the time became a model, etc etc. Some smokers had to smoke discreetly during school days even smoked openly in front of Mrs Tan now. Hahaha. We used talk about all the kiddo topics, and now all we talked about is cars, bachelors, marriage life, etc etc. It's so different now. In a good way of cause. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, my Tiffany darl actually texted me in the morning saying she couldn't make it to the gathering, and I was really disappointed. But who knows! She came and surprised me from the back, almost causing me to choke on a hotdog. Hahaa, sounds wrong. But girl, really happy that you came! Chynhui too, ages since I saw her! :D The 3 of us had some catching up, before leaving together at 9ish. Hitched a ride from Chynhui back to Yishun. I was feeling really tired, hence did not stay longer to see Mr Seow (our chinese and NPCC teacher) who I heard went down to the chalet too. Such a pity. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures we took, there were more which Guang Lin had just tagged us on facebook. Damn, it really was the gathering of the year! Seriously. :) And next... we can't wait for MSL 10 years anniversary next year, which we heard we (MSL pioneer batch) will be invited! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRIoZitMdI/AAAAAAAAFqo/X5Tu4N1D0KI/s1600-h/IMG_4305.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396518112385118674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRIoZitMdI/AAAAAAAAFqo/X5Tu4N1D0KI/s320/IMG_4305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Popi and her gf, anie. Hahaha, Popi was disturbing me the whole time about 'sexy hair'. Well, that used to be my high school nickname given to me by him. Wahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRKMqFtgXI/AAAAAAAAFqw/_ghlikYRtLQ/s1600-h/IMG_4309.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396519834813825394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRKMqFtgXI/AAAAAAAAFqw/_ghlikYRtLQ/s320/IMG_4309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyder and Mannan drew this to place outside the chalet. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRLVgK0jWI/AAAAAAAAFq4/cPps9cB1k0g/s1600-h/IMG_4311.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396521086281354594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRLVgK0jWI/AAAAAAAAFq4/cPps9cB1k0g/s320/IMG_4311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Missy nurse, Yunhui. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRPKpBdVGI/AAAAAAAAFrA/prf2lXzcbfA/s1600-h/IMG_4312.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396525297725953122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRPKpBdVGI/AAAAAAAAFrA/prf2lXzcbfA/s320/IMG_4312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls who were early - me, Peiwen, Yunhui, Kim &amp;amp; Diling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRSIgIXIjI/AAAAAAAAFrI/R4WmVseDpN0/s1600-h/IMG_4314.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396528559514133042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRSIgIXIjI/AAAAAAAAFrI/R4WmVseDpN0/s320/IMG_4314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRUWwopv9I/AAAAAAAAFrQ/aV4RAwmtL3U/s1600-h/IMG_4324.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396531003485962194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRUWwopv9I/AAAAAAAAFrQ/aV4RAwmtL3U/s320/IMG_4324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffy darl, Chynhui the policewoman &amp;amp; me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the pictures of the night! It's all so... you know.. BOOMZ! Lololol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRVn0UKSbI/AAAAAAAAFrY/mcffgrEyPi8/s1600-h/IMG_4319.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396532396043159986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRVn0UKSbI/AAAAAAAAFrY/mcffgrEyPi8/s320/IMG_4319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRWT4qmdZI/AAAAAAAAFrg/bFeKSCE6SFU/s1600-h/IMG_4320.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396533153125266834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRWT4qmdZI/AAAAAAAAFrg/bFeKSCE6SFU/s320/IMG_4320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class shots in 2009! Well, with a few missing ones of cause. Seng, Fizzy, Cashwinn, Reina, Popi, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, Yeappie, Evelyn, Geraldine and I went to the No.1 Novelty Costume shop to shop for Halloween costumes! It's the one Yeappie and I went 2 months ago at Aliwal St, but when we got there, there's a sign telling us they have shifted to Jalan Lebak Kallang instead. The new shop is huugeeeee, with lots of costumes to choose from. We began going around getting ideas, trying out the costumes, etc. I still stuck to the choice I had in mine, and when I found what I want, Geraldine suggested doing our costumes. We got the accessories instead, and drove down to Spotlight at PS and got our materials for Geraldine to DIY the costumes for all of us. We all decided to be a ______ together. Let's wait till after Halloween then we'll revealed what we gonna be. Well, what I can say is that, initially I was torn between being a chinese ghost (with two red big dots on my cheek) and a ______, but have decided to settle being a ______, which seems cooler and easier to be. Hahaha, so excited already! Next week! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Feels really drained right now, so pardon for any grammar or typo errors. Too lazy to proofread. :x&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I wonder what the shingz is wrong with my facebook. Can't view some friends' profiles, even tho they're still on my list. Lost some friends too. Too lazy to add back. Let's see if I can do a addy book import..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silence is golden. :)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-989858500407313915?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/989858500407313915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-will-sail-my-boat-till-river-runs-dry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/989858500407313915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/989858500407313915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-will-sail-my-boat-till-river-runs-dry.html' title='I will sail my boat, till the river runs dry.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SuRIoZitMdI/AAAAAAAAFqo/X5Tu4N1D0KI/s72-c/IMG_4305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2523455513658663685</id><published>2009-10-21T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:41:23.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EarBug'/><title type='text'>Now, tell me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HOW CAN YOU RESIST SUCH ADORABLE BEINGS!!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/St8rSG3-x8I/AAAAAAAAFqY/YZPIYkHrpJ4/s1600-h/wang+seok+hyun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395078468696197058" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/St8rSG3-x8I/AAAAAAAAFqY/YZPIYkHrpJ4/s320/wang+seok+hyun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/St8rWwYYefI/AAAAAAAAFqg/jRmNlzlMIX4/s1600-h/nickhun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395078548557429234" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/St8rWwYYefI/AAAAAAAAFqg/jRmNlzlMIX4/s320/nickhun1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wang Seok Hyun and Nickhun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlcT0Di5b1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlcT0Di5b1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucha adorable 6 year old - Wang Seok Hyun. ♥ He acted in Speed Scandal and 拜托小姐, and boy he's really cute!!!! I want english subs for this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ziq4c17cxs0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ziq4c17cxs0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wang Seok Hyun AND NICKHUN from 2PM. Oh Gosh! Both such cuties. *swoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yOH_90jlOsk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yOH_90jlOsk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Khunnie~ :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, don't mind me. I just went crazy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2523455513658663685?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2523455513658663685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2523455513658663685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2523455513658663685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-tell-me.html' title='Now, tell me..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/St8rSG3-x8I/AAAAAAAAFqY/YZPIYkHrpJ4/s72-c/wang+seok+hyun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4212162116597913841</id><published>2009-10-19T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:20:41.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Love is felt, not said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIKES&lt;/span&gt; the following article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;甜蜜的爱侣，也有一日不见如隔三秋的相思，那是甜蜜的寂寞。而有一些不得已的分开，无论时间长短，或是永远，思念的痛苦，寂寞感觉，一样存在，只是时间上的不同，有些是一生相随。而单恋或暗恋，残缺的爱情，荡肠回气，刻骨铭心，更多的是寂寞与痛苦。两个人彼此相爱，应已是幸福，但我们好象还总不满足，认为如果相爱就应该是平等的爱情，彼此的感觉应该是一致，但在生活中，男女却发觉就是两个人相爱，也总有一方会觉得他（她）爱得更多，付出的更多。类似如我们曾听过的抱怨：“我爱你更甚于爱自己，而你怎么总象有所保留？”其实两个人彼此相爱，能够走在一起，就应该满足，爱情，简单平淡就已经足够，简单平淡本身就是一种幸福。衡量或对比只是徒劳与自扰，而大多时候我们都在自寻烦恼。深爱一个人，希望对方得到幸福，这是大多数人的初衷，而既然相爱，又何必去计较，有些道理我们深知，但有时在现实中却并非自己想象的理性。两个人相爱，这些也只不过是甜蜜的小烦恼，只是我们过于追求完美。如果爱一个人就是希望他（她）得到幸福，爱情有时侯是牺牲自己的一部分甚至全部，有时侯爱是成全。爱情是理想的一种，有些人对待事业等其它人生目标的追求也是持这种态度，或许这些理想的追求者他们的付出同时就是他们的收获。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　一般女人最想听到男人所说的就是“我爱你”，且希望所爱男人时常对着她们说起那三个字，百听不厌。而这三个字就是直到如今这个年代，也还是男人最难说出口的字眼。当然，其中多少也是保守的传统观念所影响，有些是大男人主义作风。男人总是不敢轻易说出“我爱你”，因为与女人不同的是，面对爱情，男人首先感觉的是强烈的责任感，男人总会考虑和重视的是自己的资格，不轻易言爱。男人对“我爱你”感觉不单那不只是口头的一句话，而是一个承诺，有责任感的男人不轻易许诺，而怕承担责任的男人也如是，所谓“一诺千金”，其实更应该说是“一诺千钧”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　有时侯，就算两个人相爱，男人也不喜欢女人老是提醒他们要她们说“我爱你”，感觉似是对他们的不信任，也似是时刻提醒着不要忘记他们的承诺。对他们来说，经常说“我爱你”，也感觉好象比较随意轻率，且男人一般认为行动总比口头上的言语实际，但平凡的生活中不会总有太多大风大浪的考验，更多的只是芝麻绿豆的琐事，男人所能表达的方式也就只能是通过不起眼的细节和琐事，而天性浪漫的女人所更需要的是男人甜蜜的话语，所以女人有时总认为男人对于爱情没有她们投入的多，或没有像她们那么重视。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　男人不轻易说出“我爱你”那三个字，也是害怕随之而来的“对不起”，害怕女人说出“对不起”拒绝他们或伤害他们，那时候男人面对的不只是爱情方面的挫折，男人面对爱情时有强烈的责任感和资格的自我评定，所以受挫的还有他们的男人尊严，好象拒绝或离开是对他们能力的否定，由此会产生自卑的感觉。同时男人也害怕 “对不起”出自于他们口中，伤害看起来比他们柔弱的女性是男人之所不欲。有时侯，木讷的男人在女人紧逼下，说出口的也许是“I LOVE YOU”，而非“我爱你”，其实没有什么区别，但男人总是不想过于直接，好象那样会婉转一些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　一些人，他们的沉默里有多少不为人所知的心事与沉重的故事，寂寞埋藏于他们心的深处，也许只有他们自己了解，爱有时侯并不需要用语言来表达。有些相爱而迫不得已的分开，不为人知，只是永远埋藏在心最深处，沉默里。寂寞是爱过之后，曾经的深情，成为挥之不去的寂寞，昨日的殷殷笑语成为今日的惆怅心事。故事沉默于心里，流露的只是心情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4212162116597913841?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4212162116597913841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-is-felt-not-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4212162116597913841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4212162116597913841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-is-felt-not-said.html' title='Love is felt, not said.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7690619857151994695</id><published>2009-10-19T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:46:46.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The world is full of idiots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So much pain, so much angst, so much joy, so much love.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if all is worth it. We go through life's cycle in various permutations of the above and it repeats itself, in different forms and different ways. All that's to what purpose? So we can say at the end of the experience that we have learned, grown stronger, wiser, all the more capable to deal with the next wave that comes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it really irks me that one's thoughts can be so warped.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the world is full of nonsensical idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7690619857151994695?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7690619857151994695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-is-full-of-idiots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7690619857151994695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7690619857151994695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-is-full-of-idiots.html' title='The world is full of idiots'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1344777723231066197</id><published>2009-10-17T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:10:34.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Hello Again, TCSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been long, TCSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeejay texted Yeappie and I yesterday asking us out for a drink at TCSS. Since we've not met up for quite sometime, so we agreed. Seems like TCSS got new waitresses even. Laughs. We met at 9.30pm, finished up the 1/4 balance of Martell and ordered 2 jugs of beer. I didn't drink alot, as my objective of going there is to SING. Haha, only managed to sing 3 songs though. We chit-chatted alot about our upcoming plans and stuffs. Thank you both for having faith in me. Ohwells, whatever it is, be it the society, economy or reality, we will definitely prove Zeejay wrong! :D After all the drinking, singing and chatting, we left at 1ish and drove to Geylang to have Frog Leg Porridge Supper. Man, we sure can eat that every week without getting sick of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't drank for months, and I still am not a fan of beer. Haha! Speaking of pubs, Elijah (a friend I knew through Yun 3 years back), whom I found on facebook recently, got in touch with me and told me he's doing a Pub business at 74 Circular Road, Boat Quay - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/clubstrawberry?ref=mf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Club Strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. The name sounds so cute. Hahaha. It's opening on the 27th October, and they are having some party during Halloween. So... do support ya! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, weekend rocks! Mahjong tonight with my 2 cuzzies! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1344777723231066197?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1344777723231066197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-again-tcss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1344777723231066197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1344777723231066197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-again-tcss.html' title='Hello Again, TCSS!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1210575853891161011</id><published>2009-10-16T15:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:38:30.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>La Bamba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been chirruping much these days, uttering in à la twitter-esque style.&lt;br /&gt;So are you ... following me already? Haha, that sounds creepy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited over this whole ordeal, and I really can't wait! I aim to pass in only one attempt. Ironically, I'm enjoying the process so much that I don't want it to be over. Ohwells. I'm glad to have the motivation in doing this. :) I'm striving to do very well in this, and achieve my goal by next year. Hopefully. No more dying drive, pretty please! :) And I know I can never thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; enough. Thank you, &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, work has been extremely hectic for us. It's the Christmas Catalogue season, and dateline's nearing! Our eyes are becoming crossed at the end of everyday, because we have been straining them so hard doing the artworks. Almost done, almost done.. can't wait for this to be OVER! Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is coming, and I already have in mind what I want to dress up as. Teeheeheehee. BUT, most of us are not as enthu about it as before now, because we certainly have more important events to look forward to. Well, we'll see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, the Hong Kong dramas - 古灵精探 &amp;amp; 古灵精探B were kickass awesome! I feel smart watching them. Watching &lt;em&gt;Take Care of the Young Lady&lt;/em&gt; I(Korean) next. And oh, may I add, watching shows at home ON MY QUEENIE BED, rocks my socks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, logorrhea done.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outspoken. Checked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Happy Birthday Larling!!!!! Rock on yo!! vVo.OvV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1210575853891161011?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1210575853891161011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/la-bamba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1210575853891161011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1210575853891161011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/la-bamba.html' title='La Bamba'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6201545675059517053</id><published>2009-10-13T23:31:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:31:07.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>The older the fiddler, the sweeter the tune. Happy Birthday larling! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16th October is my bestie larling's 23rd birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;Due to the break-up, I did not get to celebrate her 22nd birthday last year, hence I decided to make it all up to her this year. :) And also, we're celebrating her passing of the driving test last Friday in just ONE attempt. Well done, girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a day off from work today and baked the birthday girl Cookies 'N' Cream Cupcakes. Spent about 3 hours meddling around in the kitchen this afternoon, and the cuplets turn out.... fine. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StShauzfPjI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/bRxPmx4X9So/s1600-h/IMG_4265.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392112134481985074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StShauzfPjI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/bRxPmx4X9So/s320/IMG_4265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the birthday girl in town at 5.30pm before making our way to Meritus Mandarin Hotel. As everyone probably knows, the hotel is under some big-time upgrading since 2006 and the upgrading's still not completed today. We had to walk all the way to the other end across Takashima to enter the hotel, take a lift to the 5th floor to the hotel lobby. And from the hotel lobby, we had to take another elevator up to Chatterbox, which is at the 39th floor. Chatterbox used to be at the ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSi02VfkkI/AAAAAAAAFog/tglbqVeE4mc/s1600-h/dinning.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392113682691887682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSi02VfkkI/AAAAAAAAFog/tglbqVeE4mc/s320/dinning.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed this so much, and we were hoping it will taste as good as we used to eat (discreetly btw) during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSijO6KyHI/AAAAAAAAFoY/ObQoKVJ_dVo/s1600-h/meritus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392113380050520178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSijO6KyHI/AAAAAAAAFoY/ObQoKVJ_dVo/s320/meritus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dining area. (got this image online)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSjZVZjaSI/AAAAAAAAFoo/r086dFtnrS4/s1600-h/IMG_4268.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392114309505706274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSjZVZjaSI/AAAAAAAAFoo/r086dFtnrS4/s320/IMG_4268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is GOOD STUFF! *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;And this set cost $22. The most expensive chicken rice we ever had, but it's all worth while! Seriously. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSju5XjcdI/AAAAAAAAFow/bcYuQ9x2ZyU/s1600-h/IMG_4266.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392114679938249170" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSju5XjcdI/AAAAAAAAFow/bcYuQ9x2ZyU/s320/IMG_4266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this ice lemon tea cost $8. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate, we talked, we cam-whored. Saw the Meritus staffs walking past, and we began reminisced our banquet days. We had to agree that of all the hotels we worked in (Conrad, Pan Pac, Hilton &amp;amp; Meritus), Meritus's uniform looked the best already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSkv3i4rOI/AAAAAAAAFpA/-FpeJ6Mvdo4/s1600-h/Jo+and+Li%27e_105.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392115796140403938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSkv3i4rOI/AAAAAAAAFpA/-FpeJ6Mvdo4/s320/Jo+and+Li%27e_105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSnLDBUeII/AAAAAAAAFp4/ffthvbIZlG8/s1600-h/Jo+and+Li%27e_117.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392118462100568194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSnLDBUeII/AAAAAAAAFp4/ffthvbIZlG8/s320/Jo+and+Li%27e_117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, those were the days. :) After we're done with our meals, I sang a softsoft birthday song for Li'e. The staffs saw, and even gave us a slice of complimantary mango cake! Such good service. Ahem. :D And so, we began taking loads of pictures, and btw, I brought along my mini tripod too! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSkCYlgXqI/AAAAAAAAFo4/kC1-vG3yxs0/s1600-h/IMG_4276.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392115014735781538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSkCYlgXqI/AAAAAAAAFo4/kC1-vG3yxs0/s320/IMG_4276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSlf7bOjOI/AAAAAAAAFpI/6fO2RAGQlC4/s1600-h/IMG_4274.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116621815745762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSlf7bOjOI/AAAAAAAAFpI/6fO2RAGQlC4/s320/IMG_4274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very lovely cuplets. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSl6Dn4qPI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/FPEdLet_qcw/s1600-h/IMG_4278.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117070692919538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSl6Dn4qPI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/FPEdLet_qcw/s320/IMG_4278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complimentary mango cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSmI8GoXQI/AAAAAAAAFpY/q8LpHscNOpw/s1600-h/IMG_4272.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117326372429058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSmI8GoXQI/AAAAAAAAFpY/q8LpHscNOpw/s320/IMG_4272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, everyone knows her age. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSmg2KORRI/AAAAAAAAFpg/jbKmw46_NFM/s1600-h/IMG_4275.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117737093743890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSmg2KORRI/AAAAAAAAFpg/jbKmw46_NFM/s320/IMG_4275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of us ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSm1I2U7zI/AAAAAAAAFpo/PSk_19cQLx4/s1600-h/IMG_4282.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392118085707951922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSm1I2U7zI/AAAAAAAAFpo/PSk_19cQLx4/s320/IMG_4282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSnBYZ7-BI/AAAAAAAAFpw/N3TGK9eX8lg/s1600-h/IMG_4286.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392118296042272786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSnBYZ7-BI/AAAAAAAAFpw/N3TGK9eX8lg/s320/IMG_4286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSnZs7vxGI/AAAAAAAAFqA/JuY_EMbOPFM/s1600-h/IMG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And many more! Hahaha. We then foot the bill, which we were entitled to 30% discount, before leaving for our movie preview. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSoKSl8AzI/AAAAAAAAFqI/rUtXhp-zEWc/s1600-h/IMG_4296.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392119548612444978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSoKSl8AzI/AAAAAAAAFqI/rUtXhp-zEWc/s320/IMG_4296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okokok, last one! Hahaha. Go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113543&amp;amp;id=600585673&amp;amp;l=6144a4301c" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my facebook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for more. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSooh3zcJI/AAAAAAAAFqQ/0OcLNjkZ7f8/s1600-h/3555357915_a74027ae79.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392120068109987986" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StSooh3zcJI/AAAAAAAAFqQ/0OcLNjkZ7f8/s320/3555357915_a74027ae79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the preview of this at Cine after our dinner. This movie is based on Jodi Picoult's novel, and it's a really moving and tear-inducing film. It's releasing on 22nd Oct, so go catch it soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time today. I hope you too, larling! Happy birthday to you in advanced! Hope you like the cake, dinner AND BIRD NEST I prepared for you. Lovelove you! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow! Guess it's mad rush again. Doh.&lt;br /&gt;Good nights! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Confidence. checked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6201545675059517053?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6201545675059517053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/older-fiddler-sweeter-tune-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6201545675059517053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6201545675059517053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/older-fiddler-sweeter-tune-happy.html' title='The older the fiddler, the sweeter the tune. Happy Birthday larling! :)'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StShauzfPjI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/bRxPmx4X9So/s72-c/IMG_4265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-398305073035645895</id><published>2009-10-11T20:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:30:01.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Sing till we drop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;解脱是肯承认这是个错 我不应该还不放手 你有自由走我有自由好好过&lt;br /&gt;解脱是懂擦干泪看以后 找个新方向往前走&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a pretty good weekend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday (and Thursday actually) was our yearly TPY Hub sale and I wasn't down for duty for both days. :p Our clearing up on Friday ended early at 5ish, and we've planned to have Crab dinner at TPY Lorong 8 that night. 2 black pepper crabsand 1 chilli crab (and some side dishes) for the 5 of us - Uncle Sai, Yeappie, Evelyn, Carine and myself. We ate, gossip, and crap over dinner before calling it a day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I spent my day doing lots of stuffs at home, followed by sinful supper with buddy Yeap at night. Frog leg chicken at Geylang followed by Peach Melba at Han's Upp Thomson. Spicy + Cold dessert = shit brewing in me the whole night!!! Sounds gross I know, but that's the reason why Eadric used to call me a &lt;i&gt;sai brewery&lt;/i&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I went Partyworld Woodlands for a K-session with Kengey and Kimmy today. We sure sang to our fill man!! Sang non-stop from 2pm to 6pm, and now my voice's all hoarse now. We had so much fun singing to upbeat korean songs like Sorry Sorry, Nobody, Gee &amp;amp; Maria. Haha, damn high. Shan't embarress ourselves here with our unglam vids here. Hahaha! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StHM4qJz-oI/AAAAAAAAFoA/37EDplecj14/s1600-h/18-11-06_2103.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391315502699379330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StHM4qJz-oI/AAAAAAAAFoA/37EDplecj14/s320/18-11-06_2103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was us in 2006! Kbox Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StHNLv-ExbI/AAAAAAAAFoI/EfS1gRyYwyQ/s1600-h/IMG_4241.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391315830678275506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StHNLv-ExbI/AAAAAAAAFoI/EfS1gRyYwyQ/s320/IMG_4241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No similar angle shot, but a timer shot of us TODAY. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the sore throat now, I had loads of fun today. We should do it more often, girls! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, 15th Oct is nearing!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-398305073035645895?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/398305073035645895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/sing-till-we-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/398305073035645895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/398305073035645895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/sing-till-we-drop.html' title='Sing till we drop!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/StHM4qJz-oI/AAAAAAAAFoA/37EDplecj14/s72-c/18-11-06_2103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1438732385404841978</id><published>2009-10-10T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:30:20.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EarBug'/><title type='text'>Moon River</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moon River, wider than a mile,&lt;br /&gt;I'm crossing you in style some day.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,&lt;br /&gt;wherever you're going I'm going your way.&lt;br /&gt;Two drifters off to see the world.&lt;br /&gt;There's such a lot of world to see.&lt;br /&gt;We're after the same rainbow's end&lt;br /&gt;waiting 'round the bend,&lt;br /&gt;my huckleberry friend,&lt;br /&gt;Moon River and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Moon River&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1438732385404841978?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1438732385404841978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/moon-river.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1438732385404841978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1438732385404841978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/moon-river.html' title='Moon River'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6465540725849207879</id><published>2009-10-09T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:23:14.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>From my soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What a girl got to keep in mind. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This entry is for all my dearest girls, and guys please reflects on yourself if you have been doing all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a woman decides to break up, it’s because she’s been thinking deeply about the issues that have caused problems in the relationship. SO when push comes to shave, she pushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man, on the other hand, isn’t entirely certain how he’s feeling as he begins the break-up process. Unlike a woman, he doesn’t routinely dissect his relationship with friends. If another man asks him how he’s doing with his girlfriend, he says: “Well, uh, okay.” And that’s the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here then, is what a man goes through when he wants out – and how a woman can avoid buying into his doubts, fears, moods and manipulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 signs he’s dumping you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign 1&lt;br /&gt;The Nothing AnswerSomething is wrong when a woman asks her guy: “what’s the matter?” and he says “Nothing.” Think about it – for men, one of the great joys of having a girlfriend is that they get to complain about everything in life to someone who cares. She’s not like the rest of his friends, who say: “Oh, shut up.”&lt;br /&gt;So if she sees her boyfriend acting disturbed and not talking to her about it, it’s because he’s upset about her and doesn’t want to admit it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign 2&lt;br /&gt;“I’m too tired, Honey”&lt;br /&gt;Early on, when he’s beginning to think about breaking up, he stops thinking about having sex – at least with his girlfriend. If the two of them have been intimate, she’ll notice that he doesn’t want to have sex with her sa often, ot that he’s suddenly very interested in going home earlier because he has important meetings the next day. It’s pure evasion – if he’s agitated about the relationship, it’s hard for him to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign 3&lt;br /&gt;The speech of Self-pity&lt;br /&gt;To prepare his girlfriend for the break-up, he tries to get her to believe that he’s confused and his confusion has nothing to do with her. That way, she’ll be more accepting of him down the road when he tells her to get lost. For example, he’ll say: “I’m not sure I like myself very much lately” or “I’m in a bad place with my career right now.”&lt;br /&gt;If she nods along sympathetically to any of this, he will say: “I sometimes wonder how I can fulfil a woman’s life if I can’t even fulfil my own.” And then, of course, comes that line of lines: “I just don’t want to hurt you.”&lt;br /&gt;Here’s where a woman can get in a wonderful counterpunch.&lt;br /&gt;Lady remembers, when he says something like: “You deserve better.” You should pause, nod and say: “You’re right, I do deserve better.” Then you should get up and leave – for good. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign 4&lt;br /&gt;The purposefully distasteful act&lt;br /&gt;Next, he’ll get his girlfriend to dislike him. Not hate him, exactly – just get hostile enough that he won’t feel all that guilty when the actual break-up comes. These insults are opportunities in disguise. Goading him into an argument will make him express his real feeling, which is that he wants to break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign 5&lt;br /&gt;The trumped-up charge&lt;br /&gt;Next comes one of the great male techniques. He tries to catch his girlfriend in a mistake so that he has an excuse to leave. For example, he’ll declare that she’s infatuated with a male friend or insist she’s not “there” for him.&lt;br /&gt;Insisting his charge is irrational will give him the chance to create a full-fledged argument, giving him the prefect excuse to break up – on his terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign 6&lt;br /&gt;The trial break-upDuring this period, he drinks a lot and tries to sleep with women who mean nothing to him. Then, he wakes up hangovers on a Sunday morning, thinking about how wonderful his ex is. So he calls her, and says: “Okay, I’ve been thinking…” They meet, he apologizes for the way he’s been acting. Lots of cuddling and snuggling ensues. “Everything is going to be okay,” he tells her. Fade to black.&lt;br /&gt;Lights up. She’s smiling in back together bliss; he’s starting at the ceiling in a haze of confusion and regret. Her first mistake was letting him come over. What she should always do is meet him somewhere neutral, like a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t even think of being romantic with him because it will only be a temporary way to fill the loneliness. Her goal should be to get him to be honest and specific about his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;If real issues are not addressed at this dinner, but the couple decides to reunite anyway, they could be back where they were at Sign 1. If they do manage to get some actual feelings on the table but decide they can’t work them out, then they still move on to the final act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign 7&lt;br /&gt;The long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;A newly single man is a master of the Stay in Touch Syndrome. He’s not actually trying to get back together, He wants to leave the door open just in case he regrets his decision. At some point – usulayy about six months after the official break-up – the two parties will probably go in for one last rehashing of what went wrong. In this conversation – known as Exit Interview – the woman should try to get the man to tell her his side of the story. Whatever he says, she shouldn’t cry, get upset or act needy. If she does, it’s confirmation of how ‘smart’ he was to get away from a hysterical person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory is that the more control you got, the less pain you’ll feel. If, say, another boyfriend should want out, you’ll be able to read the signals and rid the signals off in a clean jerk. It’ll hurt, but anything would be better than that slow, agonizing tug-of-war yours just gone through. And maybe, next time, you’ll find a man who has absolutely no interest in breaking up. Now wouldn’t it that be nice? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, girls keep in mind; if he loves you, he will not bear to hurts you. And will never want to separate from you. He will do something about it and clear all your tears off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you girl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6465540725849207879?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6465540725849207879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-my-soulmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6465540725849207879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6465540725849207879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-my-soulmate.html' title='From my soulmate'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5029009779278470016</id><published>2009-10-07T19:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:58:12.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Room Revamped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The right side of my back has been aching for days, and I had reckon it's either due to the long hours in front of the PC (both at work and at home) or my sitting posture. Therefore, I decided to move my computer desk in a way that I can lay down and watch my dramas and movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5iSQUr3ZbhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5iSQUr3ZbhY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustration via a video is so much easier than taking few pictures yea? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying this out for the time being, before I settle on a new TV console, and probably I'll be getting a two-seater sofa to put it at the place where my fan is currently at. My folks even suggest that I throw away my platform bed (aka queenie) to make space for the TV console, but well I love my platform bed manymany, so NO WAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaddoyathink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5029009779278470016?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5029009779278470016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/room-revamped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5029009779278470016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5029009779278470016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/room-revamped.html' title='Room Revamped!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6531723400921838715</id><published>2009-10-06T08:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:43:13.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Butter on my bread, breath of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My thoughts, ideas and words sometimes strike me hard at the oddest moments, and I know jolly well that they will slip away like sand the very next moment (and they always do). And I can't get them back. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thoughts that came out like a flow just before I snoozed off to neverland. I was really mad over the weekend. Second time knowing things that made me stunned, made me speechless, made me awake with realisation. I did thought of giving benefits of doubts, which I'm always generous in, but what's the point? There are lots of 'maybe' in my head, which I'm trying to shake them off. Perhaps everything's like one of Yeappie's favourite KTV song suggested - 一场游戏一场梦.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, we fell deep in the sea of love. Two years later, everything changed. Everything happens for a reason. There's a reason why things turned out this way. There's a reason why we got together, and broke up. There's a reason for everything. ;) 算了吧. Don't judge me, 'cause not everybody thinks the same. You people are not me, so you won't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's even a reason why I removed my tagboard, if you haven't already noticed. If you got a question to ask, a comment to make, email or msn or sms me (if you know me personally)! I don't really like the idea of anybody asking a third person what's going on. If you do, don't let me find out. If not, ask me straight, because it's me who decide whether to tell you in details. Again, there is a reason why things are not spelled out from A-Z. I really don't like it. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, I'm gonna put my focus on my new aim now. After years of hesitation, I'm finally doing this, with determination, my goal as well as a motivation. Hopefully I can do this. 15th Oct!! Can't wait. :D There are so many things which I can't wait - 15th Oct, M2 outing, MSL 10th anniversary, another close friend's wedding etc. Look, there ARE things to look forward to afterall. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ssqif_YCbYI/AAAAAAAAFn4/8Z7QBsOBPYU/s1600-h/Julie_and_julia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389298574574120322" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ssqif_YCbYI/AAAAAAAAFn4/8Z7QBsOBPYU/s320/Julie_and_julia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alright, enough of my ramblings. Caught the preview of Julie &amp;amp; Julia last night. I wasn't expecting much from it, and to my surprise, the movie's pretty good! It's really an adorable and entertaining film that's appealing to the appetite too! Laughs. If you love to eat or cook, this movie is for you. Based on two true stories about the intertwining lives of two women, Julie and Julia. The movie taught me that nothing is impossible, that once we set our mind in doing something, we should do it AND finish doing it. Well, at least give yourself a dateline for it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butter on my bread, breath of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So, any butter for you? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6531723400921838715?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6531723400921838715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/butter-on-my-bread-breath-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6531723400921838715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6531723400921838715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/butter-on-my-bread-breath-of-my-life.html' title='Butter on my bread, breath of my life'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ssqif_YCbYI/AAAAAAAAFn4/8Z7QBsOBPYU/s72-c/Julie_and_julia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-477456045000358435</id><published>2009-10-04T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:15:08.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Nothing's absolute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on the path while others tell you who you are? Or will you label yourself? Will you be honored by your choice? Or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lucas Scott, One Tree Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-477456045000358435?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/477456045000358435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothings-absolute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/477456045000358435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/477456045000358435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothings-absolute.html' title='Nothing&apos;s absolute'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4075066679986327673</id><published>2009-10-04T01:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:33:18.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BitchFits'/><title type='text'>Fuck you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;** Do not read if you can't stand crudeness coming out from me **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many who knows me well enough, knows I don't very much hate anybody. To me, hate is a very strong word to be used on anybody. Everyone is a friend to me, but now.. somebody just disgusts me to the bones. All the doings, all the lies.. yucks! Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I'm coming this close to hate someone. I've never met such a jackass before. Someone who is selfish enough to care about himself and his wellbeing only. Someone who only cares about NOT ruining his life and not giving a bloody damn about him almost ruining somebody's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a regret that it took me so long to realise this. Two whole damn years! Imagine how much feelings, youth, time, money, chances and tears I've wasted on someone who probably don't even give a hoot or two about me and someone who don't even deserve what I've wasted! Now I seriously wondered, was he even serious in the first place! Ohwell, all that doesn't matter anymore, so fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honeymoon period, all the lying and denying, the forgetting and forgiving, the compromising and promising, all the TLC, all the attention, gifts, love showered on you, all the 无条件为你.... none remembered and appreciated I supposed. I probably had never treated another as well as I've treated you. I must had been a joke to you. And today, you will be a joke to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said I did not spare a thought for you, you even thought I'm no different to a friend of yours who betrayed you, you made use of my kindness towards you and treated it like garbage. How about you? Have you spared a single thought for me? Almost null. You betrayed my feelings over and over too. Oh wait, was it 'my kindness' you thought it was or 'my stupidity'? Perhaps I was dumb, dumb enough to trust you over and over again, but never again. It used to be a mission impossible for me to say 'no' to you, but now, you don't deserve me saying 'Yes' to any of your requests anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as some of your words said hurts me inside out, piercing through my heart and whatnots. But all that were able to weigh my importance to you; how lightly you took me, and how selfish you were and are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You owe me more than all that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished to spill out your disgraceful lies and ungratefulness out here, and let all my friends know how I had been treated by you this 2 years. I've always protected and sided you when it comes to telling my friends anything about you. Not anymore. I even wished to spill them all out here for the stalker, who I assumed is still snooping around our lives, to know. Then again, what for? Btw you stalker, go elsewhere to stalk and don't come mess with MY life and tag nonsense at my tagboard. Go stalk him for all I effin' care, and f-off my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike hating someone, no matter how much pain was inflicted. Nevermind, like what I said to Yeappie and Kengey earlier, I'll probably get over tomorrow. And days later, I'll probably be telling my friends what had happened and laughed it off together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL! Arghs, fook you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4075066679986327673?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4075066679986327673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4075066679986327673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4075066679986327673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-you.html' title='Fuck you!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3887137025190637808</id><published>2009-10-02T12:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:26:22.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><title type='text'>Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, love truly and laugh uncontrollably! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quoted the following from my soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life is precious and there are joy to be experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people can see the good and joyous in all situations, life can be much more worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can kiss a fool, a fool can kiss you, but never let a kiss fool you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better to meet the person who truly loves you, than meet someone who promises to love you but will leave you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate determines who comes into our lives. The heart determines who stays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a knife; It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short,&lt;br /&gt;Break the rules,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive quickly,&lt;br /&gt;Love truly,&lt;br /&gt;Laugh uncontrollably,&lt;br /&gt;And never regret anything that made you smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nicely written! :D Congratulation, and thank you for giving me one of your wishes. Heart molested many many. Love youuuuuuu! Muax. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3887137025190637808?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3887137025190637808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-short-break-rules-forgive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3887137025190637808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3887137025190637808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-short-break-rules-forgive.html' title='Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, love truly and laugh uncontrollably! :)'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-817385818556877732</id><published>2009-09-30T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:50:33.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Justin Lo is ♥ !</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hq6ia2s1A2Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hq6ia2s1A2Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I so so so love this video. Justin Lo ftw!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm youtubing Justin Lo and some other singers now, so many nice songs around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-817385818556877732?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/817385818556877732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/justin-lo-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/817385818556877732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/817385818556877732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/justin-lo-is.html' title='Justin Lo is &amp;hearts; !'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7015740355658526699</id><published>2009-09-30T09:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:43:11.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Learning to take the good, the bad, and breathe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SsKuOnB0E9I/AAAAAAAAFnw/NFcr4yFcW7k/s1600-h/Shorts_int_1sht.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387059670306526162" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SsKuOnB0E9I/AAAAAAAAFnw/NFcr4yFcW7k/s320/Shorts_int_1sht.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the preview of this at Suntec last night. Directed by Robert Rodriguez. It's totally haha-LAME kinda movie, more suitable for kids who enjoy movies like Spykidz. We felt totally retarded sitting in the theatre watching this. Good thing was that we watched it for free. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia, My Sister's Keeper &amp;amp; Coraline next. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to drive last night, after so many months, and I realised a bad driving habit of mine. That is, I always fail to make use of the left mirror and rely only the right and rear view mirrors. It could be extremely dangerous, especially when I'm changing lane to the left. Some driver from the back high-beamed me 'cause of that. Haha, pig. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't lie, because I know you so well I can see through all your lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7015740355658526699?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7015740355658526699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/risk-taker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7015740355658526699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7015740355658526699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/risk-taker.html' title='Learning to take the good, the bad, and breathe!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SsKuOnB0E9I/AAAAAAAAFnw/NFcr4yFcW7k/s72-c/Shorts_int_1sht.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3199033114250476488</id><published>2009-09-28T19:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:32:36.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Hypocracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I smell hypocracy in myself. As much as I hate it, but that's just me, can't change that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, hypocrites are everywhere, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed up my mind. I'm keeping this space. It's a habit I can't kick. Whoever you people out there who wants to bring me down, bring it on! Seriously, I've seen worst so you're no biggie. Can't believe my mood has such a drastic change all of a sudden. What's to blame, I'm a girl, so I have every reason to have mood swing. That's our prerogative. Can't blame that. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cause, every thanks to my two bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;Felt x214246547658 loads better after talking to you both. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3199033114250476488?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3199033114250476488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/hypocracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3199033114250476488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3199033114250476488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/hypocracy.html' title='Hypocracy'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8202828611194296953</id><published>2009-09-26T18:04:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:51:01.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>我要唱下去!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seriously lah, I'm not interested. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the past few days had been rather eventful. It may even change YOUR life to your knowledge of them. Haha, right. I'm kidding. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr3pY8uswdI/AAAAAAAAFmw/b1TPSdSOq78/s1600-h/phobia2web.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385717344233112018" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr3pY8uswdI/AAAAAAAAFmw/b1TPSdSOq78/s320/phobia2web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;strong&gt;Phobia 2&lt;/strong&gt; at Yishun with Carine and Evelyn on Thursday evening. This is the sequel to last year's &lt;strong&gt;Phobia&lt;/strong&gt;. Just like the previous one, the movie will have a couple of short horror stories - 5 stories for Phobia 2. I remembered the 4 short stories in Phobia was rather scary, but in Phobia 2, it's getting on a little to the comedy genre, especially the 5th stories. It was totally kickass hilarious, that everyone in the cinema were laughing out loud. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remembered Yeappie picked us up and we had supper till late that night. And last night, Tiffi came to Tagore for a visit with Edwin. Hahaha. Actually it's because we've all planned for a Partyworld session at 7pm, they were early so drove by to say hello to the rest. Laughs. Left office together at 6pm. We all swapped cars. Yeappie drove Edwin's car, with Edwin on it only. Tiffi drove Yeappie's car with all the girls (Carine, Evelyn and myself) on it. Well, I'm just helping Yeappie make sure his car is safe under a 3months old driver. Muahaahaa. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr3ywTM4mBI/AAAAAAAAFm4/vlPervkWBCo/s1600-h/IMG_4197.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385727641006938130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr3ywTM4mBI/AAAAAAAAFm4/vlPervkWBCo/s320/IMG_4197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we all got there safely, though she almost &lt;em&gt;buang&lt;/em&gt; the side while parking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a quick dinner at Yishun 925 before heading to Yishun Safra for KTV. Sang from 7pm to 11pm, and Uncle Sai came to join us at 8ish. We had a pretty good time, especially during the time Yeappie entertained us big time with his antics. It might even change your life if you know about it, as quoted from Tiffi. Haha, hilarious. And some of the pictures below are exclusive in my blog, as they weren't uploaded on my facebook due to rather sensitive reasons. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr37QGtb40I/AAAAAAAAFnA/F7eislLeuVA/s1600-h/IMG_4199.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385736983502644034" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr37QGtb40I/AAAAAAAAFnA/F7eislLeuVA/s320/IMG_4199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 女高音 Carine. Her voice is seriously powerful!! She can sings A-mei's high pitch songs at a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr38kEACb0I/AAAAAAAAFnI/NrSwv4x-5iU/s1600-h/IMG_4214.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385738425884372802" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr38kEACb0I/AAAAAAAAFnI/NrSwv4x-5iU/s320/IMG_4214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our manager just wouldn't sit down. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4ABiERe3I/AAAAAAAAFnQ/UNjyJ3pngR4/s1600-h/IMG_4206.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385742230706289522" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4ABiERe3I/AAAAAAAAFnQ/UNjyJ3pngR4/s320/IMG_4206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emo kid who threw a pillow at me. @!%^ :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4Ccr_NqBI/AAAAAAAAFnY/u8DPUqTp-P4/s1600-h/IMG_4208.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385744896249145362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4Ccr_NqBI/AAAAAAAAFnY/u8DPUqTp-P4/s320/IMG_4208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally love this pic of us. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4D36EyjqI/AAAAAAAAFng/wCPUGbbY0uE/s1600-h/IMG_4212.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385746463398727330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4D36EyjqI/AAAAAAAAFng/wCPUGbbY0uE/s320/IMG_4212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffi and Edwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4Ea-XMELI/AAAAAAAAFno/XyZJG30ChNw/s1600-h/IMG_4222.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385747065845059762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr4Ea-XMELI/AAAAAAAAFno/XyZJG30ChNw/s320/IMG_4222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffi and I getting a piece of Yeappie... with boobs! O.O&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, hilarious. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dim sum supper beside Nee Soon camp after singing, before calling it a day at 12ish. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about today: Should we or should we not, that's the question. It's something that will change my life big time if I were to go for it. Yes, it's all about changing life today. Haha. Hmmm, should we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8202828611194296953?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8202828611194296953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8202828611194296953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8202828611194296953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_26.html' title='我要唱下去!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sr3pY8uswdI/AAAAAAAAFmw/b1TPSdSOq78/s72-c/phobia2web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1975709391085880389</id><published>2009-09-25T01:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T08:47:40.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Delusional</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People come and go,&lt;br /&gt;love can become sadness,&lt;br /&gt;sadness can become strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved, loved fiercely,&lt;br /&gt;and was loved back with the same intensity.&lt;br /&gt;I was once, the luckiest girl on this planet Earth, and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;Or, I thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out what sacrifice meant,&lt;br /&gt;what commitment felt like,&lt;br /&gt;and the pain and rewards of being in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two individuals, coming from all walks of life,&lt;br /&gt;can spark off a chemistry so dynamic.&lt;br /&gt;Despondently, affection is not sufficing, love is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to believe that it's better parting with the best of memories,&lt;br /&gt;than holding on to something, you know it just won't work.&lt;br /&gt;It's disconsolate to see both crumbling at the hands of each other,&lt;br /&gt;and realizing that it should never have started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm more skeptical, more indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm naively idealistic. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, in spite of all these I'd love to . . .&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll think of Mr.Right when my life gets right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1975709391085880389?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1975709391085880389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/delusional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1975709391085880389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1975709391085880389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/delusional.html' title='Delusional'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4879255422802211240</id><published>2009-09-23T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:40:24.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Our Phuket Escapade Video Montage (1-3 Feb 09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/106694155673"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/106694155673" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did this montage 2 months ago. Missed the good'ol crazy days in sleazy Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should do one for the Taipei trip as well? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want yet another holiday!!! BKK in January, anyone? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4879255422802211240?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4879255422802211240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-phuket-escapade-video-montage-1-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4879255422802211240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4879255422802211240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-phuket-escapade-video-montage-1-3.html' title='Our Phuket Escapade Video Montage (1-3 Feb 09)'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4688870810921824129</id><published>2009-09-22T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:22:18.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Incessant Idle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's been a month. Another month to a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things, which I really want to bear it all out here.&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to you, to tell you how exactly do I feel.&lt;br /&gt;How unfair I felt you were to me, and how unfair things were to me. All these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I felt all the disadvantages were directed at me, I cannot bring myself to blame you, to blame anybody, to blame anything.. but myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote an uber long emotional heartfelt email to Tiffany darl all the way to KL 2 weeks back, on a late Saturday night, telling her what I feel, telling her how heartbroken I was, am, will be. I felt I had no one to turn to, because everyone thinks all these are so &lt;em&gt;ancient&lt;/em&gt;, so &lt;em&gt;historic&lt;/em&gt;, so &lt;em&gt;2008&lt;/em&gt;. I really felt nobody really understands how exactly I feel, how exactly stubborn I feel I am, how exactly scared and fearful I am of things that might be, will be. Not Yeappie, not Li'e, not Tiffy, not Kengey and definitely not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these did not came to be &lt;em&gt;suddenly&lt;/em&gt;. It has been with me for almost forever.&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to pen my thoughts, but I always feel blank. Nothing came out, except tears.&lt;br /&gt;I had been nothing but an empty shell all these while. Nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had worked for me once, doesn't seems to be working for me now. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;I never did expect a bed of roses, but neither did I foresee a mountain of weeds either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so monstrously tired i can hardly think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd understand, but do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4688870810921824129?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4688870810921824129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/incessant-idle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4688870810921824129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4688870810921824129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/incessant-idle.html' title='Incessant Idle'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2037552899961903551</id><published>2009-09-21T16:20:00.043+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:46:13.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><title type='text'>The 20092009 Wedding ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everyone's hardwork has definitely being paid off.&lt;br /&gt;The wedding has been a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Zhiyong and Froggie. ♥ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up early at 4.45am in the morning, got myself ready before meeting Li'e. Darren sent both of us to Froggie's home at Bukit Batok by 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Src_HtQbydI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/My3inMj7K9I/s1600-h/IMG_3934.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383841281184877010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Src_HtQbydI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/My3inMj7K9I/s320/IMG_3934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the void deck waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Src_x8zjrmI/AAAAAAAAFiY/cv2y_PSAACY/s1600-h/IMG_3933.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383842006913232482" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Src_x8zjrmI/AAAAAAAAFiY/cv2y_PSAACY/s320/IMG_3933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we were waiting for Froggie's make-up artist, Lishi, to arrive, we chit-chatted and began preparing for our gate crashing. There wasn't much preparation to be done actually, as we've contacted Froggie's brother, Chin Guan, beforehand AND without her knowledge, to help us out with some minor preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the gate-crashing, we had some restrictions from the couple like, NO physical exercising as they do not want to sweat and causes their shirts to have wet patches at the back or armpit area, and NO consumption of funny stuffs as they do not want to have a bad tummyache and having to run to the toilet the whole long day ahead. We almost felt challenged, but we did came up with a few good ideas afterall. Except that we do not have enough time to play all the plans. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdHwCBJwxI/AAAAAAAAFig/ftJG43bc_u0/s1600-h/IMG_3953.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383850770045715218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdHwCBJwxI/AAAAAAAAFig/ftJG43bc_u0/s320/IMG_3953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 姐妹 with the props&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a really funky photographer, Aries, with us the whole day. It took her almost half a day to remember all our names. Haha, and I'm pretty sure she has gotten used to helping Li'e and me to take pictures using our camera. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdIwTKVbpI/AAAAAAAAFio/MmqU7BeisIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3959.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383851874159259282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdIwTKVbpI/AAAAAAAAFio/MmqU7BeisIQ/s320/IMG_3959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdJPfF4IiI/AAAAAAAAFiw/x-bCZ59MDnc/s1600-h/IMG_3958.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383852409937732130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdJPfF4IiI/AAAAAAAAFiw/x-bCZ59MDnc/s320/IMG_3958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all ready and set to &lt;i&gt;tekan&lt;/i&gt; the groom and brothers. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Froggie's room, the make-up artist is drawing Froggie pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdKOJ-bjhI/AAAAAAAAFi4/cfol27xReUI/s1600-h/IMG_3967.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383853486601113106" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdKOJ-bjhI/AAAAAAAAFi4/cfol27xReUI/s320/IMG_3967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdK9UGrNOI/AAAAAAAAFjA/pNj-5oIRupE/s1600-h/IMG_3979.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383854296773899490" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdK9UGrNOI/AAAAAAAAFjA/pNj-5oIRupE/s320/IMG_3979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning how to take picture from good angles from Aries. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdL78F4pVI/AAAAAAAAFjI/zbmpY3E8Qrw/s1600-h/IMG_3993.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383855372659893586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdL78F4pVI/AAAAAAAAFjI/zbmpY3E8Qrw/s320/IMG_3993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 9.15am, Zhiyong called to say he's waiting downstairs already. The photographer then head downstairs with Froggie's brother to meet them, whereas the 姐妹们 stand by at the gate to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdNMkyqaAI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/1Lqv76uc9ho/s1600-h/IMG_3957.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383856757974657026" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdNMkyqaAI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/1Lqv76uc9ho/s320/IMG_3957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our props by the gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had about 20minutes for the gate crashing, which was obviously not enough for the 7 or 8 plans we had. We only managed to play 3 of them. We sure made a huge din at the corridor. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdPxiyOcrI/AAAAAAAAFjY/oPPt9r2l710/s1600-h/IMG_4006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383859592114369202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdPxiyOcrI/AAAAAAAAFjY/oPPt9r2l710/s320/IMG_4006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wonder, give us the money and carry on with life right? Why go through all the pain? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdc40__rkI/AAAAAAAAFjg/S0ojprx_5Bw/s1600-h/IMG_4007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383874010914205250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdc40__rkI/AAAAAAAAFjg/S0ojprx_5Bw/s320/IMG_4007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were asked to blow 8 balloons to write "I Love You" on them without bursting the balloons, using the writing materials we were selling to them - Mechanical Pencil $28, Ball Point Pen $68 &amp;amp; Marker $88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they cheated and bought none from us. They sent one guy back to the car to get a marker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdiSbkDQqI/AAAAAAAAFjo/eKsMARN2DvI/s1600-h/IMG_4009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383879948320850594" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdiSbkDQqI/AAAAAAAAFjo/eKsMARN2DvI/s320/IMG_4009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know that was a bad photo taken. Zhiyong was supposed to write down 10 promises he'll fulfil after marriage and sign off to frame it up, but look at what he wrote. Hahaha, so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SreCr2fTmFI/AAAAAAAAFmo/BaHlkqNnDmo/s1600-h/IMG_3952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383915569417525330" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SreCr2fTmFI/AAAAAAAAFmo/BaHlkqNnDmo/s320/IMG_3952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next game was to guess the lipstick mark, which too much time was spent on, I guess. Hence, we didn't have enough time for the rest of the games. Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdjhuBcucI/AAAAAAAAFjw/k0-NmlgkA6w/s1600-h/IMG_4010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383881310485658050" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdjhuBcucI/AAAAAAAAFjw/k0-NmlgkA6w/s320/IMG_4010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the lack of time, he managed to enter... at a breeze. !#^$%&amp;amp; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's supposed to sing a love song, and recite his 10 promises at the room door before getting the room key, but we omitted that and just got them to search for the key in a bucket of ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdkLDOD5YI/AAAAAAAAFj4/HjI5uS-6NT0/s1600-h/IMG_4020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383882020550337922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdkLDOD5YI/AAAAAAAAFj4/HjI5uS-6NT0/s320/IMG_4020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quickly knelt down, hoping this was all over. We all felt the ang paus amount weren't enough. But awww…. So sweet can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdn91auFEI/AAAAAAAAFkA/tdkRaotQ5ow/s1600-h/IMG_4041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383886191553549378" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdn91auFEI/AAAAAAAAFkA/tdkRaotQ5ow/s320/IMG_4041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, off we went.. setting off to their new home for tea ceremony at the groom's place in Jurong West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a total of 5 cars, including the bride's car. Li'e and I took one of the brothers, Xing Ke's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdozqlvtbI/AAAAAAAAFkI/DqpWego9AjA/s1600-h/IMG_4051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383887116359939506" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdozqlvtbI/AAAAAAAAFkI/DqpWego9AjA/s320/IMG_4051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, at their new home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdpoJS0mOI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/gtrQH9QQoE0/s1600-h/IMG_4054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383888017955264738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdpoJS0mOI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/gtrQH9QQoE0/s320/IMG_4054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry your bride home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all rested a little, took some photos, had buffet lunch while waiting for Froggie to changed into her 'kua' outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdrG6VkFyI/AAAAAAAAFkY/NTYNYu9e-vQ/s1600-h/IMG_4058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383889646027806498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdrG6VkFyI/AAAAAAAAFkY/NTYNYu9e-vQ/s320/IMG_4058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple, together with the brothers and sisters. All of us make fast friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdrxqVfG3I/AAAAAAAAFkg/9QN979Zub7M/s1600-h/IMG_4061.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383890380466887538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdrxqVfG3I/AAAAAAAAFkg/9QN979Zub7M/s320/IMG_4061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdsPLT6BDI/AAAAAAAAFko/i63Z4HSysks/s1600-h/IMG_4063.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383890887534838834" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdsPLT6BDI/AAAAAAAAFko/i63Z4HSysks/s320/IMG_4063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdsnVeWeII/AAAAAAAAFkw/L1x5qIW2e7s/s1600-h/IMG_4082.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383891302579861634" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdsnVeWeII/AAAAAAAAFkw/L1x5qIW2e7s/s320/IMG_4082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Froggie in her pretty 'gua' outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdtl3XQ1aI/AAAAAAAAFk4/0byoxt-GK-c/s1600-h/IMG_4087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383892376828827042" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdtl3XQ1aI/AAAAAAAAFk4/0byoxt-GK-c/s320/IMG_4087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to Bukit Batok for tea ceremony for Froggie's side of family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrduJcbAdwI/AAAAAAAAFlA/oLI5ZTx7bxk/s1600-h/IMG_4091.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383892988072064770" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrduJcbAdwI/AAAAAAAAFlA/oLI5ZTx7bxk/s320/IMG_4091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By the time we got back to Bukit Batok, we were drained and sitting outside drinking soft drinks already. Haha. It was already about 12.30pm when everything ended. Xing Ke offered to send Li'e and me home, since he stays pretty near, at Sembawang. He even offered to pick us up at my place at 5pm to go to the restaurant together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li'e came to my place to change and had our make up and hair done together before Xing Ke came to pick us up at 5pm. And off we went for the second half of our dear friend's wedding day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdxQvwxdVI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/0nXmtYUVbQc/s1600-h/IMG_4175.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383896412057597266" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdxQvwxdVI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/0nXmtYUVbQc/s320/IMG_4175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdxb9CXLNI/AAAAAAAAFlY/KgCptHbXXmI/s1600-h/IMG_4176.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383896604599594194" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srdxb9CXLNI/AAAAAAAAFlY/KgCptHbXXmI/s320/IMG_4176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back of our hairdo. Left Li'e, Right me. I didn't know my hair colour's so so so bright. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we got to Hilltop Garden Restaurant at Bukit Batok CSC, we quickly went through the table seatings then Wee Ern and I waste no another minute and began with our rehearsal. The rostrum where we were supposed to stand behind of were beside the stage, and I looked 'naked' (because I was wearing a tube dress) behind it from far. Xing Ke was the overall coordinator for the night, so he ran through the rehearsal with both of us. They even got me this wooden plank to stand on. Hahahaha. I looked taller than Wee Ern on it, hence I got Wee Ern to stand on it together with me. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdwiWaw95I/AAAAAAAAFlI/IzmZk2ZkTa8/s1600-h/IMG_4131.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383895614980421522" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdwiWaw95I/AAAAAAAAFlI/IzmZk2ZkTa8/s320/IMG_4131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed the wooden plank at our feet? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all think Wee Ern dressed exactly like the waiter of the restaurant. Laughs. Well, I certainly hope I wasn't overdressed. My first time wearing the false eyelashes, and I felt my eyes were a little overdone. Were they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a number of run-through, edited parted of our scripts till about 7pm then we were let off to go mingle around with our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdyBQ8bIeI/AAAAAAAAFlg/yj5Rj-kNiPs/s1600-h/IMG_4094.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383897245598556642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrdyBQ8bIeI/AAAAAAAAFlg/yj5Rj-kNiPs/s320/IMG_4094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ballroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd4iydxjbI/AAAAAAAAFlo/QRj1uhT311g/s1600-h/IMG_4101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383904418602257842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd4iydxjbI/AAAAAAAAFlo/QRj1uhT311g/s320/IMG_4101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd5TW0Q6EI/AAAAAAAAFlw/gNk1o6JfhG4/s1600-h/IMG_4098.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383905252993984578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd5TW0Q6EI/AAAAAAAAFlw/gNk1o6JfhG4/s320/IMG_4098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their wedding album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd6GX-K62I/AAAAAAAAFl4/__VvWmXqHEE/s1600-h/IMG_4128.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383906129477299042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd6GX-K62I/AAAAAAAAFl4/__VvWmXqHEE/s320/IMG_4128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the 姐妹 including Yun and Eugene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd6nUXcWVI/AAAAAAAAFmA/rJ6kYOJJqgo/s1600-h/IMG_4122.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383906695445240146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd6nUXcWVI/AAAAAAAAFmA/rJ6kYOJJqgo/s320/IMG_4122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li'e and me at the reception table. Darn, I'm so not used to myself with such thick makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd65nsW7MI/AAAAAAAAFmI/QNW2qrnyR5Y/s1600-h/IMG_4130.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383907009870884034" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd65nsW7MI/AAAAAAAAFmI/QNW2qrnyR5Y/s320/IMG_4130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer, Aries. Haha, she's been such great sport the whole day. Always 'li siao' us and snapping our pictures discreetly. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd7VVxc3_I/AAAAAAAAFmQ/NsW04PeUM3M/s1600-h/IMG_4117.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383907486096744434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd7VVxc3_I/AAAAAAAAFmQ/NsW04PeUM3M/s320/IMG_4117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 8pm, when 90% of the guests were seated down, Xing Ke came to get Wee Ern and I to standby to make the announcement for the guests to be seated. Watched the first montage of their childhood and story, before the first march-in. :) I remembered visiting the ladies for countless times before making the announcement. I was nervous, having a little stage fright and stuffs. But after the first time round, the second round onwards wasn't as bad anymore. In fact, it was a breeze. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back at my table 22, quite a number of our classmates made it to the dinner. There were Zhebin, Yipeng, Jianwen, Weiliang, Danny, Neeky and not forgetting Lyehong, Li'e and myself! All of us were feeling nostalgic reminiscing about our school days. Come on guys, we ought to meet up more often and not just for special occasion like such! All of us were updating about what's everyone doing, and they turned to me when more infos were needed, because they think I'm the class signalrer (however you spell that). Danny was sitting beside me last night, and we began chatting and he asked me about '...' and well after awhile, we know better that sometimes certain topics should be known as a taboo. Thanks Danny! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole night, my camera was passed on to Li'e or some of my classmate to help me take pictures , while I was on and off the stage doing my emcee job. It was till after the 'Yum Seng' ceremony, then both Wee Ern and I got to finally sit down at our table for the rest of the night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd-F6VT_DI/AAAAAAAAFmY/YCX9qOZ41Ec/s1600-h/IMG_4173.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383910519567809586" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd-F6VT_DI/AAAAAAAAFmY/YCX9qOZ41Ec/s320/IMG_4173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Froggie's night gown is so princessy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd-el_EVlI/AAAAAAAAFmg/L2O1zRsY2xw/s1600-h/IMG_4187.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383910943602529874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Srd-el_EVlI/AAAAAAAAFmg/L2O1zRsY2xw/s320/IMG_4187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, our table group photo. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone began leaving the restaurant about 10.45pm. I stayed behind with Lee Hong to help clear up the final bits. Hitched a ride back home from Xing Ke again, and I got home at 1ish, totally beat. Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EghHiJ6Jcbk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EghHiJ6Jcbk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the montage (heard to be done by Xing Ke) they played during dinner. It's the montage for the morning ceremony. I uploaded to youtube, but I don't know why's the music muted and the video was cut off. Anyways, Youtube messed up the video, tho it's still watchable. The background music was supposed to be Jason Mraz's "Lucky".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the anticipated wedding is over. I wish both Zhiyong and Froggie a blissful marriage ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;祝你们白头偕老，永结同心，早生贵子!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2037552899961903551?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2037552899961903551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/20092009-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2037552899961903551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2037552899961903551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/20092009-wedding.html' title='The 20092009 Wedding ♥'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Src_HtQbydI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/My3inMj7K9I/s72-c/IMG_3934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5888787039086365220</id><published>2009-09-18T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:02:17.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Time, person.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;在错的时间，若遇上错的人，得到是短暂的莫名荒唐&lt;br /&gt;在错的时间，若遇上对的人，得到是一声的无奈叹息&lt;br /&gt;在对的时间，若遇上错的人，得到是一阵的伤心感伤&lt;br /&gt;在对的时间，若遇上对的人，得到是一生的幸福快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;想放弃却好无奈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5888787039086365220?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5888787039086365220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5888787039086365220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5888787039086365220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-person.html' title='Time, person.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8462866004701746385</id><published>2009-09-18T00:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:02:22.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Go be a BASTERD!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The intense conversation that kept me pondering certain things over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;The only person who allows my thoughts run free, sometimes even able to read my thoughts, better than I do. Indeed a bestfriend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrJqVQdiPeI/AAAAAAAAFiI/0xSs3aGAdsQ/s1600-h/Inglourious_Basterds_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382481418089807330" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrJqVQdiPeI/AAAAAAAAFiI/0xSs3aGAdsQ/s320/Inglourious_Basterds_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woots! Like I said in my Twitter/Facebook update, GO BE A BASTERD TODAY AND WATCH INGLORIOUS BASTERD! I didn't expect myself to like this film, but yes I did (to my surprise). Close to 3 hours movie, and I enjoyed every bit of it. Loves Brad Pitt's (Bread Pig) accent in the movie. So cute. :x Excellent made film. It's released today, so go catch it soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling extremely beat. But TGIF tomorrow, then it's the long weekend!! Froggie's wedding day on Sunday too!! Have a good weekend yo! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8462866004701746385?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8462866004701746385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/go-be-basterd-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8462866004701746385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8462866004701746385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/go-be-basterd-d.html' title='Go be a BASTERD!! :D'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SrJqVQdiPeI/AAAAAAAAFiI/0xSs3aGAdsQ/s72-c/Inglourious_Basterds_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7253383268407257764</id><published>2009-09-16T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:45:46.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><title type='text'>Wedding Anticipation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I finally feel some enthusiasm. It's merely 4 days' away to Froggie's big day. She has been calling me almost everyday, updating about her preparation and stuffs. Haha, that girl must be feeling really excited right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with all the &lt;i&gt;jie meis&lt;/i&gt; last night to do our gate-crash planning. Wahahahaha, we've finally got all our concrete ideas to prank the groom and his brothers. With all the 'funny' restrictions they given us, we really felt challenged at first. But... geniuses like us who has the brains and contacts, we will challenge them back. Muahaha. Looking forward to that day! Mr Stanley Tan, be on your guard yea!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been staying up late helping what Froggie asked me to do - choosing love songs to burn as audio cd, editing our emcee script, etc. And tonight I'll be joining them for their final gown fitting at &lt;strong&gt;Duxton Road&lt;/strong&gt;, and at the same time finalised the script with Wee Ern. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my twinny big day, and we're all doing our best to give her a memorable day. Ahhh, so happy for her. I really am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Tiffy darl, thanks for the encouraging email. It did help me feel loads better. Love you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7253383268407257764?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7253383268407257764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-anticipation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7253383268407257764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7253383268407257764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-anticipation.html' title='Wedding Anticipation.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-5584269445452634961</id><published>2009-09-13T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:48:25.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snaps'/><title type='text'>Sneak Preview!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm finally done with the favours Froggie asked of me. The money box and the corsages! Next up will be co-hosting the banquet dinner with Wee Ern. Sigh, I do hope everything goes on smoothly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sq0S1p44vRI/AAAAAAAAFhw/PfRj50s8vpM/s1600-h/corsages-734241.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380977842764430610" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sq0S1p44vRI/AAAAAAAAFhw/PfRj50s8vpM/s320/corsages-734241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The ribbon wrist corsages for the bridemaids. Didn't wanna use flowers as I was afraid it won't be very fresh till then. And faux flowers seems very insincere. So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sq0S2Mh3ffI/AAAAAAAAFh4/d_GHJv89ISw/s1600-h/money+box-735705.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380977852063120882" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sq0S2Mh3ffI/AAAAAAAAFh4/d_GHJv89ISw/s320/money+box-735705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sq0S2ZJynbI/AAAAAAAAFiA/TDs0DavdKVo/s1600-h/bears-737458.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380977855451798962" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sq0S2ZJynbI/AAAAAAAAFiA/TDs0DavdKVo/s320/bears-737458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The money box according to her wedding theme. I totally adore the pair of tiny wedding bears! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tying ribbons was never my forte, but I went to this gift shop near my place to buy the ribbons AND this really nice sales lady offered to teach me how to do it. It's pretty easy actually. So, tada! I do hope Froggie likes them as much as I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-5584269445452634961?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5584269445452634961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/sneak-preview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5584269445452634961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/5584269445452634961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/sneak-preview.html' title='Sneak Preview!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sq0S1p44vRI/AAAAAAAAFhw/PfRj50s8vpM/s72-c/corsages-734241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-2854469882284806320</id><published>2009-09-12T16:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:37:29.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>What matters most</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;I had a gooood time last night. It was all good. :) &lt;p&gt;I had a much craved for steamboat dinner at Novena with a bunch of great friends. Uncle Sai, Evelyn, Carine, Yeappie, Tiffi and Edwin. We were there for close to 4 hours, eating, gossiping and talking craps. For the whole night, I was concentrating on having fun catching up, that I decided to leave taking photos aside. It was all fun talking and laughing altogether. We should all do it more often. :) &lt;p&gt;After footing the bill, Uncle Sai, Evelyn and Carine went off whereas the rest of us were deciding where to head to next. So Yeappie and I hanged around for abit before meeting Tiffi and Edwin again at St James at 11ish. Haha! This was the cheapest (or rather free) clubbing experience I've ever had. Just a phone call Edwin made to his friend, passed on the phone to the bouncer and alas, the 4 of us got to cut the queue and entered Dragonfly for free. After getting the chop, we head on to Powerhouse to get some drinks, which were on Edwin. :) &lt;p&gt;Clubbing with Tiffi was never ever boring! Even when it's just the 4 of us. :) Ever since the traumatizing experience I had at my last clubbing experience in Rebel, I'm very particular about the crowd of the club. St James consisted of quite a matured crowd, the working class, hence I'm still quite alright with it. Moreover, I feel ever safe with Tiffi and Yeappie around me. :D Haha! We moved on to Movida next, where the crowd was even more matured. Haha! Minimal pictures were taken because we all looked sweaty and oily, plus we were concentrating more on having fun. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqutrXab7vI/AAAAAAAAFhg/ILeg0ZnBP4E/s1600-h/IMG_3912-701014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqutrXab7vI/AAAAAAAAFhg/ILeg0ZnBP4E/s320/IMG_3912-701014.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380585140355067634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqutsK_V7lI/AAAAAAAAFho/FWtdAL5IZ1M/s1600-h/IMG_3905-703802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqutsK_V7lI/AAAAAAAAFho/FWtdAL5IZ1M/s320/IMG_3905-703802.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380585154200071762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha. That's my "soulmate". &amp;hearts; &lt;p&gt;We then left St James for Mac Supper at West Coast at about 2ish. We sat in the Macdonalds till 4ish before we left. We sure can crap. Laughs. All the jokes (both clean and dirty), and serious talkings, etc. This kinda session reminds me of the mac experience Yeappie, Tiffi and I once earlier this year at Khatib, whereby we crapped till 6am in the morning. As for this time round, Edwin gotta work in the morning, hence we did not stayed on as late. Moreover, I was dead beat, which was why I KO-ed throughout the car ride back home. Haha! :) &lt;p&gt;It's no wonder the facebook quiz decided to think Tiffi is my soulmate. &amp;hearts; Despite being a difficult colleague in the past, I'm glad she's still such a great friend. Really glad we had the conversation last night. :) Putting &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; aside, I'm really happy she's so much happier now. :) &lt;p&gt;8 days' more to the Wedding! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-2854469882284806320?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2854469882284806320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-matters-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2854469882284806320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/2854469882284806320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-matters-most.html' title='What matters most'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqutrXab7vI/AAAAAAAAFhg/ILeg0ZnBP4E/s72-c/IMG_3912-701014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1252728946052428079</id><published>2009-09-11T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:38:57.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Tweet Tweet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Come follow me on Twitter now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jo4nn3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://twitter.com/jo4nn3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tweet tweet! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1252728946052428079?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1252728946052428079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/tweet-tweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1252728946052428079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1252728946052428079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/tweet-tweet.html' title='Tweet Tweet!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1135491703493090552</id><published>2009-09-10T09:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:32:08.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Love that transcends time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqhVxGDT6uI/AAAAAAAAFhI/fMqxb2Xtu5M/s1600-h/The_Time_Traveler%2527s_Wife_film_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379644056820509410" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqhVxGDT6uI/AAAAAAAAFhI/fMqxb2Xtu5M/s320/The_Time_Traveler%2527s_Wife_film_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We all want to be loved over, and over, and over again."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie itself was magnificent. There were a few minus of the film tho. Maybe they could add the dates SOMEWHERE on the screen? People can get lost in time! Like, maybe something like the book, the date and age of the characters at the said date. (P.S: I've not read the book, but I had the chance to flip through the pages once. And now I'm dying to read the book!) And ooh, I love Rachel McAdams! I didn't know she was the one on Mean Girls and The Notebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere of the movie was also almost perfect. And yeah, some things could have been better, but all in all, if you want a tantalizing romance story, don't hesitate and go watch this movie! It will make you cry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Clare, &lt;em&gt;''I wouldn't change one second of our life together.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqhZ6oxR2sI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/98s-z1MlSJQ/s1600-h/time-travelers-wife-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379648618805451458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqhZ6oxR2sI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/98s-z1MlSJQ/s320/time-travelers-wife-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;em&gt;*snaps*&lt;/em&gt;. That's just unreal, as I believe this kinda time-travelling thingy will never happen in reality. Even though I know if it does miraculously happened, I'll feel damn sad. Because I'll never know when my husband is going to disappear into thin air, or when he's going to reappear right in front of me, stark naked somemore. And how long will his disappearance be? I'll never know, and waiting is a torture. Owells. I still want to read the book though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqhlwLxBNwI/AAAAAAAAFhY/FpSSbxcNOaM/s1600-h/haji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661633360574210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqhlwLxBNwI/AAAAAAAAFhY/FpSSbxcNOaM/s320/haji.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out Haji Lane with Li'e the other day. Really dig certain shops there! Very nice apparels and stuffs. Li'e and I were there for quite some time, sharing the fitting room trying out clothes. Hahaha, hilariously fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopaholic on the loose!! Shopping with Li'e on Tuesday, last night with Kengey, and tonight might be going shopping again. Yes, I'm shopping for dresses for Froggie's wedding, which btw is in 10 days' time. Gonna finalise my script with Wee Ern soon, and try to 培养默契. I heard he's going to sing a song to the couple, so I'm wondering what should I do at the side while he's singing. Clap along? Or sing along? Hahahaha. Whatever it is, I just pray hard I won't trip and fall. Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Because I'll get to see and hang out with my soulmate!!! Guess who? :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1135491703493090552?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1135491703493090552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-that-transcends-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1135491703493090552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1135491703493090552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-that-transcends-time.html' title='Love that transcends time'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqhVxGDT6uI/AAAAAAAAFhI/fMqxb2Xtu5M/s72-c/The_Time_Traveler%2527s_Wife_film_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6862058215972056074</id><published>2009-09-08T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:47:33.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BitchFits'/><title type='text'>Bloody Hell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I seriously think I don't deserve that kind of treatment.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I thought I should learn to NOT mind so much about people's speech tone usage. But then again, why should I change myself when I'm not even obliged to right? Why should I change myself when I don't even think I'm at fault in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6862058215972056074?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6862058215972056074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6862058215972056074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6862058215972056074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-hell.html' title='Bloody Hell!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-8040401893582391059</id><published>2009-09-07T01:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:44:04.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Success is one thing, trying is another thing. Risks are everywhere in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just merely a week ago, I decided that I think I know what I want in life.&lt;br /&gt;But now, its like, I kinda know what I want but.. not really know.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to understand, just bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you what would or might make me happy, or happier.&lt;br /&gt;But no, I decided that I won't, because you might just laugh so loud, you'll probably shatter my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You would destroy my castles in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I read this somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;Always, my dear, believe things to be right, till you find them the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;And even then, instead of irritating yourself against them,&lt;br /&gt;endeavour to put up with them as well as you can, if you cannot alter them.&lt;br /&gt;Never anticipate evils, or, because you cannot have things exactly as you wish,&lt;br /&gt;make them out worse than they are. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Very uplifting, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, try to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least Frog leg chicken porridge and Cold Rock icecream were my remedy. Had them the last 2 days. Woots, welcome back &lt;strike&gt;Talio&lt;/strike&gt;Latio! Which means, supper days are back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close to 2am, waking up in 5hours for work.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, there goes another weekend. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-8040401893582391059?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8040401893582391059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-merely-week-ago-i-decided-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8040401893582391059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/8040401893582391059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-merely-week-ago-i-decided-that-i.html' title='Success is one thing, trying is another thing. Risks are everywhere in life.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1625729775021705798</id><published>2009-09-05T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:01:58.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EarBug'/><title type='text'>District 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqFSTYZ8aLI/AAAAAAAAFgY/tAtuSld6F3c/s1600-h/district9poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377669922979342514" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqFSTYZ8aLI/AAAAAAAAFgY/tAtuSld6F3c/s320/district9poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this poster does not look appealing at all. But guess what?! District 9 was AWESOME! :D Caught this earlier with Yeappie over at AMK Hub. This film is so awesome that it just begs for a rewatch. Definitely highly recommended stuff that you cannot afford to miss. The documentary way of making this film was so creative and interesting that makes me stayed glued to my seat and eyes to the screen for that 2 hours. I'm hoping for a sequel - District 10 or something. Love it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some conversation I had with Babi wee this afternoon gave me this &lt;em&gt;deja vu&lt;/em&gt; feelings. So familiar, so familiar. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还能做什么 你已经不爱我 我一直都爱着你 难道这还不夠&lt;br /&gt;~ 小宇 &lt;em&gt;"终于说出口"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have a good weekend yo. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1625729775021705798?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1625729775021705798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/district-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1625729775021705798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1625729775021705798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/district-9.html' title='District 9'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SqFSTYZ8aLI/AAAAAAAAFgY/tAtuSld6F3c/s72-c/district9poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-3122160503093359585</id><published>2009-09-03T12:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:04:55.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Shit-o-logy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This morning I woke up with my right eye smaller than my left, and the right eye was bloodshot red. I don't know what's wrong, so I decided to call in sick and sleep, hoping to sleep off the bad eye. It's either my contact lens, or its the bad air around. Hmmm. And my hair! I spent $50 (cheap I know) to rebond my hair last weekend, and the ends are starting to curl. And they became so dry! Bad quality. Boooo. Damage control, soon! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the bird meets the milk&lt;/em&gt;. Haha, came up with that super randomly. I'm the bird, kukujiao, and Yun's the milk, nehnehpok. Some old nicknames we gave each other during our banquet days. How I missed those shouting across the ballroom during turnover and working till late days. Larling and Yun, don't ya all feel the same as I do? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Yun for dinner last night. Explored ION Orchard with Yun, and the place's really huge and .. complicated. Haha! The last time I was there with Yeap we did not comb the entire mall, and this time with Yun... I THINK we did combed the entire mall la hor? Haha, thanks for the dinner treat nonetheless, yun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sp9PHaZC0MI/AAAAAAAAFgA/d0kzZVInDbY/s1600-h/IMG_3857.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377103468865704130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sp9PHaZC0MI/AAAAAAAAFgA/d0kzZVInDbY/s320/IMG_3857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ION Orchard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="GIF animations generator gifup.com" href="http://gifup.com/show/7fb2878ca3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="GIF animations generator gifup.com" src="http://gifup.com/data/gifs/7/f/b/7fb2878ca3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sp9PemR63GI/AAAAAAAAFgI/SEkaJlMBurk/s1600-h/IMG_3864.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377103867194039394" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sp9PemR63GI/AAAAAAAAFgI/SEkaJlMBurk/s320/IMG_3864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sp9PnGMlmqI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/HMYKfWe9dq8/s1600-h/IMG_3865.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377104013200562850" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sp9PnGMlmqI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/HMYKfWe9dq8/s320/IMG_3865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that the toilets are very cool? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 17days more to Froggie's big day! I want to go for dress shopping soon! And where's our emcee rehearsal? So worried I'll get stage fright that night man. I was asking Yun whether I should wear heels that night or not, as I'm afraid I'll trip and fall off the stage. Hahahaha. I seriously hope not. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Some people shit on others, others eat their own shit.&lt;br /&gt;Some clean up other people's shit, while others constipate&lt;br /&gt;and suffer in silence.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So which one are you? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch movies!!!! I want eat cold rock!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-3122160503093359585?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3122160503093359585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/shitlogy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3122160503093359585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/3122160503093359585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/09/shitlogy.html' title='Shit-o-logy!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sp9PHaZC0MI/AAAAAAAAFgA/d0kzZVInDbY/s72-c/IMG_3857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1533583494536818725</id><published>2009-08-30T17:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:00:03.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BitchFits'/><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've expected myself to be sitting beside, elaborating and sharing with you my experiences based on the photographs. Instead of hearing my joyful experiences, you think I'm wasting my money printing these pictures. Each page you flip, it's negative comments. It's not "wah, where is this place?" "wah, what is this?", it's all "this kind you also print", "what a wastage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're teaching me. You think you are right. You always think you are right. We are always wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an ultimate wet blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1533583494536818725?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1533583494536818725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1533583494536818725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1533583494536818725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7303965165197103314</id><published>2009-08-29T20:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:17:30.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Chillax</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not going Double O, Rebel, ButterFac, Wala or Clarke Quay tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, but I decided to stay home this weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a ME weekend for me. Went for facial in the morning, and had my tresses rebonded. Had dinner with my family, and now I'm back home chillax-ing. Tomorrow will be another chillaxing day, for me to catch up on my sleep especially. The upgrading construction at my block is disrupting my sleep, even on a Saturday. The drilling starts at 8.15am this morning, so you can imagine my frustration then. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows. I met up with the bride-to-be, Froggie, and the rest of the bridesmaids-to-be for dinner at Marina Square last night. We ate (dinner and supper), we talked, we snapped and we laughed in Hong Kong Cafe from 7.30pm all the way to 11pm. Hahaha, we sure got loads to talk about! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpkqbvrzFHI/AAAAAAAAFfk/fmF3nCp5wDk/s1600-h/IMG_3810.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375374286388401266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpkqbvrzFHI/AAAAAAAAFfk/fmF3nCp5wDk/s320/IMG_3810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The w01 girls. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Spkqr0b4ToI/AAAAAAAAFfw/n2vvwuVPxus/s1600-h/IMG_3814.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375374562541719170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Spkqr0b4ToI/AAAAAAAAFfw/n2vvwuVPxus/s320/IMG_3814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Froggie introduced the other bridesmaid of hers to us. Her colleague, Vicki. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="GIF animations generator gifup.com" href="http://gifup.com/show/8b863483f9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="GIF animations generator gifup.com" src="http://gifup.com/data/gifs/8/b/8/8b863483f9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpksHSriagI/AAAAAAAAFf4/gW12cvkyRwE/s1600-h/IMG_3824.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375376134028552706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpksHSriagI/AAAAAAAAFf4/gW12cvkyRwE/s320/IMG_3824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion at last ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lazy to upload more pictures here, so view the rest from my Facebook. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's less than a month more to Froggie's big day. 20th September. All of us are oh-so looking forward to that day. It's our first girl getting hitched, entering the next phase of her life. It's no longer &lt;em&gt;"I'll call you back later after I finish watching TV/play games"&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;em&gt;"I call you back later. I'm doing the laundry/mopping the floor."&lt;/em&gt; . It's no longer shopping for tidbits for snacks but toilet rolls, cooking oil, detergent. Haha, life of an &lt;em&gt;obasan-wannabe&lt;/em&gt;. Oops! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happy to see you girls last night. More plannings ahead!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7303965165197103314?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7303965165197103314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/chillax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7303965165197103314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7303965165197103314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/chillax.html' title='Chillax'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpkqbvrzFHI/AAAAAAAAFfk/fmF3nCp5wDk/s72-c/IMG_3810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6082326075912428409</id><published>2009-08-24T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:24:10.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>We're growing apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alot of time, I feel so small, so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;It's like life is so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;We are just a tiny tiny part of this big universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I let my emotions take over me.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I lose control of myself.&lt;br /&gt;But really, is it really worth the effort of getting myself upset over something puny that will come to past soon enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I'm watching Heart of Greed, again, on TV now. Chang Zai Xin (Linda Chung) and Alfred (Raymond Lam) really reminds me of something. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6082326075912428409?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6082326075912428409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-growing-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6082326075912428409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6082326075912428409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-growing-apart.html' title='We&apos;re growing apart'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-4619123058045237354</id><published>2009-08-23T23:53:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:26:07.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning them again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The weekend came and went, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday after work, a bunch of us went singing at Woodlands Partyworld. We sang from 7pm to 11pm, and I was exhausted at the end. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFmj0rVkhI/AAAAAAAAFec/lIKamq2MaMs/s1600-h/IMG_3770.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373188596051579410" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFmj0rVkhI/AAAAAAAAFec/lIKamq2MaMs/s320/IMG_3770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Carine for you, doing her infamous Lu Guang Zhong handsign. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFm0MeNiWI/AAAAAAAAFek/Jq_GrOkx7RY/s1600-h/IMG_3772.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373188877316884834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFm0MeNiWI/AAAAAAAAFek/Jq_GrOkx7RY/s320/IMG_3772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall all do that handsign. Haha. \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnDbOBjQI/AAAAAAAAFes/jOF5AaaTPYw/s1600-h/IMG_3775.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373189138973560066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnDbOBjQI/AAAAAAAAFes/jOF5AaaTPYw/s320/IMG_3775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Yeappie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnN8z3-cI/AAAAAAAAFe0/ShwspuAO2hE/s1600-h/IMG_3771.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373189319789377986" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnN8z3-cI/AAAAAAAAFe0/ShwspuAO2hE/s320/IMG_3771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnW4MipdI/AAAAAAAAFe8/YuJ4t7i9HuM/s1600-h/IMG_3777.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373189473169483218" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnW4MipdI/AAAAAAAAFe8/YuJ4t7i9HuM/s320/IMG_3777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnihFJFrI/AAAAAAAAFfE/xbgv_CNt8Mk/s1600-h/IMG_3782.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373189673122862770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFnihFJFrI/AAAAAAAAFfE/xbgv_CNt8Mk/s320/IMG_3782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappie and Zeejay 大哥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpHr5y8ZcSI/AAAAAAAAFfc/TIruw1me6_0/s1600-h/IMG_3790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335208589881634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpHr5y8ZcSI/AAAAAAAAFfc/TIruw1me6_0/s320/IMG_3790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing alot that night, and I don't know why. I must be crazy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFoj8_2YsI/AAAAAAAAFfM/J0GyO4ExtoE/s1600-h/proposal(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373190797308355266" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFoj8_2YsI/AAAAAAAAFfM/J0GyO4ExtoE/s320/proposal(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpForgDu1DI/AAAAAAAAFfU/v0e_fQ0rvrw/s1600-h/bruno.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373190926978962482" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpForgDu1DI/AAAAAAAAFfU/v0e_fQ0rvrw/s320/bruno.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the above 2 movies over the weekend. Imo, they were both average. The Proposal is just a typical romance comedy kinda flick, and I find the ending rather abrupt. There ought to be more than that. :/ As for Bruno, you may want to watch it and laugh at the explicit gay jokes. The ending was rather disturbing to me - the extreme gay making out! And that swinging dick. Eurgh, gross! It's funny, but definitely not my kinda movie. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Force tomorrow, or maybe not (kinda lazy). Final D on Wed!! :) I wanna watch UP, I love you Beth Cooper and Where Got Ghost? leh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from watching these movies, I was at the Career fair, and Invest fair at Suntec on Saturday. So crowded and so boring. Nothing much to see, as it's pretty much the same as what it was last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new week again, and I'm so not looking forward to it. I feel like I'm wasting my time away. &lt;em&gt;To reach a port, we must sail. Sail, not tie at anchor. Sail, not drift.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life's so stale. Zzz. Goodnights world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-4619123058045237354?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4619123058045237354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-things-i-thought-i-knew-im-learning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4619123058045237354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/4619123058045237354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-things-i-thought-i-knew-im-learning.html' title='All the things I thought I knew, I&apos;m learning them again.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/SpFmj0rVkhI/AAAAAAAAFec/lIKamq2MaMs/s72-c/IMG_3770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-1441186404429093198</id><published>2009-08-20T15:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:44:13.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>马路如虎口</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Extracted this from an email I received yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p alight="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did touts stage accidents for business?&lt;br /&gt;ELGIN TOH&lt;br /&gt;Thu, Oct 23, 2008&lt;br /&gt;The New Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car ahead of you on an expressway brakes suddenly for no apparent reason. It causes a chain collision with your car and those behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within two minutes of the accident, a workshop agent appears and offers his repair services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are workshop touts staging accidents to get business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least five motorists here who were involved in recent accidents along the expressways think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told The New Paper on Sunday that the sudden braking and the "miraculously" prompt workshop agents who appear immediately have raised their suspicions that they were victims of "accidents" engineered by workshops to generate business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason to suggest something is amiss: In some instances, the other "victims" of the chain collision did not even bother to exchange particulars, even though this is the standard procedure for motorists in accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major car insurance agency here said it has been receiving two reports every month from policyholders who suspect they were victims of staged accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housewife Lydia Ong, 39, believes that she was the target of such road vultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was driving her BMW along the Pan-Island Expressway on 8 Aug when the driver of the car in front of her jammed his brakes "for no reason", she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra quick response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened near Aljunied at about 10am. Her 8-year-old son was in the car with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She managed to stop in time to avoid a crash, but the car behind hers did not. The impact propelled her car forward, causing her to crash into the car in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got out and tried talking to the driver of the first car. But he just shook his head and said: "No need to explain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then called somebody using his handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than three minutes, a woman arrived in another car, saying she was a representative from a car workshop in Sin Ming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ong said the woman offered to "settle everything" for her, including the repairs and filing insurance reports and claims. The workshop would even lend her a Toyota Camry, at no cost, while it repaired her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her car's hood, and front and back bumpers were damaged. As it was the first time she had been involved in an accident, she was panicky and did not know what to do. So, she accepted the workshop's services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they left the accident scene, the workshop agent convinced her that taking down the vehicle numbers of the other two cars was sufficient and that there was no need to get the drivers' personal particulars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ong said the agent even dissuaded her from speaking to the other two drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, the agent boarded Mrs Ong's car and directed her to drive to the workshop. The car that was ahead of hers in the accident was also parked in the same workshop and the driver was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ong said there were some other details that seemed odd, including how the other "victims" of the crash didn't ask for her particulars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we contacted the workshop agent, she claimed she just "happened to pass by" the accident scene that day. She declined to elaborate and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as one driver, in an accident that involves two or more vehicles, takes up the offer of these workshop touts, the workshop stand to gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can hike up the repair costs of that driver's car and claim the amount from the other driver(s) involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Danny Tan, 43, an officer with the Singapore Armed Forces, was one of those who declined to use such services. He was involved in an accident along the Ayer Rajah Expressway last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A workshop representative appeared "within two minutes" to persuade him and other drivers to use his repair services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another motorist, Mr Kerr Sun, recalled that in July last year, a car cut into his lane suddenly, then braked to a stop, even though there was "nothing in front of him".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 31-year-old businessman said he had to swerve to the left, resulting in an accident with another car. Then, a workshop agent arrived "in less than a minute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sun said: "I think they must be stationed somewhere, waiting for an accident to happen. Either that, or they travel together, at a distance, and communicate using handphones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When contacted, an NTUC Income spokesman said they receive two reports every month from policyholders who suspect they were victims of staged accidents, but those policyholders "normally do not have evidence to support their suspicion".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He added: "It is not easy to prove that an accident was staged. The burden of proof as required by the law is very heavy and we need more than circumstantial evidence to succeed in proving fraudulent claims."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ong has since got back her repaired car. The workshop replaced the damaged parts and did some paint work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total cost of repairs amounted to "more than $10,000", and the workshop said it would claim the money from the insurer of the driver behind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A check by The New Paper with five other workshops yielded estimates of between $2,000 and $5,000 for carrying out the same repairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspecting the whole accident to be a scam, Mrs Ong has lodged a police report about the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said: "This is a very dangerous thing to do, just to earn a few thousand dollars. You are playing with lives. And my kid was in the car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both she and her son suffered minor bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sun said: "I think everybody should stop using the services of these agents who turn up suddenly at the accident scene, so that they will have no business."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When contacted, a spokesman for the Singapore Motor Workshop Association, said it has not received "any formal complaints regarding staged accidents".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it has heard about "touts" who arrive at accident scenes very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The association "stands strongly" against such activities and asks motorists not to take up offers by touts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elgin Toh, newsroom intern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO DO IN AN ACCIDENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Exchange particulars with the other drivers. This includes name, vehicle number, IC number, telephone number, address and insurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Take photographs of the accident vehicles, for use in the accident report later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Call your insurer's hotline for a tow truck or for further advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Report the accident and take the accident vehicle, whether damaged or not, to the approved reporting centre (provided by your insurer) by the next working day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Avoid all unauthorised tow truck operators&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article was first published in The New Paper on Sep 7, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A similar case happened to a close friend of mine just few days back. It's really depressing to know this kinda unethical thing actually DO happens here. Whatever it is, the crash has happened, the car became damn &lt;i&gt;cui&lt;/i&gt; and the money gonna be spent BUT, thank god my friend's safe. Really thank god. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, drivers out there! Fasten your seatbelts at &lt;strong&gt;all time&lt;/strong&gt; and be &lt;strong&gt;101%&lt;/strong&gt; alert when you're on the roads! Drive safe at all time. 马路如虎口!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoooos. Life has been pretty stagnant for me these days. What's new right? :( Although I'm just back from Taipei not long, I'm already craving for another getaway. Haha, in the midst of planning it already. But well, everything's still tentative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, meeting my larling this evening to get her shares of Taipei pictures. Can't wait to see them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-1441186404429093198?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1441186404429093198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1441186404429093198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/1441186404429093198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_20.html' title='马路如虎口'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6765291973701024116</id><published>2009-08-15T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:31:21.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>It's gonna hurt when it heals too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everyone have their own share of fears, pain, saddness, heartbreak and despair.&lt;br /&gt;Some live in denial, others live in the stark reality of the sorrow they may have.&lt;br /&gt;Some live through it and emerge stronger, others live through it and emerge broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which will I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy for people like us to walk around this world, uncaring and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to choose not to see the horrors and sorrows hidden away in the corners of our world.&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to say you know how they feel and what they're going through.&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;Only they will truly see the demons they face in their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go&lt;br /&gt;So I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6765291973701024116?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6765291973701024116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-gonna-hurt-when-it-heals-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6765291973701024116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/6765291973701024116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-gonna-hurt-when-it-heals-too.html' title='It&apos;s gonna hurt when it heals too'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-7286152609441515316</id><published>2009-08-12T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:30:10.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BitchFits'/><title type='text'>To stay on the run i keep my disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its one of those days when you did not have a good sleep and woke up feeling that you probably had none. Its one of those days when you feel that nobody really understands how you feel or how tired you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just crushed away my leave form. Intended to just apply a day off for some escape from the reality, but I just chucked away the form thinking.. forget it, just live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain things, which we can't get over by just 1 or 2 days. Hate it when I'm been questioned, when I feel I'm not obliged to answer. Hate it when I'm the only one who cares. Hate it when someone tries to act smart with me. Hate it when I've things to voice out, yet I can't express them, or find no point to. I just hate many things right now. HATE THE UNFAIRNESS!!! Arghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urg. i just need to sleep today away. Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Dear larling, why didn't you take me with you this time? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-7286152609441515316?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7286152609441515316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-stay-on-run-i-keep-my-disguise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7286152609441515316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876911009880917682/posts/default/7286152609441515316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-o4nn3.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-stay-on-run-i-keep-my-disguise.html' title='To stay on the run i keep my disguise'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03163654780523765852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876911009880917682.post-6632866880112150018</id><published>2009-08-09T19:21:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:34:43.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Overdue Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I've been busy updating about my trip, so here's just a brief overdued update about my week after I got back from my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3oth July, Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned, I went to meet my fabulous friends right after my flight touched down. Haha, I got Yeappie to help me with my luggages into his car boot, before joining the rest at Lunar in Clarke Quay. They were there way earlier, whereas I got there only at 12ish. There were Yeappie, Evelyn, Carine, Tiffi and some of her colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn645GLXbdI/AAAAAAAAFck/EGbEip-iQ_4/s1600-h/DSC08067.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367931096922549714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn645GLXbdI/AAAAAAAAFck/EGbEip-iQ_4/s320/DSC08067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn65Hh2L9WI/AAAAAAAAFcs/OeZUPeXSSrQ/s1600-h/IMG_3723.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367931344868078946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn65Hh2L9WI/AAAAAAAAFcs/OeZUPeXSSrQ/s320/IMG_3723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn65blwP4MI/AAAAAAAAFc0/oAhAHNfo5cY/s1600-h/IMG_3722.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367931689514295490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn65blwP4MI/AAAAAAAAFc0/oAhAHNfo5cY/s320/IMG_3722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my camera batt is going flat soon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn655dZ4uBI/AAAAAAAAFc8/QLI_GYhqBI4/s1600-h/IMG_3728-crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367932202669094930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn655dZ4uBI/AAAAAAAAFc8/QLI_GYhqBI4/s320/IMG_3728-crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn66HZyMZ7I/AAAAAAAAFdE/CqEiyBbAehE/s1600-h/DSC08062.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367932442215475122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn66HZyMZ7I/AAAAAAAAFdE/CqEiyBbAehE/s320/DSC08062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn66WvFxkzI/AAAAAAAAFdM/krbRk0AEJbc/s1600-h/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367932705632785202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn66WvFxkzI/AAAAAAAAFdM/krbRk0AEJbc/s320/IMG_3731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn67fjM5rvI/AAAAAAAAFdU/sjzwWdlfDqE/s1600-h/IMG_3730.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367933956571901682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn67fjM5rvI/AAAAAAAAFdU/sjzwWdlfDqE/s320/IMG_3730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn and Carine left earlier, followed by Yeappie and me. We head off to Geylang for Frog leg porridge supper, again. Wahaha. Got home at 3am that night, unpacked, before sleeping at 4.30am. And I've work the next morning! Luckily it's just for a day, before it's weekend again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for last week, apart from having a really bad Tuesday, so bad that it ruined my Tuesday and Wednesday mood. I took two days to recover, after a inspiring talk with a close friend. My heart was molested. :) Tuesday was such a bad day, that when Zeejay asked Yeappie and I out for a drink, I agreed and we met up at TCSS. Had 3 jugs of beer, but I didn't drink alot because I'm not a fan of beer. Zeejay was having a bad time, hence he's pouring his woes to the both of us that night. We left TCSS after it's closed at 1ish. Miserable night, that was. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn687bECSCI/AAAAAAAAFdc/zKsf5Nporac/s1600-h/orphan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367935534935197730" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn687bECSCI/AAAAAAAAFdc/zKsf5Nporac/s320/orphan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went to the preview of &lt;b&gt;The Orphan&lt;/b&gt; at Illuma Filmgarde with Evelyn, Carine and Yeappie on Wednesday. Scary factor about 4/10, plot was alright. The entire film was okay with an unexpected twist. Neither an excellent nor bad show, but still worth watching it lah. At least we watched it for free. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Friday, I met Froggie 陈太 for dinner at Heeren. We had Thai Express, and spent hours chatting, catching up. Just the two of us, and we're so concentrated in updating each other about our lives. Felt really wonderful talking to her, reminiscing and stuffs. We talked about her wedding, which btw, is NEXT MONTH!! Haha, so excited all over again. It's time I meet up with Wee Ern to discuss about emcee script, as well as meet up with the rest of the 姐妹 to start planning the gate-crashing sabotages. Hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meet-up with Froggie and the talk with that close friend on Thursday made the perfect end to that trashy week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, yesterday. Debbie invited us to join her at the &lt;em&gt;Ted’s All Brits Party&lt;/em&gt; at New Asia Bar, which is at Equinox Complex, Swissotel. Supposed to meet at 10.30pm, but Yeappie and I were early so we hanged around before Debbie came and brought us in. She told the reception some 'magic password' and we all entered for free. Haha. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the party was actually the showcasing of Ted Baker's Autumn/Winter 09 Collection. It was crowded when we got in, so we stood at the back. Actually, the showcase was quite boring, but well, we went in for free, so yup, it was for the experience. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7EJZ2ZEeI/AAAAAAAAFdk/IWPtEruFWsk/s1600-h/IMG_3745.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367943471709098466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7EJZ2ZEeI/AAAAAAAAFdk/IWPtEruFWsk/s320/IMG_3745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted Baker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7EbA6iMAI/AAAAAAAAFds/xc0qa5xalaU/s1600-h/IMG_3762.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367943774253232130" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7EbA6iMAI/AAAAAAAAFds/xc0qa5xalaU/s320/IMG_3762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The runway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7GP0hvpvI/AAAAAAAAFd0/608wRoFlXgo/s1600-h/IMG_3747.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367945780972726002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7GP0hvpvI/AAAAAAAAFd0/608wRoFlXgo/s320/IMG_3747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7Gawb1oHI/AAAAAAAAFd8/M6V1Izr_jnE/s1600-h/IMG_3755.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367945968852770930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7Gawb1oHI/AAAAAAAAFd8/M6V1Izr_jnE/s320/IMG_3755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7HHK9MqjI/AAAAAAAAFeE/i0mbo5t3v-Q/s1600-h/IMG_3752.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367946731886258738" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7HHK9MqjI/AAAAAAAAFeE/i0mbo5t3v-Q/s320/IMG_3752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7HVz3_cYI/AAAAAAAAFeM/cfgdNMz4f44/s1600-h/IMG_3754.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367946983388443010" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7HVz3_cYI/AAAAAAAAFeM/cfgdNMz4f44/s320/IMG_3754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7HuR-OFwI/AAAAAAAAFeU/bY1Bimh4JWc/s1600-h/IMG_3766.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367947403784492802" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Sn7HuR-OFwI/AAAAAAAAFeU/bY1Bimh4JWc/s320/IMG_3766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left New Asia Bar for Butter Factory at about 12mn. The queue at Butterfac was super long, till it was Full House. We decided not to waste time queueing, so we drove to Clarke Quay instead. Debbie wanna go Attica, so we were there. We didn't get to enter because the minimum age limit for guy was 25. Haha! Doesn't matter, because I don't really like the crowd at Attica anyway. Too many caucasians. And so, we went to Rebel instead. Entered, and it was sardine packed! We had to squeeze our way through, get our drinks and stood around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to stay close to Yeappie and Debbie, but I don't why I got "pushed" away quite a distant. Then something happened. I got so traumatized and stunned, that I lost all moods totally. Totally! Told the two of them about it, then Yeappie and I headed out for a breather before entering back in to look for Debbie. Stayed on for awhile more, before we left for supper at Geylang. No moooooooooooood at all. Eediots. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at 4am, and slept at 5ish.&lt;br /&gt;It's long weekend, one more day to rest! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm still in hibernating mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876911009880917682-6632866880112150018?l=j-o4nn3.blogspot.com' alt=''
