<?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-11458735</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:26:00.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.. [ beautties . fairyttales . dreammies ] ..</title><subtitle type='html'>是我想太多,我也这样说.
这是唯一能安慰我的理由.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>809</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-929512892103178089</id><published>2008-10-27T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:09:37.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mybellamore.blogspot.com"&gt;http://mybellamore.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-929512892103178089?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/929512892103178089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=929512892103178089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/929512892103178089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/929512892103178089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpdearestsilly.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3572058446562218716</id><published>2008-10-27T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:44:47.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你不是真正的快乐 - 五月天&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人群中哭着 你只想变成透明的颜色&lt;br /&gt;你再也不会梦或痛或心动了&lt;br /&gt;你已经决定了 你已经决定了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你静静忍着 紧紧把昨天在拳心握着&lt;br /&gt;而回忆越是甜就是越伤人&lt;br /&gt;越是在手心留下密密麻麻深深切切淡掉了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的笑只是你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂挂在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这世界笑了 于是你合群的一起笑了&lt;br /&gt;当生存是规则不是你的选择&lt;br /&gt;于是你含着眼泪飘飘荡荡跌跌撞撞地走着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的笑只是你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂挂在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的伤从不肯完全的愈合&lt;br /&gt;我站在你坐着 却伤感着银河&lt;br /&gt;难道就真的抱着遗憾一直到老了 然后再后悔着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的笑只是你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂挂在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的伤从不肯完全的愈合&lt;br /&gt;我站在你坐着 却伤感着银河&lt;br /&gt;难道就真的抱着遗憾一直到老了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你应该脱下你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;为什么失去了 还要被惩罚呢&lt;br /&gt;能不能就让配角全部结束在此刻&lt;br /&gt;重新开始活着&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3572058446562218716?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3572058446562218716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3572058446562218716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3572058446562218716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3572058446562218716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7820346471088463937</id><published>2008-10-26T08:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:09:14.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday quite a fun day! Went for the usual training at Kreta Ayer People's Theathre. 1st time there. Then had dinner at the hawker centre, famous claypot rice! my aunt joined us after that, so she drove us home. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SQPBL7ALcAI/AAAAAAAABNs/SpGz8EHHFuA/s1600-h/IMG_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SQPBL7ALcAI/AAAAAAAABNs/SpGz8EHHFuA/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261261200260034562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SQPBLT0n4lI/AAAAAAAABNk/K6BxYCLM60M/s1600-h/IMG_1259-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SQPBLT0n4lI/AAAAAAAABNk/K6BxYCLM60M/s320/IMG_1259-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261261189742584402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SQPBLFHqsAI/AAAAAAAABNc/VL0BXEREB9M/s1600-h/IMG_1256-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SQPBLFHqsAI/AAAAAAAABNc/VL0BXEREB9M/s320/IMG_1256-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261261185795928066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum has been nagging me to stop online shopping. But i can't resist the temptatioin! =x its like everyday back at home from work, i will turn on my laptop and look around those online shops. She nags because next year we all are going to Korea so must save money! Maybe after the korea trip, i decided to quit my current  job? Maybe.. and now i got a hard time thinking of getting what for my best birdy friend! I scare later the nearby outlets dont have the thing i wanted to buy and end up i have to go all around sgp to find! *pray hard* hopefully i can get it at nearby shopping centres. and most impt is he will like it. and HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY to Mr. Birdy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;once by myself,&lt;br /&gt;then came along someone else,&lt;br /&gt;and now back to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;for now till no when.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7820346471088463937?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7820346471088463937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7820346471088463937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7820346471088463937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7820346471088463937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-quite-fun-day-went-for-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SQPBL7ALcAI/AAAAAAAABNs/SpGz8EHHFuA/s72-c/IMG_1254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4597435890596294854</id><published>2008-10-25T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:21:43.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took 1/2 day off yesterday to get some good rest at home with my mum. And its going to be a long weekends cuz monday's a holiday! =) Later going chinatown there for something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not be affected by the fact that today's your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4597435890596294854?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4597435890596294854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4597435890596294854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4597435890596294854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4597435890596294854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/took-12-day-off-yesterday-to-get-some.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4644722335385762696</id><published>2008-10-22T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:42:48.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My everyday life's pretty fine these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes quite fast and busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know what kind of attitude i should use when i face you.&lt;br /&gt;So near. But ignorance carries on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hard to describe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I cant wait for him to be back in sgp! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since she knows its going to be hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;But why she still choose to love?&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/11458735-4644722335385762696?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4644722335385762696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4644722335385762696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4644722335385762696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4644722335385762696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-everyday-lifes-pretty-fine-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5459340495499882222</id><published>2008-10-20T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:24:11.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i do not know why it hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do i feel like this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stupid! i cried.&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/11458735-5459340495499882222?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5459340495499882222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5459340495499882222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5459340495499882222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5459340495499882222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-do-not-know-why-it-hurts-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2906996385916513179</id><published>2008-10-19T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:44:37.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To think that yesterday night was such a fun and abit enjoyable moment. And now i came upon this, its all gone. Speechless, tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think i'm really so stupid. Kill me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2906996385916513179?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2906996385916513179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2906996385916513179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2906996385916513179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2906996385916513179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-think-that-yesterday-night-was-such.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-9082502069106371899</id><published>2008-10-13T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:08:55.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really get very irritated when some talk to me in an impoilte manner. Some always ask me 'future' questions which obviously i can't give them an answer and neither i know the answer. i cannot tolerate someone particular, if you know who i meant. he's really like...!! renovation works start this weekend. packing work need to be done before friday. ALOT of things to pack, but not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sat's bbq/chalet, one of my close colleague just tell me that she's not able to reach there early to help me. I was kinda upset. Because no one has offered any help and i think no one will be so kind to help me with the food also. She ask me to approach you, but i decided not for the time being. I scare if i ask you, you would think that i'm too much, too crazy about you. Sigh. I dont know how to say but after all those ignorance, i maybe have realised it. but my colleague, she say i'm bluffing. Complicated.. Confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, too busy to think of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-9082502069106371899?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/9082502069106371899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=9082502069106371899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9082502069106371899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9082502069106371899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-really-get-very-irritated-when-some.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7690789265404353517</id><published>2008-10-12T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:21:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today i spend ALOT! $79 on Logitech wireless mouse, $26 on food, $20 on shoes, $50 on transportation. Tired! Work starts again tmr. Received the email that renovation starts next week. Next monday we have to move to our assigned work station which is like WOAH! such a sudden news. Thought we can drag the shifting till year end. But no! I really dont know whether i can survive working so near with those bitches. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i might know what you are trying to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i choose not to face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;say me stupid, say me silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm just feeling damn down lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7690789265404353517?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7690789265404353517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7690789265404353517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7690789265404353517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7690789265404353517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-today-i-spend-alot-79-on-logitech.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2122488346966772466</id><published>2008-10-10T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:24:16.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She once chat with him for quite sometime. then in between after that, everything changed suddenly. some told her that maybe she's just sensitive. But is she really that sensitive? too sudden, and she still cannot figure out why. or she's waiting for him to explain all these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this morning i wake up as usual and went to Bedok to meet my colleague and head down to ECP for the Singapore Nautical Run. Though its just non-competitive 1.6km but we still had our fun. I managed to run finish without stopping even though its been a long time that i ran. Haha! collect the goodie bag and then we head to Mac for breakfast. I nv have mac breakfast for a long time too. (= then shi han drove us to bedok. i took bus and june took train home. then at the interchange i was digging my wallet then i felt my bag wet. and that stupid water bottle opened and spilled like 1/3 of the water out. Sigh. So i was in the bus busy cleaning my hp, wallet, mp3. luckily not soak in water! Lol! Oh ya, inside the goodie bag got this very cute bear. then only mine is green color checkered design. Actually plan to go to the dentist to confirm that my widsom tooth is growing out, but too late already so head home straight. Let you all see this cute bear! The heart shape there indicate "GOT HEART". (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255437616113556834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SO8QqtesnWI/AAAAAAAABNM/veM92lErWKI/s320/IMG_1215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255437615053068402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SO8Qqph22HI/AAAAAAAABNU/sHBH1bYoWl4/s320/IMG_1240-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, this morning wanted to go Pasir Ris white sands to order the cake from polar for this coming sat's chalet but i didn't know that it opened at 10am till i check it just now. if not i will go there this morning because i called just now and they say more than 1-2kgs must pay a deposit first. which means tmr or sunday i have to go down there, just to order the cake. sigh! tired!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2122488346966772466?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2122488346966772466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2122488346966772466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2122488346966772466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2122488346966772466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-once-chat-with-him-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SO8QqtesnWI/AAAAAAAABNM/veM92lErWKI/s72-c/IMG_1215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-387800418662121331</id><published>2008-10-08T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:32:38.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People are sometimes selfish. I was quite annoyed by what happened today. I ask her to teach some reports to my colleague. I somehow 'beg' her because i was really busy. I mean everyone knows that i'm overload with work. Then she told me that she's busy ytd so i told her, its ok then today if you have the time, you help me teach. But she told me she's busy again. Then i heard her talking, chatting with others for near to 15mins. I was so busy that i totally forgotten about the report that needs to be submitted today for checking. Then i finish it myself and went home late. Imagine if everything that needs to be pass down to my colleague, i got no time to teach her and i keep doing double work. How does that feel? Sigh. Selfish, that's what i know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all we're meant to be love will bring us back to you and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-387800418662121331?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/387800418662121331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=387800418662121331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/387800418662121331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/387800418662121331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-are-sometimes-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5477325807887109084</id><published>2008-10-05T19:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:18:21.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ytd went out with yanhui to bugis to collect her book and to funan to collect my ms office and hdd at funan. walk around at MS then decided to have dinner at MOF, Suntec outlet. I still think the best is the Bugis outlet. Haha! I think because my tooth and gum not feeling good, that's why it doesn't taste good, if not must be the chef's problem. Lol! but they have the new bowl for my usual karaage ramen. Then the overhead bridge link to suntec is gone. It shows that how long i have not step in to town and suntec area. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that walk around Suntec, had a free eyebrow trimming at Sasa. Bought some silly things. Photos below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioA_hHdsI/AAAAAAAABMk/aDZCPshL980/s1600-h/04-10-08_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253633700331484866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioA_hHdsI/AAAAAAAABMk/aDZCPshL980/s320/04-10-08_1842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The new karaage ramen image!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioA22H36I/AAAAAAAABMs/qEDz6BBKYMM/s1600-h/05-10-08_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253633698003672994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioA22H36I/AAAAAAAABMs/qEDz6BBKYMM/s320/05-10-08_1303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A quite expensive Hello Kitty pen, S$2.60.&lt;br /&gt;But the head of the pen very cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioBLBlkwI/AAAAAAAABM0/9kYLMSUt9Gw/s1600-h/05-10-08_1304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253633703420465922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioBLBlkwI/AAAAAAAABM0/9kYLMSUt9Gw/s320/05-10-08_1304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The ToFu characters from Japan?&lt;br /&gt;Its a notebook. Unique! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioBEQYHEI/AAAAAAAABM8/5K4SEwlFhc8/s1600-h/05-10-08_1305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253633701603449922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioBEQYHEI/AAAAAAAABM8/5K4SEwlFhc8/s320/05-10-08_1305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I stupidly bought 2 of these eggs to see if&lt;br /&gt;it really can grow some flowers out to brighten up my days! *haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioBRNSEHI/AAAAAAAABNE/RfLS333jTb0/s1600-h/05-10-08_1306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253633705080131698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioBRNSEHI/AAAAAAAABNE/RfLS333jTb0/s320/05-10-08_1306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super cute monkey hp strap.&lt;br /&gt;Purple for my mum. Pink for chicky! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was lazy to use my digicam to take these pictures. So i use my hp and bluetooth it to my laptop. But the quality not that good though. Haha! Oh ya, i received 2 clothes that i bought from online blogs. I did not read correctly then the long sleeve pullover its actually in grey/black strips. Quite plain. The other dress has abit of orange color but not as nice as i expected. Oh well, still got one last tube dress coming soon. Hope its nice! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just now i was doing some of my work, though did not help much of my work load. Then i was thinking of the schedules to clear my work and i realised that there are really TOO MUCH work for me to do. When i thought i could be more relaxed, but the work just keep coming in. Sigh! I wish to run away from all these because my brain capacity cannot take it. I wish i got 2 brains, 4 hands. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want the love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5477325807887109084?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5477325807887109084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5477325807887109084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5477325807887109084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5477325807887109084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/ytd-went-out-with-yanhui-to-bugis-to.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOioA_hHdsI/AAAAAAAABMk/aDZCPshL980/s72-c/04-10-08_1842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7188950734070840657</id><published>2008-10-01T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:03:16.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally i have my own laptop to use! =) Ytd after work went to IMM to collect after they called and informed me that my lappy has arrived. I never expect the box to be so heavy! Had some difficulties when i took bus back after collection. Hehe! So glad, but though all my songs and other poly photos are all gone already. The package actually comes with a free MS office 2007 and a 18" HDD. But i have to go and collect at Funan. I never been there before! I was planning to go there tmr after work. But i scare i lost my way. Haha! Here's the only pic i took using my hp because i was trying to bluetooth it to my laptop last night, though not very clear. But at least now my lappy is lighter than the old one, 2kgs only. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOMsIFlnYSI/AAAAAAAAA14/jTar9mGQYjk/s1600-h/30-09-08_2209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252090107894653218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOMsIFlnYSI/AAAAAAAAA14/jTar9mGQYjk/s320/30-09-08_2209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today i really had a full day rest at home. Switch on my laptop from 9am until now. Lol! And wad i do the whole day? Look for clothes online. Found quite a number of blogs/livejournal selling real nice clothes but not buying all. Today i bought 2, the other day i bought 1. I tell you, online shopping is really very addictive! Once you start, you cannot stop. Think my mum's going to nag at me. Because i've just spent $1786 on laptop and canon 3in1 printer, my bro agree to pay half of the printer's money. Then today she ask me, when am i starting my further studies. Sigh, long way to go man. Save so hard and then now fly away near to $2000. Haha! 3 more weeks to pay day. Counting down! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, its time for my lappy to rest and also my eyes to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Going to be real busy at work tmr. (Everyday also busy.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*SMILES*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7188950734070840657?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7188950734070840657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7188950734070840657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7188950734070840657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7188950734070840657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-i-have-my-own-laptop-to-use-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SOMsIFlnYSI/AAAAAAAAA14/jTar9mGQYjk/s72-c/30-09-08_2209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4211166614961268376</id><published>2008-09-29T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:56:01.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was quite heartboken today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But how could it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4211166614961268376?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4211166614961268376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4211166614961268376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4211166614961268376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4211166614961268376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-quite-heartboken-today.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-9012365218507459361</id><published>2008-09-27T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:22:42.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That day i took my laptop to work, then ask my IT colleague to help me, but end up he says it very difficult to take my hard disk out. he scare later he open everything then if want to fix everything back, the laptop will be dead. so end up his advice was send to toshiba service centre to get them to help me get the hard disk out. so when i reach home, i ask my bro to play with the laptop. open 3 layers then can see the hard disk. went to my house nearby pc shop to get the casing. he test first, and he says my hard disk dead already. Sigh! Upset man, all my poly pictures and other pictures all gone already. Sad! Thought my hard disk still can use although my laptop spoilt. but now all spoilt already. Haha! Now going to buy new laptop liao. There goes my 13th month bonus money, spend in advance. Dont know which one to buy. I think as long as its cheap, durable, light, for normal usage and nice design, i would buy it. Don't need to worry so much. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week been so sickly. Last night got blocked nose. And now i got tooth ache. Must be that stupid wisdom tooth. Plan to go dentist in the morning, but i too lazy. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Finally i have the time to take some pictures of my new love - Motorola RAZR V9! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;its actually rose gold colour. *loves* though my mum complains that its too big. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;anyway, i'm happy that i get a new phone~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SN2UIvkdm-I/AAAAAAAAA1w/SCsxqH5tV6Y/s1600-h/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SN2UIvkdm-I/AAAAAAAAA1w/SCsxqH5tV6Y/s320/IMG_1174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515618513132514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-9012365218507459361?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/9012365218507459361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=9012365218507459361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9012365218507459361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9012365218507459361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-day-i-took-my-laptop-to-work-then.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SN2UIvkdm-I/AAAAAAAAA1w/SCsxqH5tV6Y/s72-c/IMG_1174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2914581258058922096</id><published>2008-09-23T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:09:30.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whole day i either rest on my bed, sleep or wake up drink plenty of water, aloe, med and lunch. My body feel very weak. Like i'm dying. Head gong gong like that. At least now feel better. But my head still feel like shit now. Feeling sick really sucks. And dont know why, will start to think of the past and some negative things that happened. But well.. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really got the urge to sms.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i still dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;the ignorance in between us.&lt;br /&gt;what actually happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can you tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2914581258058922096?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2914581258058922096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2914581258058922096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2914581258058922096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2914581258058922096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-day-i-either-rest-on-my-bed-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6761810713819515688</id><published>2008-09-23T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:32:57.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was having high fever whole night ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now my body has no strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My head's feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate to be sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-6761810713819515688?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6761810713819515688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6761810713819515688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6761810713819515688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6761810713819515688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1546533229063162345</id><published>2008-09-21T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:04:30.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my~ its been few days since i updated my blog. Anyway, today we went to LakeShore to swim then i went to have a hair cut and dye my hair to copper color. I no mood to take any pictures because MY LAPTOP'S DEAD again. Super upset! After that, we went to Vivo to get my re-contract done. I finally have my Motorola V9 Rose Gold~! :D Lucky i previously use motorola before so quite used to it easily. Then my mum nag at me, why dont buy Nokia or other brands. Nokia very expensive and the model i like they doesn't have. Sony ericsson value drops very fast. At least my motorola z3 last time can sell at $160 which is considered worth it buying although she keep saying the company in sgp already close down. (= Well, back to my laptop again, like i said, its dead again. Maybe getting a new laptop soon, by instalments? Still considering. But i think can slowly choose and observe cuz most of the time i'm working and i have computer to use. still can use it to check my emails and other websites. weekends can 'snatch' from my bro laptop to use, just like what i'm doing now. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Time to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's sure a busy day!&lt;br /&gt;All the best to me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't understand the ignorance between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-1546533229063162345?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1546533229063162345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1546533229063162345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1546533229063162345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1546533229063162345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-my-its-been-few-days-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5418058281093751292</id><published>2008-09-14T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:15:59.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just now went to JP to look at running shoes. Bought the adidas one for $142. I buy it for my future running exercise and the event organised by MPA during Oct. Sounds silly right? I never buy such an expensive shoes and somemore i won't use it like very frequently. Haha! Then my mum also bought one for herself then when we reach home, realised that her shoes got the magnetic tag they forget to remove, then we went back again to ask them to remove for us. Tiring man! After that, we still had the steamboat at home. Just a simple one. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to go sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr need to work again. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes some people are just so fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;while some just not that lucky, still searching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;she also needs a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5418058281093751292?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5418058281093751292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5418058281093751292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5418058281093751292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5418058281093751292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-now-went-to-jp-to-look-at-running.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1743973682395287161</id><published>2008-09-14T14:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:14:14.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning call up starhub to request for a early re-contract of my line but its up to their approval, whether they will issue me the $100 vouchers or not. I think N76 is out of my list because even if i manage to get the voucher and use it, plus trade in my pathetic K550i phone which worth $50-$60 only, i still have to pay quite a lot. Anyway, i just want a clam phone. I was looking through different brand, looking for one that can last me 1 1/2 years before i change again next time. Then decided to have Motorola V9, rose gold color! But now, i just hope that they will approve my request and give me that voucher. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, i'm slacking happily in front of my laptop. But sad to say, due to the re-format of my laptop, all my fav links of the blogshops all gone! Now i don't even know where, but lucky i remember 2 of them. Lol! But when i knew i'm getting nearer to Monday, i become so moody. Haha! Hopefully these few weeks i won't be so busy like in the past and we have audits on monday and tuesday. Stressed! Well, work has its own fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think i'm not brave enough.&lt;br /&gt;to face certain issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-1743973682395287161?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1743973682395287161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1743973682395287161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1743973682395287161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1743973682395287161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-morning-call-up-starhub-to-request.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4793139299539274736</id><published>2008-09-13T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:32:59.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My laptop's still abit weird. Just now got blue screen.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh! Hopefully it won't give me any problems now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz now i want to save money for my hp! *haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night already decided not to go back office today to work, because i'm very tired. I think i have been going back to work on sat about 2 months already. Then my mum today OT, since nth to do so just go back finish up some work. Speaking of that work, really fed up! I just hate his attitude and everything about him. I wish i dont have to face him at work everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4793139299539274736?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4793139299539274736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4793139299539274736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4793139299539274736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4793139299539274736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-laptops-still-abit-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7181009581482509336</id><published>2008-09-11T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:09:25.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally my laptop's ok. Reformat it, done by my company IT person. Thanks alot! I save alot of money. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's still the same. But more and more people i really cannot stand. Hopefully this sat i dont need to go back and work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should take long leave.&lt;br /&gt;And go on a holiday. must have a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;But when is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7181009581482509336?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7181009581482509336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7181009581482509336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7181009581482509336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7181009581482509336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-my-laptops-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-9070303213583965323</id><published>2008-09-07T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:41:37.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night i had such a sweet dream.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that you came back from overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Came to see us in office and you held my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, like i said. It was just a dream. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now i very stupid. Took my laptop to the repair shop, then back to home to get the adapter and recovery disk for the person. THEN after awhile, i decided to take it back because its abit expensive, and i think i can ask my company IT person to help me. So i'm going to bring my laptop to work tmr. Hopefully it can be cured. Sigh, actually yesterday i bring back the documents to do, end up my laptop spoilt i got no mood to do anything. Waste my energy~! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really don't know how to face him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-9070303213583965323?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/9070303213583965323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=9070303213583965323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9070303213583965323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9070303213583965323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-night-i-had-such-sweet-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8544114902174347453</id><published>2008-09-06T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:47:18.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i can't live without my laptop. Because i felt so upset now. Yesterday night there was some windows update and backup process, but i couldn't wait so i shut down abruptly. Then this morning when i try to switch on, it keep having this error msg and restart by its own for like a thousand times but still can't have the normal settings. I cant even get in. So frustrated. But i still went out with my mum today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning i went back to office, thought i could finish what i planned to, but halfway my MD came back to meet one of the client in the office, then he ask the colleague to ask me to make coffee for the client. I was quite annoyed but then its ok, since he's such a nice MD. (: Though i think that cup of coffee definitely not that nice. So i faster pack up and go home, in case i need to do other things for him. He was quite surprised that i was there on a sat. So went home, rest abit and me and my mum went to MS and watch "Money Not Enough 2". I cried when the wife helped the husband with the money. Very touching and some parts funny too. Then we went to MOF to have our dinner. *happy* because i get to eat my ramen, and my mum had salmon set which she thinks its nice and not to forget their soft serve &amp;amp; $2 japanese dumplings. I eat until so xin fu~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i felt so moody because of my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I felt upset lately because of someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know what happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;Neither do i know what has happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;I get so upset and disappointed when you ignore me these days.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fool for being so disappointed and be affected by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8544114902174347453?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8544114902174347453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8544114902174347453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8544114902174347453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8544114902174347453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-cant-live-without-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-906726124216621182</id><published>2008-09-03T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:28:59.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;These few days i can't concentrate on my work. Its very low productivity. And it has become a habit that i go back to work on saturday. Sigh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat MOF.&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet up with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay stress-free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate it when today, a song actually affected my mood the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish that someone will bring me out of these craps one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it just seems so hard. And i think no one will be there to help me.&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/11458735-906726124216621182?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/906726124216621182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=906726124216621182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/906726124216621182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/906726124216621182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-few-days-i-cant-concentrate-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8779707556164096662</id><published>2008-09-02T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:05:41.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My bag has finally arrived! From taiwan. Spend a total about 30bucks. Don't know consider worth it anot. But then its so beautiful pinky! =) and i also had 3 tops. All are from online shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had the new floor plan out. Minor renovation work to be done. And i am stuck with 2 bosses. He wants me to help him with admin job but i'm not his dept people. By right, i have the right not to help him with those stuff. So Susan actually 'agrue' with him, why should i sit near to his room. I purposely choose the seat far away from him. Aiya, irritating man! Just let me choose my own seat can? Sigh! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SL04kvqeo3I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/iIksx2V0FjY/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241407745250206578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SL04kvqeo3I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/iIksx2V0FjY/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241407737555326498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SL04kS_4FiI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/zBqCK7fDLqg/s320/n601270148_1685242_1668.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taken using yuting's camera. Nicer right? (:&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/11458735-8779707556164096662?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8779707556164096662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8779707556164096662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8779707556164096662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8779707556164096662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-bag-has-finally-arrived-from-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SL04kvqeo3I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/iIksx2V0FjY/s72-c/IMG_1146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1046372849646117489</id><published>2008-09-01T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:13:28.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLvo7uyPJTI/AAAAAAAAA1I/K0AMjPvvNpw/s1600-h/motorola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241038704244368690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLvo7uyPJTI/AAAAAAAAA1I/K0AMjPvvNpw/s320/motorola.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this motorola phone has a nice rose color. *loves* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我讨厌你。因为你让我无法专心。&lt;br /&gt;一直想着你。你知道吗?&lt;/span&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/11458735-1046372849646117489?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1046372849646117489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1046372849646117489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1046372849646117489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1046372849646117489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-motorola-phone-has-real-nice-rose.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLvo7uyPJTI/AAAAAAAAA1I/K0AMjPvvNpw/s72-c/motorola.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2497356459237742167</id><published>2008-08-31T21:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:12:51.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. The other day i went to Vivo Toy'r'us (is it spell like this? haha) and they have those turning machine and actually i wanted the winnie the pooh wearing the tortise shirt. but none left inside the machine. So i came upon this below! I dont really know who are they? Think its some sort of soldiers series. But i'm only interested in the yellow square specs soldier, BECAUSE ITS SO RETRO! So i spend 3bucks and i got.. 2 grandfathers(the one with brown specs &amp;amp; grey hair) and i think its the most ugliest one among all and another one its the pink color one, but the face they fix it upside down. So sway right? Haha! I laugh like mad. Go around telling my colleagues. Damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLqho-FhpNI/AAAAAAAAA04/El-_zxIYwws/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240678841632007378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLqho-FhpNI/AAAAAAAAA04/El-_zxIYwws/s320/IMG_1140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the three below are the ones i turn today! but still did not manage to get the green one. Sad!! But they all look damn funny.. can't help but to laugh at them. Haha! Hope i will get the green one soon. My mum says i'm childish and waste money cuz its like a dollar for one turn. But i don't care, they just look damn cute. Once i get the one i wanted, then i will stop already. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLqhpLnJ5TI/AAAAAAAAA1A/uEbDVFCHa4w/s1600-h/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240678845262718258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLqhpLnJ5TI/AAAAAAAAA1A/uEbDVFCHa4w/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though i was so nervous the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;But it turn out alright and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Its more like "get to know each other" session to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i never felt so happy for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;thanks. =D&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/11458735-2497356459237742167?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2497356459237742167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2497356459237742167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2497356459237742167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2497356459237742167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLqho-FhpNI/AAAAAAAAA04/El-_zxIYwws/s72-c/IMG_1140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5109289485487408645</id><published>2008-08-30T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:01:45.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today wake up at 8am, thought can sleep even later. Then rot abit at home and head down to SMOU for booking the chalet, end up the perfect dates being booked already. So changed the dates. Then went back to office. That bitch really a bitch! Make me damn angry and no mood to work. Wasted my time at office today. Went to the family day at 3plus. Already very tired, feel like sleeping. Stayed there till 7pm before Kevin came and fetch me to go to Yuting's birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate very little, no appetite. And took some photos and i lend her the camera battery, don't know when she will be able to return me. But then, its her 21st birthday so just lend it to her. =) never manage to wait till her cut cake session cuz he has something on after that. But he did send me home first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLleBBF2Y9I/AAAAAAAAA0g/ymGb_uecNGQ/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240323012988134354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLleBBF2Y9I/AAAAAAAAA0g/ymGb_uecNGQ/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Chicky . Kevin . Yu Ting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLleBTOrZrI/AAAAAAAAA0o/lpFwunn-Hzg/s1600-h/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240323017857001138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLleBTOrZrI/AAAAAAAAA0o/lpFwunn-Hzg/s320/IMG_1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicky . Yu Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Its been a long time since we see each other!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLleBZw1pJI/AAAAAAAAA0w/v-DQ2Z9LIu0/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240323019610891410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLleBZw1pJI/AAAAAAAAA0w/v-DQ2Z9LIu0/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kevin . Chicky!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THANKS ALOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5109289485487408645?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5109289485487408645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5109289485487408645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5109289485487408645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5109289485487408645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-wake-up-at-8am-thought-can-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SLleBBF2Y9I/AAAAAAAAA0g/ymGb_uecNGQ/s72-c/IMG_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8370293322704725937</id><published>2008-08-29T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:58:54.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never eat much lately, because of stressful-ness.&lt;br /&gt;And ask what? I lost 2kgs within a week! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day.. my friend sms me whether attending her birthday celebration. But i did not confirm with her, like i said earlier.. i do not want to go there alone. So i ask my colleague to go with me. And he agreed! *surprised* though we are not really that close, but he actually don't mind. So now me and him are going out tmr. My other female colleague says i'm crazy. Now i'm very nervous and scared. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(if you know what i really meant)&lt;/span&gt;... (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr morning going to book my company chalet at SMOU. Far away man! At Lavender there. After that then head down to office to work. Yes, i'm been going back on sat to work. What to do? These few days are so stressed. I told myself maybe i should just resign and rest for a long time. But just a sudden thought of this. Of course definitely will not just leave the company like that. I'm not that irresponsible person. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hope tmr will be a happy day. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8370293322704725937?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8370293322704725937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8370293322704725937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8370293322704725937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8370293322704725937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-never-eat-much-lately-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8908705771681867456</id><published>2008-08-27T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:59:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As the date gets nearer and nearer, i thought i would be more relaxed because the claims are all being electronically done. But it seems even more busier than before. Sometimes i really almost want to breakdown. Because 8hours of work is not enough for me at all. I hate to go home late because of the traffic flow, that's why i try to go home on the dot. Another reason because i'm really tired and drained out at the end of the day and my productivity really low. But i hate it when people look at me, they always ask the same question. "WHERE IS MY CLAIM?" "WHERE IS MY CHEQUE?" and now the auditors are here. That stupid fucking idiot sissy telling me the mistakes i made in the past. I do admit that ya i'm wrong, but he just that irritating person. Sometimes i feel like shouting at him: "CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP?" When can he get out of my sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVE ME A BREAK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just a human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why am i still feeling so upset after so long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need a cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8908705771681867456?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8908705771681867456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8908705771681867456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8908705771681867456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8908705771681867456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-date-gets-nearer-and-nearer-i.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6205964063076695201</id><published>2008-08-25T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:21:08.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah! Just now when i log in to blogger, i realised this is my no. 780th post! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, working non-stop that kind of feeling - really very tiring! Then i find myself working too hard sometimes. So today my boss has a few mins of chance to talk to me. She said to me, "so are you able to cope with your workload now?" suddenly i felt like, hey there's someone who actually knows how tough this period i'm going through. i felt so touched. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i really don't understand myself at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but just tell me, how many people understand themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there bound to be doubts and contradicting moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you can just lie to others that you're alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you will never overcome yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'happy' has never been in my life for a long time.&lt;/strong&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/11458735-6205964063076695201?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6205964063076695201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6205964063076695201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6205964063076695201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6205964063076695201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/woah-just-now-when-i-log-in-to-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3415322320541621225</id><published>2008-08-23T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:12:48.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i got to admit that i'm not feeling happy at all for the whole week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my happy life back. but it seems so hard to come true.&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/11458735-3415322320541621225?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3415322320541621225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3415322320541621225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3415322320541621225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3415322320541621225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-got-to-admit-that-im-not-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8148820506891110378</id><published>2008-08-20T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:00:44.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKwi8PBIRCI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/jSNGmP3Bqt4/s1600-h/IMG_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236598884943807522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKwi8PBIRCI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/jSNGmP3Bqt4/s320/IMG_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bye bye my hair! Welcome the new look.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;The side hair are above the ears ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good night! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8148820506891110378?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8148820506891110378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8148820506891110378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8148820506891110378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8148820506891110378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/bye-bye-my-hair-welcome-new-look.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKwi8PBIRCI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/jSNGmP3Bqt4/s72-c/IMG_1117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4991553816954559793</id><published>2008-08-17T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:39:01.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, friday was Choy Lan's last day with us. I never forget to bring my camera because i know we sure will take pictures. Haha! So after giving her the card and present, we have a group photo. Missing some people. But we are happy because dont have that sissy's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUnucXIFI/AAAAAAAAAzA/xDCbY25LuQw/s1600-h/IMG_1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235457239532642386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUnucXIFI/AAAAAAAAAzA/xDCbY25LuQw/s320/IMG_1073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then my colleague and me always regards our MD as our idol. He's really a nice person and a great MD for our company, though soon there won't be one anymore. So sad! So she says she want to take picture with him, i was the photographer. Actually i wanted to take with him also, but think its abit weird and somemore i'm his PA, later see him very pai seh. Lol! He's the best boss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUn1yAOEI/AAAAAAAAAzI/kv4vHmKPGE4/s1600-h/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235457241502464066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUn1yAOEI/AAAAAAAAAzI/kv4vHmKPGE4/s320/IMG_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont know why, everytime got people leave/transfer, never fail to take pictures with the company's logo. *haha* we took it during office hours, can eat snake abit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUoD7J7iI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/e0US6Sk4hOc/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235457245298945570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUoD7J7iI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/e0US6Sk4hOc/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During thursday, went to Bugis there to have steamboat. Got 2 soup base, but i only eat the food but never drink the soup. Don't know what weird soup, so dont dare to drink. Haha.. Its was for Gary's birthday, who is 24years older than me. He very funny, i always like to disturb him and joke with him. Look at the picture below, see the dark blue color boy, his eyes targetted at the cake while taking pictures. Then while we take the 2nd picture, his father has to turn his face to face the camera instead of the cake. So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235457250563913458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUoXia9vI/AAAAAAAAAzY/d93vKBv2mB4/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUouwg_3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/yOMIc_35hsw/s1600-h/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235457256797044594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUouwg_3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/yOMIc_35hsw/s320/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*chicky family*&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458679526105922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgV7i1jo0I/AAAAAAAAA0I/tIi5-2hJRjk/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then this baby below, his mum is only 21years old. Haha.. So cute! She feed him the strawberry then he ate already very sour.. he gave that cute expression below and i managed to take that picture. *cute*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458662711131794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgV6kMjfpI/AAAAAAAAAzo/n0-2FRnD-88/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458669894452466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgV6-9MRPI/AAAAAAAAAzw/kWlYEws7Uc8/s320/IMG_1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458671178941890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgV7DvcBcI/AAAAAAAAAz4/kojubWcvSCs/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See the boy's picture. I secretly take his picture when he was eating with the cake. He very excited about cakes. Haha! Kids are all like that. Then i take my camera on my hand, see if i can take some more of his pictures, then he stare still at me so i snap that picture below. Lol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458675011657074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgV7SBOnXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/pyEC-teG9lA/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235459135331775650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgWWE2GNKI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/TCSXKX8_SIY/s320/IMG_1106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Still remember me?&lt;br /&gt;I wish you did.&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/11458735-4991553816954559793?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4991553816954559793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4991553816954559793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4991553816954559793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4991553816954559793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-friday-was-choy-lans-last-day-with.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKgUnucXIFI/AAAAAAAAAzA/xDCbY25LuQw/s72-c/IMG_1073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2680405781184833784</id><published>2008-08-15T21:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:23:34.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl, I'm really glad that you send me that msg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One that really touched my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm really having alot of mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope i have the courage to attend,&lt;br /&gt;but i can't promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;付出太多，&lt;br /&gt;最后受伤的是自己。&lt;br /&gt;永远无法痊愈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我的心还是很痛。&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/11458735-2680405781184833784?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2680405781184833784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2680405781184833784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2680405781184833784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2680405781184833784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-really-glad-that-you-send-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6887314119702627210</id><published>2008-08-11T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:37:03.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, having one day leave isn't enough for me. While relaxing at home physically, mentally i'm planning what things i need to get it done by this week. Alot of unclear works, and i still need to take over my colleague who will be transfering next monday onwards. So fast! Then we will be moving to 17th floor soon, by end of Sept. But i got a feeling that it will be earlier. Pray hard its not, because just by thinking of the number of files and documents we have to shift, its REALLY alot! Too many changes, too little time to adapt. And sometimes felt so lost. Especially people come and talk to me or ask me questions that i dont even know the answers because i'm not from HQ. They presume that everything they need and everything they want, can be asked from me or i will settle for them. Sometimes i felt so tired, because they are requesting something that is not within my jobscope and they expect an answer from me. Well, there's something called phones/extn. You can jolly well find the person's extn and get your answer and not expecting me to go and ask them. Sigh. Worst still, i will have to deal with these people even though i will be shifting to another floor. I hate to see all these BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still deciding which area should i further studies on.&lt;br /&gt;SIM - HR, or ACCA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so envy at times, when will it be my turn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-6887314119702627210?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6887314119702627210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6887314119702627210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6887314119702627210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6887314119702627210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-having-one-day-leave-isnt-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8359968669168340245</id><published>2008-08-08T22:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:47:07.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, work this week has been busy and still very busy. Just received the news that we will be moving away from our current floor and swap with those people from upstairs. Then today had another news that one of the dept director has been transfered to HQ. So sudden! I still cannot believe it. Weak heart people like me cannot take it man. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thursday we went to this networking at Asylum @ Clark Quay. Never had a night life before. Drank abit of white wine and i'm like burning already, esp my ears = lobsters! Haha. We all had fun chatting around and our company's management trainee, Kevin, quite a lame person and good looking also. Then he and my most hated person took photo. And see below, what i did to that photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232154359534017602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SJxYqzoJXEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/qauaKUvE2hE/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now you know how much i HATED/DISLIKE/CAN'T TOLERATE that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232156051003026306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SJxaNQ1yK4I/AAAAAAAAAyc/FhXl5BVZWD8/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never forget to leave our lovely faces &amp;amp; memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*smiles, chicky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, its time for me to go and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr returning to office to clear up my work.&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls buy a proper lunch for me to my office. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just remember i wanted to post this few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really would love to attend your birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;But i scare that i will meet him there.&lt;br /&gt;I scare that you people will evoke alot of past memories.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, i scare to face you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to. And i really can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so heart ache recently. And the pains just came back.&lt;br /&gt;Making me feeling so 'unlike me' again.&lt;br /&gt;How much time would i need to overcome all these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8359968669168340245?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8359968669168340245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8359968669168340245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8359968669168340245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8359968669168340245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-work-this-week-has-been-busy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SJxYqzoJXEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/qauaKUvE2hE/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5149102125174626893</id><published>2008-08-03T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:05:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just now my Mp3 suddenly went crazy. Cannot be switched on, cannot be detacted for file transfer. PANIC! so went online to get some help, and luckily after i press the reset button, then everything become back to normal. Phew! If not i'm going to cry man, no songs on the way to work. I cannot survive without that. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went to get Jasmine's bday present at town. Walk around far east, practically not all the shops are opened, so we walked to taka then to OG. I bought a lot of tibits back! Spend almost 20bucks just for tibits. I'm already quite heaty cuz i got this irritating ucler at my inner lips. Hopefully after eating those tibits, it wont get worsen. After getting the bag, we headed to PS. We had Ajisen for our late-lunch, actually when we look at the directory wanted to have Iciban-Sushi but i changed my mind last min. Few years back, because of one try at Taka for Ajisen ramen, i have never step into any outlet. So today, decided to try it again. What to say. No comments. No more Ajisen for me in future! Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked around. Shop at TheFaceShop. Yan hui bought her mask, then i saw this feet scrub which i think might help my mum with the crackings so i bought that plus a comb and a brush for putting my mask. So added up, the sales person persuade her to top up to 150bucks but its impossible, although she recommended alot of items. They really can talk and talk man. So end up we top up till 100bucks then got these products sampling for each of us. Then the person ask if i want to be their member, so now i'm the member although i spend only like 20over bucks. Haha! My colleague even have to spend more than 100bucks to get a member, and today i just become a member just like that. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday celebrating Jasmine's bday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah! Can get to see my friends again. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr had half day. Afternoon then go back to work. Abit sian! Actually took whole day, then my director say still got some issues not discuss yet so she ask me to change to 1/2 day instead. What to do. Now I one person, do 3-4 kinds of jobs. Used to it i guess. But hopefully i can stay as long there as possible. We all can still be together as long as we can. My favourite colleague, she's going to other dept after the 18th. That's when all my nightmare starts! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5149102125174626893?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5149102125174626893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5149102125174626893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5149102125174626893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5149102125174626893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-now-my-mp3-suddenly-went-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7917982050433731657</id><published>2008-07-27T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:04:56.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So fast that its already the Sunday night and tmr's back to work again. Well, i'm not going to complain about work for the time being because i'm going to cherish all the moments that i get to spend with my colleagues. Time's running out for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i'm going to airport to fetch my bro.&lt;br /&gt;So late cuz his flight arrives at 1130pm. *yawns* (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7917982050433731657?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7917982050433731657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7917982050433731657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7917982050433731657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7917982050433731657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-fast-that-its-already-sunday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3069304312657668626</id><published>2008-07-26T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:26:53.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was meant to be a relaxing, fun and happy because i finally don't have to rot at home during weekends and i get to meet up with birdy for some k-box session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i alighted at the bus stop opp wheellock. I saw his best friend. And straight away, all the memories and all other shits came popping out in my mind. I really felt like fainting. I was so upset and frustrated. My mood just drop drastically bad just because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not tell birdy. Because dont want to further spoilt our singing session. Though i survived through the whole session, but did not enjoy to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart just felt so painful. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS REALLY VERY PAINFUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3069304312657668626?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3069304312657668626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3069304312657668626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3069304312657668626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3069304312657668626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-meant-to-be-relaxing-fun-and.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2883121491608000363</id><published>2008-07-21T20:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:28.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today back to work's still the same. One of my colleague has accepted the offer and she decided to go back to her previous dept before she came here. Well, at least she sees the light in front of her. While the rest of us are still like the lost sheeps. Haha! Then after she transfer, all her work will be pass to me. You see, they dont want to increase the headcount and yet they want us to get everything done sweet and clean at the end of the day. When its finally merges and close down, they don't need us anymore. So selfish isn't it. We have our own internal dept brainstorm meeting this wed. I wonder what other news will be told on that day. I don't dare to imagine and dont wish to think. Now i just do my best everyday and go home ON THE DOT at 5pm! No more OTs. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let you all see my aunt's dog, our cute RAINBOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225450719074862578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SISHvk3ERfI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QQOQVl6V3wE/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225450723920727106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SISHv26aTEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/xc-J0bALz2Q/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today i planned to go IMM to get my shoes but i decided not because i was plain lazy though i alighted at clementi. Then i miss the first bus and waited for the next. When i board the bus, i saw this guy, think from singapore poly cuz 185 comes from there one. And how i wish time stops at that moment. Haha! Though he's not that so-the-good-looking type but &lt;strong&gt;he definitely can make me lose my breathe for a minute. Woah! Can i have his number? LOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2883121491608000363?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2883121491608000363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2883121491608000363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2883121491608000363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2883121491608000363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-back-to-works-still-same.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SISHvk3ERfI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QQOQVl6V3wE/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5994107451680702524</id><published>2008-07-19T15:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:28.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've decided to change back to blogger. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My company had a major change in the organisation and our dept's most affected. Though everything's not totally finalised and completed but we do not have the mood to work at all. And more and more news coming in for us. I really can't bear to separate from them. Its making me so upset. I've got no mood at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224617916570707394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SIGSUFxWpcI/AAAAAAAAAx8/LyKupnD3X8I/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really wish all that happened was just a DREAM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5994107451680702524?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5994107451680702524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5994107451680702524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5994107451680702524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5994107451680702524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-decided-to-change-back-to-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SIGSUFxWpcI/AAAAAAAAAx8/LyKupnD3X8I/s72-c/IMG_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7205555301024930683</id><published>2008-05-10T10:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:39:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, this whole week has been really busy with work every day. I think on Wednesday i left office at 6.15pm and on Thursday i left at about 5.20pm. Actually it feels great to be so busy, because time passes very fast, and prevents you from thinking of other issues. But the problem is the timing to go home late is really very irritating, bus has not enough seats, MRT's packed with too many people and the list goes on and on. and some people can still like chat with me when i'm so busy, especially when its going to finish soon, and she came and talk to me. then when i show her the black face, she ask me why am i so fierce. I'm the kind of person not to be irritated, if not i sure will give you that kind of face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have not find a suitable person to replace my finance duties, so now i'm in finances, in HR and personal assistance for my MD. handling so many at a time can really kill me. sometimes i just want to sit at my desk and finish all my work, but always fail because most of the time i will be walking around and doing other jobscope. somehow, i feel that once i officially out of finance duties, would i be really free? i don't even know whether the decision i made was right or wrong. or perhaps there's no right or wrong afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's available to go out today.&lt;br /&gt;Some celebrating Mother's Day in advance.&lt;br /&gt;Some not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;Some busy.&lt;br /&gt;Some lazy to go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum most likely to work OT today. So i planned to go Vivo to get something done and head down to Cineleisure to see if they have the cup that i wanted. And then probably go taka and do some minor shopping with my taka vouchers. and then wait for my mum to finish work and go have Sakae Sushi at Westmall for dinner. But i really hope mum dont need to work so that we can go eat MOF, that's only if she wants to go with me. I want to eat Cavana also. I want to watch Ironman. I want to go Sentosa. I want to sing kbox. I want and want and want a &lt;em&gt;bf&lt;/em&gt;. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i'm going Jurong Bird Park tmr morning!&lt;br /&gt;The last time i went was i think primary school?&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7205555301024930683?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7205555301024930683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7205555301024930683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7205555301024930683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7205555301024930683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/05/anyway-this-whole-week-has-been-really.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1694874423612117389</id><published>2008-05-08T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:44:07.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm so tired! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOF this sat? Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-1694874423612117389?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1694874423612117389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1694874423612117389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1694874423612117389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1694874423612117389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-so-tired-i-need-break.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-592920214246052501</id><published>2008-05-05T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:39:58.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know, when i start to fall for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for i know that i feel miserable now, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everyone need love, even though they knew it hurts afterall.&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/11458735-592920214246052501?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/592920214246052501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=592920214246052501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/592920214246052501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/592920214246052501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-know-when-i-start-to-fall-for.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5347646042239740660</id><published>2008-05-04T20:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:29.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 days of enjoyment and relaxation going to end soon. Really dont bear to, really can't accept the fact that time pass by so fast. How i wish time could be trillion times more than now and the list goes on and on once the weekends ends. And back to the same routine at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the times i spend outside with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the freedom i have when we graduated.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where there's someone i love in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike my habit of keep thinking of the past.&lt;br /&gt;Life has to move on. But my heart's still at the same old spot.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to lead and live again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat went to Cine for k lunch session with birdy. though i had made reservations but still has to join the long queue. sang quite a number of songs. really enjoyed it after waiting for so long. then we walk around town and rot all the way to 6plus and went for serene's 21st birthday, last min decide to go and end up we reach there very late because another friend came late but nevertheless we reached, had some food and went home at around 10pm. super tired! then while we rot at town, went to OG to get water bottles, for free gift - pearl from oyster. they really dig it out from the oyster! haha.. then we went to PS there and play those $1 machine, i actually planned to get the LOVE winnie the pooh. So cute! But end up i gotten the other four designs and still can't get it. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ubUmfaXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GotrNbyvU5o/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196501329465272690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ubUmfaXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GotrNbyvU5o/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next place we rot in was White Sands. And birdy saw this at comics connection. he requested me to take a pic of it. LOL! i think he's going to be a freak fan of the below character. I dont really remember what name it has. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ucEmfaZI/AAAAAAAAAxI/axKOYOOOOxw/s1600-h/tong%27s+freak.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196501342350174610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ucEmfaZI/AAAAAAAAAxI/axKOYOOOOxw/s320/tong%27s+freak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today i went to JP post office to submit the employment pass for my company and end up there's one part was not filled in. AND SHE SAY CANNOT SUBMIT! So damn pissed! Wasted my time. and i head down to Vivo to get the vouchers for my colleague. Its so worth it! 100over shops participating, can even use at handphone shop, TANGS.. etc! How i wish i had them. Pls give me all Vivo vouchers for my 22nd birthday can? LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at the lovely ferris wheel at E!hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i first saw it, it gave me a sweet feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can i go take it? Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ucUmfaaI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/E-TR-8vYx04/s1600-h/ferris+wheel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196501346645141922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ucUmfaaI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/E-TR-8vYx04/s320/ferris+wheel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196501333760240002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ubkmfaYI/AAAAAAAAAxA/MwpUGiLuRFU/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Long time no see me! (:&lt;br /&gt;And after a tiring day, i felt like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't understand me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up.&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/11458735-5347646042239740660?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5347646042239740660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5347646042239740660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5347646042239740660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5347646042239740660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-days-of-enjoyment-and-relaxation.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SB2ubUmfaXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GotrNbyvU5o/s72-c/IMG_0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8470520386552676816</id><published>2008-05-02T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:06:14.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just managed to upload my pics in facebook. It load so fast and i was so amazed! *haha* so next time i can just upload the pics there and let my friends get the pics from there instead of feeling frustrating on how to send them to others. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr singing k lunch with tong. Supposed to sing in the afternoon one but he got birthday chalet in the evening so no choice lo. So excited! Waited so long and finally I CAN SING again! (: and hopefully can meet someone at night. Hehe! but chances not that high though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE FEW WEEKS SO HOT AND WARM AND HUMID! I think i'm going to die of hot-ness. I want to buy the cool-air fan or whatever its supposed to be named. If not i will be complaining everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's so much. I'm now still involve in both depts, i wonder when i will be officially be the other and what will be my designation be? But HR's really a interesting jobscope, alot more to learn and shall further studies on that in a few years time. No matter how hard the work is, i still feel so happy because when i'm very busy, time flies super fast! *haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know what should i be feeling towards you right now.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it seems so real but sometimes not.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to say it too obvious because friendship's still more impt.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wish to feel hurt anymore. never again.&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to take the wrong step and end up being so sad later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8470520386552676816?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8470520386552676816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8470520386552676816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8470520386552676816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8470520386552676816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-managed-to-upload-my-pics-in.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4763626862858462112</id><published>2008-04-27T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:04:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My stomach flu/gastric cramps still not fully recovered. Today went out with my mum again to Taka, planned to use the vouchers to get a bag for office use. Frankly speaking, their bags are so branded and i walk and walk till i saw something which quite nice to me, and guess what! Its the last piece. So i decided not to buy because anyway the vouchers dont have the limit as when it can't be used. But i was quite upset already. So went to John Little to see if there's any bags but end up dont have, but i did buy a bag for going out, rainbow lines. Quite lovely and she got me a new one, though has a tiny weeny dirt so was thinking to get another new piece and she told me that's the LAST piece that's not displayed out one. Sigh! But i still buy it and whole store having promotions so i can't use the vouchers. Felt kinda cheated. Plan to save but end up spending more. Our last stop was TF and wanted to buy this top to match my dress that i bought for my birthday so that i can wear it to work. Just like the other day, the person never even go dig and find and she just tell me that's the LAST piece and no more. I hate their attitudes, REALLY DISLIKE, especially those ch**a people. Please go train your attitude first before you serve your customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I felt so irritated today.&lt;br /&gt;Plus its gonna be a brand new week tmr.&lt;br /&gt;My 4 days of relaxation has ended.&lt;br /&gt;I need more rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need your care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you don't even know that i'm referring to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4763626862858462112?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4763626862858462112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4763626862858462112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4763626862858462112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4763626862858462112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-stomach-flugastric-cramps-still-not.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2946824915313806662</id><published>2008-04-26T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:14:02.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went out with my mum. We watched Forbidden Kingdom at JP, buy one get one free because of my birthday month as member. Then walk around, went to TF tried on 3 tops for office wear, 2 of them were dirty so request the person to get a new one for me, and after searching for like less than 5mins, they just tell me that there's no more stock. Obviously she's plain lazy to find. So only bought 1 black top and after the movie went to JE's outlet to find, don't have. So end up went to Popular and buy the three layer container because my mum's keep complaining that my desk's messy, which i dont think so! haha.. and just now when i un-wrapped the plastic covering, one of the tray was broken! I was so fed up!! Sigh, why am i so unlucky today.. Anyway, the movie was funny and nice. If you are looking for a different kind of movie for a laugh, you can consider this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the past, i wanted to have a relationship because at least there's someone i can turn to, someone i can love and care, someone who will be good to me, someone who understands me, someone i can lean on when i'm sad and tired, someone who truly loves me. Like what many says, its better to be loved. But there will definitely have ups and downs during the journey and makes you wonder to carry on or to give up. I'm so confused till now, because to me, love's like a dangerous thing. Hard to handle and easily hurt. There's always people around me getting hurt, breaking up and there are also people who are happily in love. Sometimes i questioned, how long will you be happy? Ask yourself this question and you could not find any answer. No matter whatever questions about love, there's no definite answer. I felt so stupid that when i knew how love can hurt me, i can still fall in love with someone now. Tell me what should i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2946824915313806662?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2946824915313806662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2946824915313806662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2946824915313806662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2946824915313806662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-went-out-with-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2820474078506130232</id><published>2008-04-26T10:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:30.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3392458f198e38e8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3392458f198e38e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953112%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EC5E10EF3EA17B324BC0DCFB0B04A242A8EB7CF.3DFD7F1CC4AC5E3A16494110744845C485847AC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3392458f198e38e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4fFbKgcwz9Zcl4b2yIybLi0Vc3s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3392458f198e38e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953112%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EC5E10EF3EA17B324BC0DCFB0B04A242A8EB7CF.3DFD7F1CC4AC5E3A16494110744845C485847AC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3392458f198e38e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4fFbKgcwz9Zcl4b2yIybLi0Vc3s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all my dearest friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why there are 2 boxes and the 2nd box makes me so ugly. Just play the 1st box can already, the other one i think it will open in another media player, depends on your laptop use wad type. (its so troublesome to upload a video in blogger! =x) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I finally managed to upload&lt;/span&gt; the video that Mr. Koh Yeow Tong(also known as Mr. Birdy) who did for me for my 21st birthday. Just a gentle reminder, if you see your 'not so nice' pictures inside, pls don't blame me. Blame Mr. Koh! *haha* and pls dont be frightened off when you see the last few mins of the videos because he puts all my UGLY pictures in it! That's his so called surprises for me. Thanks ar! LOL. But anyway, hope you guys enjoyed the video clip and thanks Mr. Birdy for doing this video, i'm really very touched! and also most imptly, he made me realised that i've grown so much prettier now compared to last time. *HAHA*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I'M OFFICIALLY 21! haha.. i wish my chalet did not ended so fast.. so that i could spend more times with my friends.. so on the 24th i did not do much things, rot at home for the whole morning and then my mum took 1/2 day, actually planned to go sentosa but end up she say tired and everything so we only went to Vivo and walk around. Went to eat at Bosses. Frankly speaking, dont think i will go there again in the near future because they just place a snack like those chinese restaurants peanuts and they charge you $3.80 without even telling you. and we just had a few dim sum because they have 30% discount on weekdays and end up my bill was more than $30! we were so fed up and my mum says never go there again. But the ambience's really nice and black and classy. Well.. hope next time if i go and try their main dishes, hopes its much better than what i ate this time. =x Oh ya, i did went out in the morning, to Taka and submit my Herbalife membership form.. waited so long and drag all the way till now because earlier i was not even 21. *haha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday i went to pay my air-con charges at Changi chalet reception. I went out alone just by myself. Just to pay the $4.60 of air-con charges. Funny man. But anyway, i was so free the whole day.. then went to MS to look for my mp3. End up i bought the ZEN where i can see videos, photos, music, and it basically functions like a phone but yet just a mp3. The screen's big and can set my own wallpapers. Now to think of it, do i really need a mp3? LOL! i spend a total of $200 for it and plus a free membership. and i got an extra ear-piece, that type which i dont like one, like those sony's ear pieces. and a charger because their original one in the package is USB type. I was short of a dollar to get a membership so i bought the ZEN Neoon stick-on skin which i wont be using it because i dont have that mp3. LOL! so any one using that mp3? i have 2 skins stick-ons for free! Do let me know. (: But i still love my mp3 because its in black color. So beautiful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193389797458012466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SBKggUmfaTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jFalXBzldhc/s320/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My lovely &amp;amp; beautiful ZEN! =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193389801752979778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SBKggkmfaUI/AAAAAAAAAwg/EMHfqEa2pbU/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is the one i'm talking about earlier.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants it, just let me know. giving it away for free! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193389806047947090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SBKgg0mfaVI/AAAAAAAAAwo/k31Ol2Gf6K4/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;trying out my digi cam. and the butterfly's so beautiful! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193389810342914402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SBKghEmfaWI/AAAAAAAAAww/EmvCZPWS2bc/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not forgetting my lovely necklace. and i change the necklace because the original one's too thin, seems like will break anytime. and the new one cost me $95! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've spend so much money!! Think i got to stop abit before my mum nags at me. Now i will get a bag for office use by using my Taka vouchers, and Levis jeans from their voucher too.. and i suddenly feel like getting a adidas bag for going out and shopping. But that has to get approval from my mum, if not maybe wait till next pay comes in then buy? Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2820474078506130232?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3392458f198e38e8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2820474078506130232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2820474078506130232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2820474078506130232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2820474078506130232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SBKggUmfaTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jFalXBzldhc/s72-c/IMG_0437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4030606647861785642</id><published>2008-04-22T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:20:33.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Bad stomach flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Please recover soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4030606647861785642?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4030606647861785642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4030606647861785642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4030606647861785642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4030606647861785642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-stomach-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2960677359511856950</id><published>2008-04-21T17:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:35.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY I CAN UPLOAD THE PICS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191639956911494834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxpCMlvFrI/AAAAAAAAAwA/CGVWCw5EKWE/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* LOVES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxnl8lvFmI/AAAAAAAAAvY/VFsqCRZzRqs/s1600-h/IMG_0362_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191638372068562530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxnl8lvFmI/AAAAAAAAAvY/VFsqCRZzRqs/s320/IMG_0362_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; *beautiful*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Chicky / Chin Ling! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxnmclvFnI/AAAAAAAAAvg/ccm6-EBUvhE/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191638380658497138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxnmclvFnI/AAAAAAAAAvg/ccm6-EBUvhE/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovely flowers from my dearest poly friends! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191634382043944450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxj9slvFgI/AAAAAAAAAuo/qexg3GI7oOU/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My relatives! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191639965501429442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxpCslvFsI/AAAAAAAAAwI/J5FtTA41zCM/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Chicky Family! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191639952616527522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxpB8lvFqI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fJIuRZfBWmA/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My lovely mum! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxnoMlvFoI/AAAAAAAAAvo/8K-7Ylgly6E/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191638410723268226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxnoMlvFoI/AAAAAAAAAvo/8K-7Ylgly6E/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're 3 generations of rabbits. *haha*&lt;br /&gt;21 yrs old . 9 yrs old . 45 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191634364864075218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxj8slvFdI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/2E9p--C6mqU/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;truly mine . friends forever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191634373454009826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxj9MlvFeI/AAAAAAAAAuY/rzU5KL2GG_8/s320/IMG_0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*the girls*&lt;br /&gt;kristen, yan hui, ervina, christina, jasmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191634377748977138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxj9clvFfI/AAAAAAAAAug/RuDQ5L5hMaM/s320/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;* the guys*&lt;br /&gt;brendan, nono, tong, (my special guest: tao), vincent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191642383568017106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxrPclvFtI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/rhADQktb9eo/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My colleauges! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191635399951193618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk48lvFhI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Rncn2zfq5Yk/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Presents from my relatives, friends and colleagues! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most touching gift : The CD from Koh Yeow Tong! Surprise!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk5clvFjI/AAAAAAAAAvA/1ArS5OjPLsM/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191635408541128242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk5clvFjI/AAAAAAAAAvA/1ArS5OjPLsM/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most surprise gift : GUESS bag from Ervina! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191635404246160930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk5MlvFiI/AAAAAAAAAu4/CD9g1C-pkwE/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Most happy gift : LEVIS voucher from poly friends! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk5slvFkI/AAAAAAAAAvI/7P2SJmuYE-I/s1600-h/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191635412836095554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk5slvFkI/AAAAAAAAAvI/7P2SJmuYE-I/s320/IMG_0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk6clvFlI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VCR5_mjYDzY/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191635425720997458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxk6clvFlI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VCR5_mjYDzY/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most cuttiest gift : Butterfly ELMO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191638415018235538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxnoclvFpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/4MnXM8YEU0k/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Best candid shot! *hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY THE PICTURES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL EMAIL YOU GUYS BY THIS WEEK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE YA!&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/11458735-2960677359511856950?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2960677359511856950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2960677359511856950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2960677359511856950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2960677359511856950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-i-can-upload-pics-d-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAxpCMlvFrI/AAAAAAAAAwA/CGVWCw5EKWE/s72-c/IMG_0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6513824826095161329</id><published>2008-04-20T20:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:25:44.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very tired. And i can't upload the pics here.&lt;br /&gt;The blogger image uploader's down! Damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i already uploaded the pictures on friendster. The size i set on my digi cam's too big and i can't upload one by one, only can combine then using picasa! But never mind, i've went to develop the photos just now, will able to get it tmr! Hehe!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i want to say a BIG THANK YOU to all that have attended my 21st birthday chalet last night. I did not expect to have so many people because i only remember how many did not reply me or tell me they not coming. Thanks yan hui for coming down early with me and mum and bro to help out. Thanks my mum and bro for helping me with the food preparation and talk to my friends and relatives. My mum's so busy and my bro too! Special thanks to my dearest friends and those who stayed overnight and we definitly had lots of fun last night with the card games! Indian poker!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous and excited the whole night. i did not even had any bbq food till the end of cutting cake! And all i ate was a stingray and a hotdog! that's all.. hungry through out the whole night. can't sleep well.. i'm now still half dead like that.. the cutting cake 'ceremony' was so funny! took plenty of pictures and i smile till so tired. But its worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself alot last night.&lt;br /&gt;My friends, relatives and colleagues there with me. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my special guest, who give up his weekend freedom for me last night. I'm so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also one of the most meaningful present that i got for my 21st was birdy's video slide show with nice music. Thanks wor, Mr. Birdy Tong! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THANK YOU TO EVERYONE! I'M HAPPY AND TOUCHED.&lt;br /&gt;MY ONE AND ONLY 21ST BIRTHDAY CHALET. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him so much right now.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-6513824826095161329?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6513824826095161329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6513824826095161329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6513824826095161329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6513824826095161329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-9142366561450496967</id><published>2008-04-18T22:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:36.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking forward to tmr's chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 21st birthday celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you excited? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My special guest shall be &lt;u&gt;Chong Ying Tao&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(provided he will be coming!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss him alot!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and also not forgetting my dearest friends! cya tmr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAis54KO9BI/AAAAAAAAAuA/euYlV0jvUos/s1600-h/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190588680872326162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAis54KO9BI/AAAAAAAAAuA/euYlV0jvUos/s320/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Notice any difference? LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-9142366561450496967?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/9142366561450496967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=9142366561450496967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9142366561450496967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9142366561450496967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/looking-forward-to-tmrs-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SAis54KO9BI/AAAAAAAAAuA/euYlV0jvUos/s72-c/IMG_0277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3237723080070484529</id><published>2008-04-16T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:26:13.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a memorable and tiring day at work. My director actually ask me whether i would like to take over my superior jobscope. HR and Secretarial duties for my Managing Director. At first, i was too shocked that she actually offer me this opportunity so i told her i prefer the situation i'm in right now. Then after awhile, i went to her and let her know that i would like to think about it first before giving her an answer. And she told me to give her the answer by TODAY. I'm so confused. and my decision.. i accept this opportunity and she's so happy. haha! but its really a difficult situation. the mixed feelings and everything. i very scare that i can't do a good job but my director's has confidence in it. I hope i can do well and now, more people to deal with. I'm still stuck with my current work load and its such a sudden change. So now, i'm into HR and secretarial jobscope. I've got alot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;counting down to my chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at the same time, i hope it wont come so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3237723080070484529?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3237723080070484529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3237723080070484529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3237723080070484529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3237723080070484529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-memorable-and-tiring-day-at.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7168571169079180777</id><published>2008-04-15T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:37.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i took time off to go PS and get this numbering candles. And guess what? They only have small size and the bigger ones (which's so nice!). the other outlet's at AMK hub which's SO SO FAR away. I'm too tired to get them and my mum keep nagging at me for wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i'll be really glad and happy if someone who's coming to my birthday can buy me the bigger size one from AMK hub? hehe. if i really can get them, i will be SO HAPPY! and will love you to bits. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SASyh4KO8_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/rclTSgxKIu4/s1600-h/candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189468965718389746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SASyh4KO8_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/rclTSgxKIu4/s320/candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the other day we got nothing better to do, we trying my camera's self-timing. And it came out quite nice! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SASyiIKO9AI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kHBhiGN0nOM/s1600-h/IMG_0202_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189468970013357058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SASyiIKO9AI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kHBhiGN0nOM/s320/IMG_0202_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ever since my superior has been transferred to the HQ. I'm really very busy everyday. More work loads but luckily i'm still coping well. My director's very understanding and i'm doing it my best in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited! :D&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to my chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 MORE DAYS TO MY 21ST!..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7168571169079180777?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7168571169079180777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7168571169079180777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7168571169079180777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7168571169079180777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-i-took-time-off-to-go-ps-and-get.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SASyh4KO8_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/rclTSgxKIu4/s72-c/candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4385876921085586489</id><published>2008-04-14T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:43:16.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still care alot. even though i got no rights.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in any position to care. ain't i stupid and silly?&lt;br /&gt;please wake me up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4385876921085586489?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4385876921085586489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4385876921085586489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4385876921085586489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4385876921085586489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-still-care-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3891530205039141093</id><published>2008-04-13T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:09:53.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its so fast that weekends has ended again. Time to go back work tmr for the rest of the week. Luckily friday got this 'exercise drill' which will stay out of office for almost the whole day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to order my cake already and the sales person really never smile at all one. no eye contact with customers. and looks so fierce! haha.. then walk around IMM to daiso buy some stationery. i'm looking for numbering candles. '21' that's this 2 candles i need. anyone know where to find? can't find it any place that i went these two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm so excited right now because my chalet's coming and i just read birdy's blog, he got surprises for me, dont know what it is but haha! i very long never see him already. dont even bother to sms me, think he's going to hide all the way till 19/04. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI. please dont get me food for presents especially CHOCOLATES! i don't really like them, and i can't eat them because i'll be very heaty. and dont buy me perfumes also! i'm quite allergic and i dont think i need perfumes. Haha! if you dont know what to buy for me, CASH pls! *grins* anyway, please dont get the above 2 items for me, or else i'll be very sad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone so much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3891530205039141093?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3891530205039141093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3891530205039141093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3891530205039141093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3891530205039141093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-so-fast-that-weekends-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3621975406392788360</id><published>2008-04-10T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:45:21.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I emailed and smsed. Only some replied and out of the some, none's coming for the chalet. And the rest? I guess they just act blur and pretend that i nv invite. It goes to show how many friends you really have. True friends? I was quite surprised that some of my colleagues that i'm not really close with, close as in sit near by or interact the whole day that kind, actually reply and inform me that they are coming. I'm glad. really. Since young, my dream for this special day was to spend with family, friends and bf. but then again, not everything in life's perfect. and what you wish for all along, will never come true for all. I dont know whether i can be positive for the celebration. not really a celebration but more for a gathering to me, with everyone chatting around and spend that special night with me. i'm picture-ing right now, but i cant predict the outcome on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm been thinking the whole week. Some people can just be so irritating. Ever since my superior transfered, some can just walk to me and say why didn't i change my workstation, should sit at her desk instead. damn. not as if i'm qualified for the post. they obviously know that you're not capable and there they start saying and joke about it. Just leave me alone man. I wonder if people talk to you its because they want to be friends with you or they are just plain bored and nothing better to do, to kill time just to talk to me and then after a few times, no more interaction. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week i felt i'm over-working. last night slept at 11pm cuz went for some herbalife talks. and this morning i slept all the way on the bus. SUPER TIRED! and someone told me that i should treat them eat some snacks on my actual birthday. i was thinking, you guys are not coming to my chalet and u expect me to treat everyone with snacks. you think i earn millions bucks? its not that i'm petty. its just that attitude when the person told me. so many people are not coming and you think i'm still in good mood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, tmr whole dept go Shangri-La and have buffet lunch! paid by company for every quarter. at least a few hours to enjoy out of the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need plenty of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3621975406392788360?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3621975406392788360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3621975406392788360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3621975406392788360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3621975406392788360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-emailed-and-smsed.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5019177470298123971</id><published>2008-04-06T22:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:37.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt that my weekends this week was spend so happily. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning i was slacking at home, nv go road show with bro. haha! I was just plain lazy and sleep's more impt to me on a sat morning. Then my mum came home, had lunch and we head down to bugis for the training and my mum resting at home. After that she meet us at bugis and went to eat Swensens. I had chicken&amp;amp;mushroom spag, i really regret it! Probably because i had it 2nd time in just one week. My mum love the grilled fish with chilli crab sauce. Finally i recommended a dish that suits her. :D the ice-creams that we ordered, not that delicious too. =x and after that head for shopping for my dress for my 21st birthday. very nice and elegant. and when i was about to pay for it, the person says this dress was supposed for the models to wear on their fashion show runway at bugis today 7pm. and i was so lucky that i bought it! i got taste leh.. hehe..!! then went to charles &amp;amp; keith to find a pair of heels to match my dress. guess what? i bought the heels in less than 8 mins!! amazing!! first time i buy heels so fast and perfectly suit what i need. HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of saturday i spend $72.03 on food. $80.90 on dress and $31.20 for heels. About two hundred in a day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and my mum went JP to look for jewellery for my 21st. Went to SK jewellery. Bought a necklace and a butterfly ear rings, both have diamonds! Total = $541 but we bought our gold to 'trade-in' so we paid like only $191 for both. The ear rings alone already cost more than $300!! My birthday present from my mum. Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186139832456140898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_jes0UNWGI/AAAAAAAAAto/JNGavitcjNM/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And now, i'm very tired and i'm very HUNGRY too!&lt;br /&gt;But i dont care. Just gonna go and have my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Work's going to damn busy tmr because its period end.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm going to miss my boss so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really wish you guys can attend my chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5019177470298123971?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5019177470298123971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5019177470298123971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5019177470298123971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5019177470298123971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-felt-that-my-weekends-this-week-was.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_jes0UNWGI/AAAAAAAAAto/JNGavitcjNM/s72-c/IMG_0167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6418751000608268398</id><published>2008-04-04T20:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:38.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374993270003794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YnFUUNWFI/AAAAAAAAAtg/KkpXSzzEzDc/s400/Chinling+21st+birthday+invitation.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dear friends! I'm having my 21st birthday chalet-gathering at Leuchars Road, near Changi Beach Club. Its on 19th Apr 08 (Sat)! Do rsvp with me thru sms or email by 11th Apr 08! Really hope you guys can attend.. :) That's the map i did, in case there are some who dont know where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmVEUNWAI/AAAAAAAAAs4/cG2Aqia1Nvw/s1600-h/Map+(Fairy+Pt+Bungalow+1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374164341315586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmVEUNWAI/AAAAAAAAAs4/cG2Aqia1Nvw/s320/Map+(Fairy+Pt+Bungalow+1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On tuesday, i went onboard APL BELGIUM with the new staffs and my boss told me a bad news, she's going to transfer to HQ which's only at level 6 and i'm at level 7. I really could not work well after she told me the news. I almost cried. She can't bear to leave us too, but then she also need to think about her future. I really hope its just a dream this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd time on a vessel, nth much excitement though! But can take picture at the brigde of the ship, its quite interesting. Strong wind and nice sea view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmVUUNWBI/AAAAAAAAAtA/aY4DUYM8TMU/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374168636282898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmVUUNWBI/AAAAAAAAAtA/aY4DUYM8TMU/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmVkUNWCI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Iyoaer9BReg/s1600-h/IMG_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374172931250210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmVkUNWCI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Iyoaer9BReg/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then last week my aunts bought me this Herbalife Jersey from US! My first 21st birthday present from them! my 1st jersey and its from US and its no. 23 Beckham! you can't find it in sgp because sgp doesn't sell ladies jersey.. cool..! =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmV0UNWDI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ie2N8KAyJe4/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374177226217522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YmV0UNWDI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ie2N8KAyJe4/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, i gave a big hug to my boss and i cried. I really can't used to it without her around and my whole life's going to change from next week. more work loads, more headaches. I MISS HER!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-6418751000608268398?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6418751000608268398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6418751000608268398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6418751000608268398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6418751000608268398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-friends-im-having-my-21st-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R_YnFUUNWFI/AAAAAAAAAtg/KkpXSzzEzDc/s72-c/Chinling+21st+birthday+invitation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7159779759214935593</id><published>2008-03-31T22:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:35:19.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was through the video that i could know you're living so happily now. I did not know that you were inside that video clip. If i knew, i wouldn't have watch it because its making me feeling so upset right now. I always wanted to know how are you lately and what you've been doing for the past 9months. Time really passes so fast that its already 9months since we last met. I wonder one day, if we were to bump into each other on the street, will you still remember me? How would we react if this day really comes? I told myself that i should not think of it anymore, i've tried, i've move on abit but that's not enough. If its enough, i would not be typing this entry with tears flowing. How can one relationship be so fragile or why can it be so fragile? How can i make myself to forget everything, just forget everything. How long will that take? months? years? Maybe you only took days to forget everything between us. I dont know. I'm not trying to ask back for your love. I just find myself so stupid that, just a video clip of your face could make me so frustrated about love, so many questions about love. I really dont know how to explains the feelings right now. I'm not allowed to invite you to my 21st birthday chalet gathering because of my mum, and also i'm afraid that i can't control but to tear if you were there in person, standing in front of me. I need time to recover. I need the courage to move on and continue believe what i believed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm not sure whether you read my blog, only wanted to ask you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...How have you been lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'll be fine again tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7159779759214935593?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7159779759214935593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7159779759214935593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7159779759214935593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7159779759214935593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-was-through-video-that-i-could-know.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8884012956841095911</id><published>2008-03-30T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:42:57.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so so tired right now. I was doing my invitation 'letter' for my birthday chalet cum gathering and i was asked whether to save my work, and i stupidly go and click "NO"! which cause me to re-do whatever i'm done earlier and its like you feel the first one you did its always the nicest and most beautiful compared to the re-do piece! Argh. really want to go hit my head against the wall man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, monday blues effects on the run now! Haha.. but on a brighter side, tuesday i will be going onboard another vessel again, bring the new staffs onboard. 3rd time! hope the lunch will be that delicious i expect. This past week has been pretty fast and nice. Everyday work quite relaxing. Friday our dept have the annual packing and have to shift the files into the box and then to other places. Tiring! and that weird sissy keep complaining and instructing that we should do it this and that way. Fuck off man! i really want to scold him that like millions of times! he's just so irritating, not gentlemen at all, selfish, lazy and whatever you name it, he suits it. just totally dislike him to the max!! Then the other day, my boss ask me to be the bad person to return the work to the other dept, which was meant for them but they just act blur and put it inside my director's room. And you can imagine how i was being tortured and being laughed at while the dept people just ask me do this and that and i went home late that day. So fed up! I was like crying on the bus when i was on the way home. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this weekend, everyone so busy also.&lt;br /&gt;No one can go shopping with me.&lt;br /&gt;I should learn go shopping on my own next time. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i saw this primary school friend at the mrt. And i dont even have the courage to like say 'hi' to him because he looks like he dont remember me at all, which makes me kind of upset. I was intending to invite him to my birthday chalet together with some primary school friends. Hopes they can come and have fun. *pray hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Its time to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be work and work for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;So so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8884012956841095911?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8884012956841095911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8884012956841095911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8884012956841095911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8884012956841095911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-so-tired-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3915580439641744452</id><published>2008-03-23T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:19:54.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so frustrated right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having damn serious monday blues!&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me I have to wake up 530am tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;I had tons of emails to clear because of 4 days not in office.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of last minute stuffs to be key into the system.&lt;br /&gt;A long week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.. please give me a break!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really need the courage to make the first step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need to plan for my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatever it is, its still up to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so stressed.&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/11458735-3915580439641744452?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3915580439641744452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3915580439641744452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3915580439641744452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3915580439641744452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-so-frustrated-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2379351032470744500</id><published>2008-03-22T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:39.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-UOK0UNV9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/03n6VYO3QL4/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180562525364508626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-UOK0UNV9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/03n6VYO3QL4/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;Millionaire KC Loo! (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-UOLEUNV-I/AAAAAAAAAso/d4XHtSIHl1o/s1600-h/IMG_0098_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180562529659475938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-UOLEUNV-I/AAAAAAAAAso/d4XHtSIHl1o/s320/IMG_0098_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Herbalife FTT - 22/3/08! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today went to the FTT at DBS auditorium. Quite interesting than the previous one, probably due to the speakers this time round. It really motivates people and also there's this touching story where this uncle suffered a stroke and could not move his hands, but just having the shakes for 2 weeks, his arm can move up. Almost cried out, somemore he's just sitting behind me. I managed to take a pic with KC Loo who's the millionaire team in SGP. He's so good-looking! haha! and at the end of the training we bump into him on the stage and he just suddenly hug my mum ok! He's so friendly and my mum ask him to give me a hug too. He's my idol. (: Then someone caught my attention today though i saw this person the 2nd or 3rd time? Haha. And his actual age and the way he looks now its so different. I thought he's just maybe 25above but no. Incredible! I think that thanks to Herbalife. My complexion has changed too, brighter and younger. Hehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday i went online to look around for bbq catering and i managed to find "bbqhouse" supplier that has ice cubes and other stuffs which i can reduce the number things to prepare on the way there. And i actually wanted to buy this heartshape cake from Four Leaves @ IMM but my mum says its kinda troublesome to travel there and back home. She prefers me to order from nearby cake shops and it would be better if they provide delivery. But i'm so love-at-first-sight with that chocolate cake. How? Sigh! Less than a month before that day comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes i don't understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i've move on happily but it's not.&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/11458735-2379351032470744500?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2379351032470744500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2379351032470744500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2379351032470744500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2379351032470744500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/millionaire-kc-loo-herbalife-ftt-22308.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-UOK0UNV9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/03n6VYO3QL4/s72-c/IMG_0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3953041749251036679</id><published>2008-03-21T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:39.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-PKx0UNV8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/z47g4wQLvWE/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180206953612007362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-PKx0UNV8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/z47g4wQLvWE/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-PKAUUNV7I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/rBpKIp07tsY/s1600-h/IMG_0044_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180206103208482738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-PKAUUNV7I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/rBpKIp07tsY/s320/IMG_0044_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went all the way to Tampines just to take a good look at my chalet. Seriously, i think its quite easy to find. But had to walk quite a while because mine's right inside the route. And i discover the School of Commandos at the busstop where everyone's supposed to alight. Hahaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3953041749251036679?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3953041749251036679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3953041749251036679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3953041749251036679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3953041749251036679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-went-all-way-to-tampines-just-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R-PKx0UNV8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/z47g4wQLvWE/s72-c/IMG_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8603018857417467252</id><published>2008-03-20T11:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:16:37.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hehe! I'm on leave today!&lt;br /&gt;Pamper myself for a long weekend, just enough for me to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Been so busy these few weeks at work.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning my director pass me a letter. BONUS!&lt;br /&gt;First time in my life, getting a bonus by 'officially' working as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both MC on the same day. How coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I will be going down to my chalet to take a good look at it, so that I wont be blur on the actual day like how to check in and how far does my chalet located from the reception and hopefully the bus 29 will alight near my chalet so that people are able to find it easy and conveniently. Though at times i felt so regretted that i book the chalet at such a far away place, but thinking that its my 21st, no matter how's the response i'm still going to hold it there for just that one meaningful night of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;想念是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;它活在我身上所有角落&lt;br /&gt;哼你爱的歌会痛&lt;br /&gt;看你的信会痛&lt;br /&gt;连沉默也痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;它流在血液中来回滚动&lt;br /&gt;后悔不贴心会痛&lt;br /&gt;恨不懂你会痛&lt;br /&gt;想见不能见最痛&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8603018857417467252?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8603018857417467252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8603018857417467252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8603018857417467252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8603018857417467252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/hehe-im-on-leave-today-pamper-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1680692591383119921</id><published>2008-03-16T08:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:43:06.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes people that you dont really like to face with will always appear in front you out of a sudden. Sometimes you will be lucky enough to escape and sometimes you just got no choice but to talk to them. And people that you like to face with will seems not to appear even once no matter how much you wish to. Its so funny when you think of the people you look at everyday, you will start to realise that everyone's not perfect and slowly you got to learn how to handle this craps. People are always selfish at a certain point and it makes you know that people do change due to reasons. I once believe this and believe that and end up nothing i believe can be believed. How contradicting. If only things can happen in a way i wanted, how glad i would be right now. I wish i could have this, i could do this and sometimes when i couldnt have and couldnt do, it makes one feel so stupid and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i believe this certain issue through this friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;But recently this friend of mine let me realised that,&lt;br /&gt;what i believe was never meant to be in the whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everytime i breathe, i feel the hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter how much i try, it doesnt work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-1680692591383119921?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1680692591383119921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1680692591383119921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1680692591383119921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1680692591383119921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/sometimes-people-that-you-dont-really.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1574075169020192901</id><published>2008-03-15T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:56:05.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This whole week has been quite busy.&lt;br /&gt;And it passes quite fast too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day on the way home in the bus,&lt;br /&gt;I saw this thick rainbow at the edge of the thick clouds.&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to IMM and walk around.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr going NUS open house with Yh, after that go out with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week working 3 days,&lt;br /&gt;because i took leave on thurs, fri's holiday and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to rest abit more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My period's late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I worry for next month, pray not on chalet day. PLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-1574075169020192901?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1574075169020192901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1574075169020192901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1574075169020192901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1574075169020192901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-whole-week-has-been-quite-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4803115287715876660</id><published>2008-03-09T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:39.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, its kinda frustrated when its end of the week and tmr's MONDAY BLUES! which i'm already starting to feel it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past one week i've been gathering info about selling my 6500s and getting a new phone. My very last decision was not to go IT show to look for phones but end up i went with Yanhui because my mum got to work overtime. Luckily we went to level 6 and look the sony phones, only selling at $268 and i trade in mine @ $290. Then the person say the leftover they wont return cash to us, and we were trying to buy some items to meet the difference but end up not quite worth it so yh bought a blue tooth device for herself. The person check my phone so ma fan! But its their job to check properly. Then again, dont need to take my sim card from my new phone in and out for 3 times when she forgotten to check some functions. SO STUPID right! Service's really terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still quite happy with my new phone - K550i.&lt;br /&gt;A simple and beautiful pearl white phone.&lt;br /&gt;Dont really like the camera though, after i tried it a few times at home.&lt;br /&gt;Still not use to the key pads and the sms functions.&lt;br /&gt;Because its totally opposite from other phones i've used.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, still happy that i get the phone i want! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R9PcgqbfVGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BblpgULFHNU/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175722850482345058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R9PcgqbfVGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BblpgULFHNU/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just now go JP ate the LJS then walk around. I go this booth at basement 1, those print your name and contacts on the stickers, i took out one of the sticker design and trying to explain to my mum what its that. then when i tried to put it back, very difficult and i scare will spoil it end up the sales person came back put it back nicely and then he scolded CB to me but i did not hear it, my mum did. then she turn back and stare at him while we walk away. and my bro pointed middle finger to him and he actually walk to us, but luckily we're on the escalator already. then he and my bro started saying all the KNN, CB words. very loud can! then my mum scold him, so lousy attitude how to keep his business. So sway! I shall not go JP for the time being. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&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/11458735-4803115287715876660?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4803115287715876660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4803115287715876660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4803115287715876660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4803115287715876660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-its-kinda-frustrated-when-its-end.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R9PcgqbfVGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BblpgULFHNU/s72-c/IMG_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5796699165771324442</id><published>2008-03-06T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:28:16.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week's been so busy! Alot of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Although very busy but it felt so great. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to change my phone.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried samsung, motorola and nokia.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm thinking of buying sony ericsson.&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is, the memory card used its M2.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo. Abit not bear to sell away my Nokia6500 slide.&lt;br /&gt;But what to do? I scare one day really gone crazy and can't sell a better price.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to buy a simple phone but yet looks beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and use it till Apr 09 then i can change phone when i renew my plan then.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going IT show this sat with mum. Hope can have some good bargains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5796699165771324442?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5796699165771324442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5796699165771324442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5796699165771324442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5796699165771324442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-week-has-been-so-busy-alot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2420866934075186673</id><published>2008-03-03T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:41:14.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've gotten my phone back. but i was so sad that when i was copying my contacts, the whole thing go crazy again. and i think.. damn! going to repair again? no way! i'm gonna sell it. should be able to get $300 at least and somemore still under warranty. but then again, what phone should i get? thinking of N76, quite elegant. but have to depend the price also. think i go ask around first without my mum. maybe find one saturday take my whole 6500slide box and ear piece all that go out. and buy another new phone in the same day. then my mum won't nag! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i took 502 back. the driver like driving a mini roller coaster. i felt so uneasy the whole journey. even till now. i think i better go sleep, cover my blanket and then i will recover when i wake up tmr. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2420866934075186673?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2420866934075186673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2420866934075186673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2420866934075186673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2420866934075186673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-gotten-my-phone-back.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3407460397982495131</id><published>2008-03-02T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:05:21.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well. Today Nokia care center called and informed me that my phone's ready and I can collect it tmr. (: It makes my monday blues a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Northpoint SakaeSushi to have my long waited meal and we did not know that the outlet's so small and abit not up to standard. I prefer Westmall's outlet. So will never go there again. Then headed to my aunt's house for dinner. Oh ya, my sakaesushi meal cost me a total of $62 and lucky got 10% discount. I think we waited in the queue till too hungry and we took a lot of sushi and the curry don and bento. Sigh! I'm broke. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3407460397982495131?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3407460397982495131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3407460397982495131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3407460397982495131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3407460397982495131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/well.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6085175674835620172</id><published>2008-03-01T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:40.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to Suntec Nokia care centre to repair my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Same old procedures, ask me what problems i had and they took away my phone!&lt;br /&gt;I can only get it back on Thursday!! 6 days without my darling.. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to sell it away after fixing it. Most probably i guess.&lt;br /&gt;And i plan to buy another new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of getting birdy's Sony Ericsson M600.&lt;br /&gt;But birdy says now out of stock already. Haha..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk around at MS. First stop: John Little! Its brand's Exchange Unlimited from Italy. Sounds so ulu right? haha.. they say its a new product selling in John Little. Its in beigh colour. Quite a unique design. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8lphuWf0HI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IW46u1Jm8J0/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172781675110715506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8lphuWf0HI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IW46u1Jm8J0/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We headed to Bugis MOF for dinner. New outlet and the ambience's so good! The standard's still the same. I simply love that place. Too bad did not take pics because my phone spoilt. Hehe! Should go there more often. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8lpiOWf0II/AAAAAAAAAsA/7VH6LnAQfqo/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172781683700650114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8lpiOWf0II/AAAAAAAAAsA/7VH6LnAQfqo/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing my Herbalife bling shirt! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Its all crystalised)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From USA.. love it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-6085175674835620172?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6085175674835620172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6085175674835620172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6085175674835620172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6085175674835620172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-went-to-suntec-nokia-care-centre.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8lphuWf0HI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IW46u1Jm8J0/s72-c/IMG_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4407085680095083542</id><published>2008-02-28T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:01:21.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've shifted my workstation to another area.&lt;br /&gt;More peaceful and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;And of course not so irritated as before due to some reasons! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like alot of things have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;Some i might have forgotten, some i might be able to recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are so many things that i want to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to watch Angela Zhang's concert on 29Mar08, but i dont want to go alone, probably getting the cheapest price tickets. LOL! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone interested in watching her concert? Do let me know. If got people accompany, it would be so fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to go Sentosa for some relax moments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want shopping!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to have k-box session!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to play pool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aiya, i want to meet up with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Saturday to come. Relax and shopping! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4407085680095083542?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4407085680095083542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4407085680095083542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4407085680095083542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4407085680095083542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-shifted-my-workstation-to-another.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3802600379730478751</id><published>2008-02-23T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday our company had the Thank You Dinner @ Swissotel Stamford Hotel - Raffles ballroom. Finally get to wear my tube dress, i think i wear it less than 5 times and its so expensive when i bought it in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The waiting time was so long that we felt so hungry. The appetizer does not suit my taste except the bread and the soup. Lol! The main dish was cod fish and after the main dish was the desserts, but i did not touch it because i was so full and quite turn off due to some things. Sigh. What to say. I can only say i'm silly. Real SILLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170191481618954274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8A1wnql-CI/AAAAAAAAArw/POpH8vBVV5Q/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the delicious cod fish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170191473029019650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8A1wHql-AI/AAAAAAAAArg/56lNsDVl8tc/s320/IMG_0004_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chicky - mei - janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170191477323986962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8A1wXql-BI/AAAAAAAAAro/0nFy0xtY1Cc/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the lovely chocolates. but i never eat la. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170191460144117746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8A1vXql9_I/AAAAAAAAArY/z_xo3uBrAHQ/s320/IMG_0001_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say HI to beautiful chicky! Hehe..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Good night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3802600379730478751?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3802600379730478751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3802600379730478751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3802600379730478751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3802600379730478751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-our-company-had-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R8A1wnql-CI/AAAAAAAAArw/POpH8vBVV5Q/s72-c/IMG_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5208485039941732054</id><published>2008-02-20T21:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:40.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R7wyNHql9-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/MkRD8VRFtMw/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169061673291872226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R7wyNHql9-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/MkRD8VRFtMw/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i misses love.&lt;br /&gt;although it hurts me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so silly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5208485039941732054?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5208485039941732054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5208485039941732054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5208485039941732054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5208485039941732054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-misses-love.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R7wyNHql9-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/MkRD8VRFtMw/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3916025059164308594</id><published>2008-02-19T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:06:18.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a little annoucement..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've booked my chalet for my advance 21st birthday celebration on 19-Apr-08 (Saturday), &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;btw my actual birthday's 24-Apr-08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Its at Aloha Changi and its a Fairy Pt Bungalow 1. Further details will be informed later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that i have book my chalet, so that i would not be so troubled. I was quite sad because actually i wanted aloha loyang. but it was FULLY BOOKED. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3916025059164308594?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3916025059164308594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3916025059164308594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3916025059164308594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3916025059164308594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-little-annoucement.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4692691276783453732</id><published>2008-02-17T21:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:41.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally watched finish Romantic Princess online.&lt;br /&gt;Tears flowing as music goes by. It sounds so stupid to others.&lt;br /&gt;How can you cry so much by watching these dramas?&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on my eyes or perhaps crying out helps to make me feel better in reality.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that its just a drama, its not real. But it felt so real to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ya. At least that's what i felt, which sounds immature and silly to some out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me reaslied that i should not believe in love anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i only love him now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167947850833065922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R7g9MHql98I/AAAAAAAAArA/9lUla2oG_sk/s320/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day i was on the way to collect my products at Taka, then someone called me and give me a name card. She say i got the potential image for their model company. Its called Createtalents. First impression, all these are liars? How can i able to be a model or be a talent? Sigh. I'm neither pretty nor cute. Then ytd at friendster, someone left me a message asking me to interview for LFI Beauty Peagant 2008 at Marine Parade. OMG. He says i got a great smile and photogenic. Really? I don't know. But i not quite interested because i'm not a beauty and i'm quite a shy person in front of others. Imagine those lessons and stage fright. Can really freak me out. I shall just be contented in my 8-5 job. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends going to end in a few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I can move out from that workstation to another ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4692691276783453732?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4692691276783453732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4692691276783453732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4692691276783453732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4692691276783453732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-finally-watched-finish-romantic.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R7g9MHql98I/AAAAAAAAArA/9lUla2oG_sk/s72-c/collage9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4670427278336303565</id><published>2008-02-15T07:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:03:42.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They always disappear at the same time in the morning. At first i pretend that i'm just thinking too much, till one day someone talk to me. Then i realised its not just me who noticed it. But nobody says it out, all just keep it to themselves. I always wanted to know why are they disappearing everytime, same time, same place. But i got no right to ask because afterall its their privacy. But one's someone I used to be very close with, and one's someone whom I will see everyday near me. It always hurts me when i think of this point. Its like dont they feel ashamed of themselves, don't tell me that they dont know that actually there are people around knowing their behaviour? Why must be so secretive? There are times that i know they are talking on the phone, giggling here and there. But i couldnt shut my ears. I could only just carry on pretending that i'm deaf and blind, so that at least it makes me feel better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In the past, i hesitated on my decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Holding on, hoping for the better. But no, it can't be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whenever i think back on that night when i do the decision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my heart tears like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought i would be happier when i let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it seems like it doesn't help at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont know why, i doesnt feel happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In fact, it hurts even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having my ucler for the past week and my lips are so dry.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to see a doctor. All thanks to CNY that i'm over-heated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4670427278336303565?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4670427278336303565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4670427278336303565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4670427278336303565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4670427278336303565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/they-always-disappear-at-same-time-in.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-9039266793265395281</id><published>2008-02-10T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:35:39.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before i came to blogger to post an entry, i actually had alot of thoughts in my mind. Somehow they seems so messy that i couldn't sort them out. I felt so aimless recently. I felt even more restless more than any other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad when i heard a sad song on tv.&lt;br /&gt;I cried when i saw the touching scenes on tv.&lt;br /&gt;I stoned when i saw something related/similar to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so tired. Tmr still have to work as per normal. Auditors coming for 2 weeks. An irritated person sitting beside me. I really can't wait to move out from that area and sit somewhere else. Though that means less communication with the rest during work, but its definitely better than the situation i'm in now. I never flare up because i dont want those seniors to think that i'm such a fussy person. I always control my temper as much as i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other day, my aunt asked me why i still haven go take up driving lessons? Sigh, actually i really wanted to go try it out even though i scare will waste money and got no courage to drive a car. But i still think now's not a right time yet. Probably awhile more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Going to fall sick soon.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to CNY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-9039266793265395281?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/9039266793265395281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=9039266793265395281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9039266793265395281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/9039266793265395281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/before-i-came-to-blogger-to-post-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1164152716971810214</id><published>2008-02-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:55:26.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A busy day for 1st day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;From JW to Clementi, then to Bedok and lastly Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found out Nokia 6500 slide phone has full black colour.&lt;br /&gt;Felt kinda upset. But phone's are always changing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day it will have red or pink? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You never know also.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I shall not be bothered by it too much. I'll try.&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/11458735-1164152716971810214?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1164152716971810214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1164152716971810214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1164152716971810214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1164152716971810214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/busy-day-for-1st-day-of-cny.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7397429992109078525</id><published>2008-02-06T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:42.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i do not need to work today. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;Took 1/2 day, company give us 1/2 day.&lt;br /&gt;Preparation starts in the morning, then washing of the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of food! But too bad, i forget to take pics of the items. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;But i did take a pic of my steamboat + bbq!&lt;br /&gt;After eating the reunion dinner just now, i felt that its a waste that i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why, just feel it that way suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because too much food left and we had to finish it ourselves. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myx2n9KlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/UFWKTn1kJrU/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163855017303419474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myx2n9KlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/UFWKTn1kJrU/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That day i said i won a hamper in our company's lucky draw right? Ta da! (See below)...&lt;br /&gt;Got XO and red wine inside. Mum says wait till next week or end of CNY then open it. (: But i'm really quite lucky to get where there's only 6 individuals getting out of 50 over people in the company. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myyGn9KmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/2Q5SJzQMStk/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163855021598386786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myyGn9KmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/2Q5SJzQMStk/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We bought a new bed sheet for my bro. See the cows! So cute right..? I think i gonna buy it too.. but my mum complain i still got other bed sheets. LOL! but the cows are really very cute and loving. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myymn9KnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/U8OKtbe5Pa4/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163855030188321394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myymn9KnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/U8OKtbe5Pa4/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little side track abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these few weeks, my 'father' suddenly like very close to us. Come to our house quite often and i'm really pissed off with my mum. I explained to her that, no matter what she do to help him with us, its not going to help. Which resulted me and my mum not on good terms lately. So now i choose to close and open one eye so that i won't quarrel with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just now he came over for reunion dinner plus my aunts and uncle. So we were busy getting the food on the table but he just sit down there like boss like that. Then the bbq one like not hot enough, he just down there do the talking but no actions taken. I was so pissed off la. If its not because of my mum, i can jolly well tell him that you're not welcome in our house and pls fuck off from my sight. My mum keep telling me that i should not hate him, after all he's still my father.. should respect him.. should at least give him a chance so that he will feel better.. damn it.. its not about hatred.. &lt;strong&gt;I just simply dont like him appear in front of me..&lt;/strong&gt; Then my mum says that i should not interfere her life with regards to him. She needs a friend afterall. Maybe its true that she treats him as a friend, but to him, he might not. Probably he's just hoping to return one day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really hope one day i can just say into his face that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although we're blood-related, but you're just a stranger to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES. JUST A STRANGER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate his attitude just now.&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone else think the same as me too.&lt;br /&gt;My mum's going to complain at this attitude later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really hope he wont come to our house ever again after tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And because of his stupid idiot attitude just now which pissed me off totally.&lt;br /&gt;Look at my face below and you'll know how irritated i felt the whole night.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myzGn9KoI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Fz4nYEc4rIU/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163855038778256002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myzGn9KoI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Fz4nYEc4rIU/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163855008713484866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myxWn9KkI/AAAAAAAAAqY/8AAcG1QYHzs/s320/IMG_0012_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;WISHING EVERYONE GET LOTS OF ANG BAOS.&lt;br /&gt;WISHING EVERYONE GOOD HEALTH.&lt;br /&gt;WISHING EVERYONE GOOD LUCK ALWAYS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISHING MYSELF.. .. .... . .. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't you think they're so cute? Hee..&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/11458735-7397429992109078525?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7397429992109078525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7397429992109078525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7397429992109078525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7397429992109078525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-i-do-not-need-to-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R6myx2n9KlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/UFWKTn1kJrU/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-192910319703689516</id><published>2008-02-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:23:20.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today our company have lucky draw on hampers.&lt;br /&gt;And i managed to win one of them. Had difficulty to bring it home.&lt;br /&gt;So i took cab. Waste money. =x&lt;br /&gt;But still glad that i won something afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to JP to look for small sling bag for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really believed that if you buy it for the sake of buying,&lt;br /&gt;and not because you like it, it always doesn't makes you any happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-192910319703689516?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/192910319703689516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=192910319703689516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/192910319703689516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/192910319703689516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-our-company-have-lucky-draw-on.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-8334920172948595079</id><published>2008-02-03T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:52:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was busy tidying up the house. Then went to get the steamboat cum bbq thingy for cny dinner. Cost $85 and i paid for it. LOL! So i'm quite excited about the dinner because can have bbq food!.. Then afternoon went to NTUC to get some more food for the preparation. Don't know why, it seems that everyone's so happy about this coming CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i won't be working at all for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;But in fact, had to work till Tuesday. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes i feel that its so hard to organise something happily, peacefully, easily.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so tiring that i feel like giving up already. Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-8334920172948595079?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8334920172948595079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=8334920172948595079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8334920172948595079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/8334920172948595079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-busy-tidying-up-house.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3588482839470696463</id><published>2008-02-02T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:58:43.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally its SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;But my mum's has OT.&lt;br /&gt;Tong don't want to reply my msg. *haha*&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ytd went to collect my hp.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited that i finally can have it back by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Waited less than 45mins i think. Quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to JE to have korean food for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! But i think standard has drop? Or because of the chefs? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 free tickets to zoo tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Still not confirm whether going anot.&lt;br /&gt;Only birdy can make it. Sigh. How? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I go take a nap first.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that my hp's with me now!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3588482839470696463?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3588482839470696463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3588482839470696463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3588482839470696463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3588482839470696463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-its-saturday-but-my-mums-has-ot.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4208825980934496717</id><published>2008-01-29T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:43.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i was 10mins late for work. Because i missed that 334 bus. Then the bus driver's so stupid that even though the bus is so crowded, he still let people in. Imagine one busstop waste about 3mins, a few busstops could have wasted 15mins. That's why i don't understand. So i sat in front of my computer less than an hour, then headed to PSA pass office with the rest to do our pass and headed to Brani Port and onboard HYUNDAI JAPAN. Maybe because i went for the orientation before, so i was quite restless but still had some fun here and there. Then started raining heavily so played ping pong to kill time, waited quite long for the van to send us back to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R58hNWn9KiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EMqDScME71Y/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160880211285060130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R58hNWn9KiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EMqDScME71Y/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So i reached office, that stupid weird sissy say his sunglasses bag not with him, so i had to go find the person, go back to the van and take it back for him. So sissy right? *grr.. and changed the cartrigdes for the big photocopier, and then was time for meeting. So the meeting ends at 520pm though i finish my work at 5pm everyday. Slept through out on the way back home. I'm so tired today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my hp's not with me. sigh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pardon me if my mood's not good this week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chicky's upset...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160880224169962034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R58hOGn9KjI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9apBRSuoAs0/s320/IMG_0001_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4208825980934496717?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4208825980934496717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4208825980934496717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4208825980934496717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4208825980934496717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-i-was-10mins-late-for-work.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R58hNWn9KiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EMqDScME71Y/s72-c/IMG_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6053118711896805113</id><published>2008-01-28T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:48:52.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My handphone's spoilt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I queued 90mins to service it.&lt;br /&gt;And I can only take it back after Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you imagine how sad am I now?&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/11458735-6053118711896805113?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6053118711896805113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6053118711896805113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6053118711896805113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6053118711896805113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5461277709565548895</id><published>2008-01-27T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:47:54.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Now the blogger cannot upload pics. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, saturday went to Mus'art concert at VCH. Me and yanhui reached early so rot down there lo. Haha! So went in then seat in front right in the middle. Overall the concert's nice, was in love with the solo saxophone part, was like woah! If you know what i meant. Hehe! Then i drank a can of soya bean drink because i did not bring water. Then end up after concert and taking pics, my stomach cramp or should be gastric cramp. Terrible!! Ate the medicine right after i reached home. Still not fully recover yet. All my fault. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today went out with tong and brendan at town. Then they late for more than 30mins! haha.. so ate mos burger and then walk walk.. and then we headed home and brendan went VCH again. Don't know why, sundays always makes us moodless. I HATE SUNDAYS!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for CNY to come because there's long holidays! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5461277709565548895?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5461277709565548895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5461277709565548895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5461277709565548895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5461277709565548895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-6791761429949242465</id><published>2008-01-25T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:43.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. Its time for some update before i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday i went to highlight my hair. Only $45! (:&lt;br /&gt;And its done in 20mins? Very fast.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R5nkxWn9KhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/7JWHtMGLadw/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159406384667503122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R5nkxWn9KhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/7JWHtMGLadw/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i finally survived 5 days of work after much restless-ness and tiredness. Almost took a half day off today just because i'm sick of working. Hmm.. must change my attitude, if not how to survive for the rest of my life? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i planned to go buy this open toes heels at Vivo during lunch time but that stupid weird sissy ate so slow and we went back office late. Then the senior staff asked why we late? So we said there's accident and jam. Indeed it happened but we were late because he was too slow and others still have to get some stuffs so end up i did not buy it. Then just now reach home and had dinner, i decided to go JP to buy since my colleague let me her discount card. But my mum nag and nag lo, but end up we both went together. Haha! Then saw this vintage bag at the interchange there. Only $18! But i can't decide which one to have so going back there again next week. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So see my open toes heels! Nice?&lt;br /&gt;Specially bought it today so that i can wear to the concert tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Birdy.. saw my entry? touched? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159406380372535810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R5nkxGn9KgI/AAAAAAAAAp4/FZNBkfiiawo/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yup, that's all i wanna update.&lt;br /&gt;Say HI to Ms. Chicky too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159406376077568498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R5nkw2n9KfI/AAAAAAAAApw/ZwzGTQhxwGw/s320/IMG_0013_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-6791761429949242465?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6791761429949242465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=6791761429949242465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6791761429949242465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/6791761429949242465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R5nkxWn9KhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/7JWHtMGLadw/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3903698723246020489</id><published>2008-01-23T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:50:14.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;if its true that things do happen for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then what had happened to my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hurts and there's no way to make me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3903698723246020489?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3903698723246020489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3903698723246020489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3903698723246020489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3903698723246020489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-its-true-that-things-do-happen-for.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4118239118690533978</id><published>2008-01-21T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:01:48.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i was quite happy at work.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone(a director) ask me to help him do his claims,&lt;br /&gt;although i'm not his dept people.&lt;br /&gt;He's so sickening. He says i look like china.&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after work went to Taka to collect my products.&lt;br /&gt;So stupid that i board 502A when it doesn't even stop at my house here.&lt;br /&gt;Alight and change to 502. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me so tired. RESTLESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do not want to talk or have anything to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet now we got to be together for our work. Not just that work too.&lt;br /&gt;Just when i pretend not to see or hear anything, this has to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMETIMES LOVE JUST AIN'T ENOUGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a meaningful song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4118239118690533978?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4118239118690533978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4118239118690533978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4118239118690533978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4118239118690533978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-i-was-quite-happy-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-7222307581890688234</id><published>2008-01-20T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:26:11.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading I-weekly on the Kinship drama series about this couple.&lt;br /&gt;This week they will be breaking up. Feels so sad for them although its just a drama.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so stupid right? I also don't know why either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel so frustrated over little things.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel so restless that i wish i could quit my job and rest forever.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel so upset out of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened to me recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It seems that you're enjoying your life happily right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't believe it. It can be that hurting to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-7222307581890688234?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7222307581890688234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=7222307581890688234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7222307581890688234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/7222307581890688234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-reading-i-weekly-on-kinship-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-5517682300037717688</id><published>2008-01-19T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T19:27:14.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to office early morning to supervise on the people who came to do the carpet shampooing for us. My director came back too, because my boss last min have to take care of her child. So i just slack around and try to watch my CSI online, and indeed i manage to watch one episode. LOL! then cab home, head down to Taka with mum and bro. Meet up with my aunt to sign my bro as distributor. And we came home after that. Imagine, i'm in town but never even go walk walk around and came back home. Sounds so sad to me. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr go do my hair. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HERBALIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-5517682300037717688?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/5517682300037717688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=5517682300037717688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5517682300037717688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/5517682300037717688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-went-to-office-early-morning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4338069648072865978</id><published>2008-01-14T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:45.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tbT86sT1I/AAAAAAAAApo/i1bpXg4Lbm8/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155314596783607634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tbT86sT1I/AAAAAAAAApo/i1bpXg4Lbm8/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday i went to JB to attend this training under Herbalife. Our family first trip out of singapore and also first trip to JB. Was quite excited but abit turn off when the malaysian driver came and drive us in. The road his father one i think. Sometimes i hate manual cars, because i will have headaches and feel giddy easily. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZps6sTsI/AAAAAAAAAog/6XlNyB-3VCA/s1600-h/IMG_0003_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155312771422506690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZps6sTsI/AAAAAAAAAog/6XlNyB-3VCA/s320/IMG_0003_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So our first stop was at Shun Fa Ba Kut Teh for breakfast. Its quite delicious! Different from singapore one definitely. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we started cam-whoring and rot there!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZp86sTtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/OaQ91QaM7fk/s1600-h/IMG_0004_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155312775717474002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZp86sTtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/OaQ91QaM7fk/s320/IMG_0004_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;me and my bro..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZqc6sTuI/AAAAAAAAAow/rP94WCPaPT4/s1600-h/IMG_0009_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155312784307408610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZqc6sTuI/AAAAAAAAAow/rP94WCPaPT4/s320/IMG_0009_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE LOVE HERBALIFE! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a fantastic nutrition shake where you can slim down even without having much exercise and its really good for health. So if anyone really want to slim down or have better health, can look for me ya? Our whole family are using their products and believe in it because we see the results from it. Besides their shakes, still got facial and body wise. Like having a radiant face and a firm body! Seriously, you guys can look for me if you're interested. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZqs6sTvI/AAAAAAAAAo4/tRbh5nF_h-4/s1600-h/IMG_0011_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155312788602375922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZqs6sTvI/AAAAAAAAAo4/tRbh5nF_h-4/s320/IMG_0011_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;my godfather - Gary! haha..! =p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZrM6sTwI/AAAAAAAAApA/FmcV_A4baeE/s1600-h/IMG_0012_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155312797192310530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tZrM6sTwI/AAAAAAAAApA/FmcV_A4baeE/s320/IMG_0012_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Our mentor. Irene &amp;amp; Gary(above). :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155313660480737042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tadc6sTxI/AAAAAAAAApI/4pOnRvhsx8k/s320/IMG_0016_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before the start of the event...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155313664775704354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tads6sTyI/AAAAAAAAApQ/6-hLYgmbRi4/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;although not many people look nice in this pic, but the main thing its the people wearing suits in the middle. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY ARE THE MILLIONAIRE TEAM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155313673365638962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4taeM6sTzI/AAAAAAAAApY/4jWGIvzJLvU/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155313677660606274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4taec6sT0I/AAAAAAAAApg/WMFWX3o0cdE/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our dinner - claypot porridge!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then we went to JUSCO to shop awhile. Bought a t-shirt for the sake of buying. LOL! then went home. Reach after midnight. So tiring! Luckily today i took leave never go work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today went out with my mum to Orchard to buy our health products then head down to outram cancer centre to get the food from billy. Then down to Vivo to walk around. While we were leaving, my mum fell down because this fat girl (having a stall at the entrance) ran and her leg kinda kick my mum. Fuck lo! So big size.. my mum's watch spoilt and her knees now blue black. The person never even help her up and just walk away after seeing us for a moment. Stupid right? My mum went back to say her then she scare until face turn pale. No manners.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. Now i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I will have tuesday blues tmr. Alot of works to clear.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! i hate to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-4338069648072865978?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4338069648072865978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4338069648072865978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4338069648072865978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4338069648072865978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday-i-went-to-jb-to-attend-this.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R4tbT86sT1I/AAAAAAAAApo/i1bpXg4Lbm8/s72-c/IMG_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-3618034725586616948</id><published>2008-01-12T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:48:42.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went out with my mum to Bugis and had meal at the Tea Shake Hut. Then we walked around URS and CK, didn't have any bag that i would love to have. Supposely we planned to go bugis village to walked around but end up the sky turn dark so we went home. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the way back, my stomach pain. VERY PAIN. But i still go JE popular to see some stationery. Felt so terrible on the bus and finally reach my house there, walk as fast as i could to my house toilet. Shit badly man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Tmr i going JB.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. hope its a fun and happy trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-3618034725586616948?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/3618034725586616948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=3618034725586616948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3618034725586616948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/3618034725586616948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-went-out-with-my-mum-to-bugis-and.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-1672661025385972860</id><published>2008-01-11T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T07:59:54.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As early as 6.40am, i was pissed off by the bus driver. I board the bus and tap my card, the first time it did not go through. So i was polite enough to tap again and walk to the seats. Then the driver said: "Auntie.. your card never tap through, tap again!" The whole bus heard what he called me. I was fucking pissed off. His irritating voice and his impolite attitude in the early morning. What's more. He called me auntie. Does he have eyes to see? He could have a daughter of my age if he's fortunate enough. He can say excuse me or something? I really wanted to just walk to him and said right into his face that &lt;strong&gt;i'm not a auntie&lt;/strong&gt;. Pls look carefully. But thinking i would take that same bus everyday, i decided not to. I carry on listening to my songs and blog it down here to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. spoilt my beautiful friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The other day i had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;It was so real .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know when it'll heal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm living with the pain everyday.&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/11458735-1672661025385972860?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1672661025385972860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=1672661025385972860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1672661025385972860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/1672661025385972860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-early-as-6.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-2097480876271417161</id><published>2008-01-07T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:15:05.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sad that it ended too early.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;So many plans i had in mind. Many moments along the journey.&lt;br /&gt;But all are gone. I'm really upset.&lt;br /&gt;Though said many times.&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts. And it has never lessen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if only.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11458735-2097480876271417161?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2097480876271417161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=2097480876271417161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2097480876271417161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/2097480876271417161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-cant-believe-that-one-can-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11458735.post-4232226685346950323</id><published>2008-01-05T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:59:48.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey! I'm back at home from chalet. Its only a night though. Hahaa! Actually my aunt planned to drive us to the chalet at NSRCC. Its at Changi, very far and isolated! So we took cab there and waited at the main lobby. We were bored so went to take this pic at the entrance, then it started raining heavily suddenly. So stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151982449486220770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-Evc6sTeI/AAAAAAAAAms/E3PnFHCGsS4/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So they reached around 2plus and we went to check in! Nice and comfortable. But the bbq pit has no shelter. So we went to swim at their pool then me and my cousin found the JACUZZI! Haha. We were like so excited.. then we swim about an hour and went back to wash up. The bbq food came and the delivery man like so attitude type. They said the only food not acceptable - the seafoods. Not really fresh. Actually wanted to test out this bbq whole sale, might be getting it for my chalet. But now, have to source for others or maybe getting the sea foods myself on that day. Still a long way to go..! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were bored and started cam-whoring! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-FWM6sTiI/AAAAAAAAAnM/EPoWQNyIFtM/s1600-h/IMG_0052_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151983115206151714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-FWM6sTiI/AAAAAAAAAnM/EPoWQNyIFtM/s320/IMG_0052_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my cute little cousin - tiffany! (=&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151988436670631554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-KL86sToI/AAAAAAAAAn8/gYPKu6fuQeM/s320/IMG_0045_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my lovely mummy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151982479550991874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-ExM6sTgI/AAAAAAAAAm8/A_krY_7buV4/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my shy handsome cousin! :)&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151982492435893778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-Ex86sThI/AAAAAAAAAnE/j9nGI_YD8n0/s320/IMG_0051_1.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my act cute bro! *haha*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally it was dinner time. I only ate 2 chicken wings, 2 hotdogs, 2 crabmeat and some bee hoon. So little right? LOL! Then slack around, watch tv and the channel 8 dramas. and its time to sing birthday song and eat cake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151983132386020930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-FXM6sTkI/AAAAAAAAAnc/4reO9TMdKYw/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this cake's so beautiful! :D&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151983136680988242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-FXc6sTlI/AAAAAAAAAnk/wSWK-FImKZA/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CHICKY family! ^^&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151983596242488946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-FyM6sTnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/WU_KLyXucJA/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our aunt - the one who take good care of us when we're young.&lt;br /&gt;She helped us dig the ears too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151983140975955554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-FXs6sTmI/AAAAAAAAAns/TbetZ3kAq6s/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my mummy! my everything! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151982406536547794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-Es86sTdI/AAAAAAAAAmk/12dzlfhaweY/s320/IMG_0010_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lastly, say HI to Ms. Chicky!&lt;br /&gt;Heeeheee..&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/11458735-4232226685346950323?l=dearestsilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/feeds/4232226685346950323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11458735&amp;postID=4232226685346950323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4232226685346950323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11458735/posts/default/4232226685346950323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearestsilly.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-im-back-at-home-from-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>the lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12009432533613843710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/SKVqJlf4LiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ehmcKSHv_Qw/S220/IMG_0999-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9gwh2nsFvA/R3-Evc6sTeI/AAAAAAAAAms/E3PnFHCGsS4/s72-c/IMG_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
