<?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-8077977149569398616</id><updated>2012-02-13T08:21:08.553+08:00</updated><category term='disappointment'/><category term='emo ride'/><category term='havoc'/><category term='moments'/><category term='daily'/><category term='office'/><category term='Farewell'/><category term='unexpected'/><category term='tired'/><category term='D&apos;n&apos;D'/><category term='nice surprise'/><category term='family'/><category term='pain'/><category term='club'/><category term='history freak'/><category term='ji siao'/><category term='fun'/><category term='my darling'/><category term='mini achievement'/><category term='angry'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Lala_Land</title><subtitle type='html'>seeking tranquility on a little island within a tiny space where inner emotions never surface</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>326</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7011157509700799906</id><published>2011-09-10T15:19:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T16:23:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No timely updates. The same excuses... Tired... Busy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18LIilmNihQ/TmsZaA_nz0I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/j9Tdn_OufxA/s1600/IMG_4277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650638092200562498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18LIilmNihQ/TmsZaA_nz0I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/j9Tdn_OufxA/s400/IMG_4277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The monthly outing. SO nice of them to count me in. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUG7y_9Sthg/TmsZJtssGHI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/bNy2Si9lHg0/s1600/IMG_4278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650637812142970994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUG7y_9Sthg/TmsZJtssGHI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/bNy2Si9lHg0/s400/IMG_4278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1K11A63PLU/TmsZAEYcopI/AAAAAAAAC3I/rQ7P9Q8cJ8k/s1600/IMG_4279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650637646433395346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1K11A63PLU/TmsZAEYcopI/AAAAAAAAC3I/rQ7P9Q8cJ8k/s400/IMG_4279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcRc8t4aNI8/TmsYAj-CUAI/AAAAAAAAC3A/CBx8dmRZ4tA/s1600/IMG_4280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650636555400925186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcRc8t4aNI8/TmsYAj-CUAI/AAAAAAAAC3A/CBx8dmRZ4tA/s400/IMG_4280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXfq80DW-Ro/TmsX3har9PI/AAAAAAAAC24/ne48PYh1sy4/s1600/IMG_4281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650636400096965874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXfq80DW-Ro/TmsX3har9PI/AAAAAAAAC24/ne48PYh1sy4/s400/IMG_4281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TT0TfwPS9uo/TmsXtCRFQII/AAAAAAAAC2w/sD2U674Lei0/s1600/IMG_4285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650636219936489602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TT0TfwPS9uo/TmsXtCRFQII/AAAAAAAAC2w/sD2U674Lei0/s400/IMG_4285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not everyone stayed throughout. I got drenched here though. Would be fun if I stayed throughout. Too big a group to enjoy. Would like to make a 2nd trip. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcag3ps6kT4/TmsXRvwjyDI/AAAAAAAAC2o/lESMzg_qMiY/s1600/IMG_4286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650635751111772210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcag3ps6kT4/TmsXRvwjyDI/AAAAAAAAC2o/lESMzg_qMiY/s400/IMG_4286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1st family trip - Australia, Tasmania, Hobart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not as bad as I thought but it could be a totally different ball game without kids right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NO2S2PPBWBg/TmsWgfIfsVI/AAAAAAAAC2g/zuhbF7YjePQ/s1600/IMG_4349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650634904835174738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NO2S2PPBWBg/TmsWgfIfsVI/AAAAAAAAC2g/zuhbF7YjePQ/s400/IMG_4349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BEST fish &amp;amp; chips!!! Feeling so hungry from brunch. Will be nice to have a set now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QvYNZ9NrBV8/TmsWTTvmtVI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/GZKXSOE0Gus/s1600/IMG_4379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650634678439687506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QvYNZ9NrBV8/TmsWTTvmtVI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/GZKXSOE0Gus/s400/IMG_4379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1L3e76q_A6A/TmsVxV8_lBI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/fxlxbi7k6MI/s1600/IMG_4388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650634094917162002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1L3e76q_A6A/TmsVxV8_lBI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/fxlxbi7k6MI/s400/IMG_4388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ Mount Wellington. Unexpected snow. Darl is okay with the coldness. The girls love it! My fingers turned numb and painful. Hid in the car before the usual headache kicked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KA7WZkPB70M/TmsVp2sTiNI/AAAAAAAAC2I/T9-w6SCrqSQ/s1600/IMG_4389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650633966266583250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KA7WZkPB70M/TmsVp2sTiNI/AAAAAAAAC2I/T9-w6SCrqSQ/s400/IMG_4389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6mlC0WHdiU/TmsVhZVaBLI/AAAAAAAAC2A/DdQTiYp2_c8/s1600/IMG_4390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650633820946957490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6mlC0WHdiU/TmsVhZVaBLI/AAAAAAAAC2A/DdQTiYp2_c8/s400/IMG_4390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UlYugBrnZvM/TmsTf2TKMdI/AAAAAAAAC14/3f-j0bPH2Tg/s1600/IMG_4391.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650631595339166162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UlYugBrnZvM/TmsTf2TKMdI/AAAAAAAAC14/3f-j0bPH2Tg/s400/IMG_4391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHV1qtRb-qM/TmsTZeAlRgI/AAAAAAAAC1w/F5E-5UD9MtU/s1600/IMG_4395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650631485739582978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHV1qtRb-qM/TmsTZeAlRgI/AAAAAAAAC1w/F5E-5UD9MtU/s400/IMG_4395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZO0doK6uAo/TmsTOaszm5I/AAAAAAAAC1o/_visiM5T6cs/s1600/IMG_4397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650631295872768914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZO0doK6uAo/TmsTOaszm5I/AAAAAAAAC1o/_visiM5T6cs/s400/IMG_4397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKgDgDl4ENE/TmsTEiIo9nI/AAAAAAAAC1g/GYO4MZ1YrEE/s1600/IMG_4399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650631126069868146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKgDgDl4ENE/TmsTEiIo9nI/AAAAAAAAC1g/GYO4MZ1YrEE/s400/IMG_4399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EZMH3-teheQ/TmsSX6dj8II/AAAAAAAAC1Y/cFqH2qES-Ls/s1600/IMG_4407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650630359505956994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EZMH3-teheQ/TmsSX6dj8II/AAAAAAAAC1Y/cFqH2qES-Ls/s400/IMG_4407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLJOhFFRnQI/TmsSRV-B2dI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/3t01BEkYuPY/s1600/IMG_4411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650630246630808018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLJOhFFRnQI/TmsSRV-B2dI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/3t01BEkYuPY/s400/IMG_4411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h9ZxAT-ZRfE/TmsRzf7B2uI/AAAAAAAAC1I/rYcp93KQAgQ/s1600/IMG_4419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650629733906504418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h9ZxAT-ZRfE/TmsRzf7B2uI/AAAAAAAAC1I/rYcp93KQAgQ/s400/IMG_4419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pretty one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fT2N5Wl-PNo/TmsRmQepFuI/AAAAAAAAC1A/XNEKwBOCj8I/s1600/IMG_4421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650629506422609634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fT2N5Wl-PNo/TmsRmQepFuI/AAAAAAAAC1A/XNEKwBOCj8I/s400/IMG_4421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hQ-JKdZRF4/TmsRZ1ENfbI/AAAAAAAAC04/2mxdmsSX4LU/s1600/IMG_4424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650629292905561522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hQ-JKdZRF4/TmsRZ1ENfbI/AAAAAAAAC04/2mxdmsSX4LU/s400/IMG_4424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Warm, cosy, cuddly and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSUkLWei1Ug/TmsQxdGBKKI/AAAAAAAAC0w/pif3LHwUY60/s1600/IMG_4426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650628599275923618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSUkLWei1Ug/TmsQxdGBKKI/AAAAAAAAC0w/pif3LHwUY60/s400/IMG_4426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family shot is probably the most tiring thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRmtIaSFJzo/TmsQnbOC0UI/AAAAAAAAC0o/hA6p2_kz3HY/s1600/IMG_4427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650628426974024002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRmtIaSFJzo/TmsQnbOC0UI/AAAAAAAAC0o/hA6p2_kz3HY/s400/IMG_4427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are in negative mode, everything is sooooooooooooo negative. Not everyone is gracious or able to let go of everything. I need a space and an outlet. Not everyone can be the listening ear, not even the one closest to you. Evil and negative thoughts are never meant to be shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting a 2nd and private space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-7011157509700799906?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7011157509700799906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7011157509700799906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7011157509700799906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7011157509700799906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-timely-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18LIilmNihQ/TmsZaA_nz0I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/j9Tdn_OufxA/s72-c/IMG_4277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-8225213260433411822</id><published>2011-07-18T13:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T13:36:06.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Planned to start the Sunday on a nice note with a nice and highly anticipated brunch with the kids at Dempsey but accidents do happen yah. The irresistably cute, chubby and yet, super cheeky Belle fell from her mattress. Floor intact but huge swelling on her forehead. Both Darl and I had a good fight with her to pin her down so that we can apply hot pressure to her swelling. In the end, the day was started with her fall and we rushed her to see sinseh. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had a quick and unsatisfying lunch @ Central Waraku cause both kids were uncooperative. As usual, Val rejected food. I would have rejected the same pasta if I wasn't that hungry. Pasta was really badly done. Eew~ Belle was her usual mischevious, 'climbing' all over the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went home after lunch. Val was so tired that she fell asleep in the car immediately but Belle was still super hyper. Belle is quite a handful when she doesn't listen to instructions. Spanked her twice on her thigh and that shut her up. Keke. Fell asleep after that. Naughty chubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With the girls sleeping, I went to doll myself up. Morning plan was spoilt but we decided to go ahead with the afternoon plan - to go church. To make myself feel better, I put on make-up, apply eyeliner and mascara, wore my new maxi dress with my new wedges. Think the wedges a little too big and they bite. Gonna conqure it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Church was finally good without the kids distracting us. Had dinner at Cedele and that gave me a little stomach upset. Barely an hour after dinner, we went for burger at Rock &amp;amp; Ash. Totally terrible homemade burger. :(&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqFm7tf3yEA/TiPC7-ia02I/AAAAAAAAC0g/VVjupTkwkuk/s1600/Larry_Crowne_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630558294798685026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqFm7tf3yEA/TiPC7-ia02I/AAAAAAAAC0g/VVjupTkwkuk/s400/Larry_Crowne_Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day did end well with the movie though. Just wanted to catch a movie and this was the only available show. Light-hearted show. Nothing fascinating but nothing can go wrong with Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts too. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love the part 'This is glass and I can see through glass'. Totally ticklish for me. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-8225213260433411822?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8225213260433411822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=8225213260433411822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8225213260433411822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8225213260433411822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/07/planned-to-start-sunday-on-nice-note.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqFm7tf3yEA/TiPC7-ia02I/AAAAAAAAC0g/VVjupTkwkuk/s72-c/Larry_Crowne_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5100591072758406466</id><published>2011-07-16T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T00:37:10.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnGYIJy5xs0/TiBpmCh1pMI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/lzNefS1pS08/s1600/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629615636447864002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnGYIJy5xs0/TiBpmCh1pMI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/lzNefS1pS08/s400/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When was the last time I caught a movie with my dad? Can't remember but must had been a few years. Since his company gave him a pair of tickets and mum and bro couldn't make it, I accompanied him to his company's family day treat. Of course, Dad managed to get another ticket for Darl. I knew Dad would like to bring both of us along and introduce us to his colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kg1P-3pnoYk/TiBpAkMD4pI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/HEfzbgYFdyQ/s1600/636px-Flickr_-_nicogenin_-_Transformers_2%25252C_Megan_Fox_%25255E_Shia_Labeouf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629614992648299154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kg1P-3pnoYk/TiBpAkMD4pI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/HEfzbgYFdyQ/s400/636px-Flickr_-_nicogenin_-_Transformers_2%25252C_Megan_Fox_%25255E_Shia_Labeouf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is getting cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_p7eAVqOI2Y/TiBoV5lWCJI/AAAAAAAAC0I/cDrxGC89U8U/s1600/412px-Josh_Duhamel_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629614259657115794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_p7eAVqOI2Y/TiBoV5lWCJI/AAAAAAAAC0I/cDrxGC89U8U/s400/412px-Josh_Duhamel_2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is charismatic and hot without all the facial hair.&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/8077977149569398616-5100591072758406466?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5100591072758406466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5100591072758406466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5100591072758406466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5100591072758406466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-was-last-time-i-caught-movie-with.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnGYIJy5xs0/TiBpmCh1pMI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/lzNefS1pS08/s72-c/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1684069915667198212</id><published>2011-07-07T17:27:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T00:11:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;29 June - 4 July 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our 3rd trip to HK which coincides with our 3rd anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Think our 1st trip was back in 2007. Didn't know much places in HK. Just walked around aimlessly and blindly. Shopping was cheap but didn't buy much stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2nd trip was in 2009 and we stayed with Darl's aunt. With her bringing us around, we ate all the yummy food and bought cheap stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time round, we stayed with his aunt again. :) Didn't buy super many items cause we bought more 'atas' stuff this time round. Hahahaa. We had a specific shopping list and I think we fulfilled most of it. I still think we gotten a lot good buys cause they were on sale and the exchange rate was in our favour. Hmm... Seriously, am not sure if it would had been cheaper if we bought them at the outlet stores. But never mind lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-_xk2ViAxk/TiBR-HjF0_I/AAAAAAAAC0A/lffBry0IAWo/s1600/Picture%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629589661833090034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-_xk2ViAxk/TiBR-HjF0_I/AAAAAAAAC0A/lffBry0IAWo/s400/Picture%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 June 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Touched down at HK airport at 8ish pm. Hungry!!! No food, no entertainment on Tiger. Suxz! But what to do? Cheap fares. Keke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The yummy wantan mee!!! OMG!!! I am missing the wantan mee! I just want to eat it again and again and again. Seriously, our wantan mee is eew~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nq29eU55tWQ/TiBR04TZB9I/AAAAAAAACz4/IA3NZCp6YoI/s1600/Picture%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629589503121885138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nq29eU55tWQ/TiBR04TZB9I/AAAAAAAACz4/IA3NZCp6YoI/s400/Picture%2B002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;30 June 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the view outside his aunt's place. I love HK for no reason. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aunt went to work so we lazed around and took our own sweet time to prepare before we did a little shopping and met her for lunch at Tai Koo. I think it is CityPlaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9l9WhclX5A/TiBRsxotnQI/AAAAAAAACzw/mgrX-MhwGHA/s1600/Picture%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629589363893312770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9l9WhclX5A/TiBRsxotnQI/AAAAAAAACzw/mgrX-MhwGHA/s400/Picture%2B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Full house at our favourite restaurant and we settled for this. Hmm... Compared to SG's standard, I think it is not bad but not a place I would want to go back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tlxmMFjs1W4/TiBRiKLzRwI/AAAAAAAACzo/ToYVJMpZ4nQ/s1600/Picture%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629589181504374530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tlxmMFjs1W4/TiBRiKLzRwI/AAAAAAAACzo/ToYVJMpZ4nQ/s400/Picture%2B004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We shopped at CityPlaza till aunt finished her work. Dinner was at this Jap restaurant at SOGO. Lost when it comes to ordering of food and especially when I am totally unfamiliar with the menu. Always rely on the man and his aunt. They make awesome choices. Yummy sashimi!!! Drool sia. No food pictures cause I always go for the food first. Wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GDi9R10DUU/TiBRY0jHMKI/AAAAAAAACzg/ymzLiCHkG84/s1600/Picture%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629589021077745826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GDi9R10DUU/TiBRY0jHMKI/AAAAAAAACzg/ymzLiCHkG84/s400/Picture%2B015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Made great plans to go tons of places to shop but CityPlaza alone consumed us. Keke. Bought stuff from Kingkow (for the 2 girls), Espirit and Uniqlo (for the man), H&amp;amp;M, Mango and KooKai (for myself). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seems like all these brands are mostly available in SG but they are cheaper in HK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKYL927tYqU/TiBRPj75FvI/AAAAAAAACzY/gXB0SmV8_tg/s1600/Picture%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629588861999453938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKYL927tYqU/TiBRPj75FvI/AAAAAAAACzY/gXB0SmV8_tg/s400/Picture%2B005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ended Day 1 shopping with this box of yummy and expensive chocoloates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfV7HA35y5M/TiBRGPGtTsI/AAAAAAAACzQ/ZciY6M9MJPI/s1600/Picture%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629588701788851906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfV7HA35y5M/TiBRGPGtTsI/AAAAAAAACzQ/ZciY6M9MJPI/s400/Picture%2B007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1 July 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to ShenZhen with aunt and Aunty Tina (super duper nice lady). I like her for being so soft and accomodating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Though it was HK PH with tons of ppl making their way to SZ, the trip wasn't bad nor crowded. A thousand times better than us going JB. Smooth and comfortable trip. No jam. No sun. No Rain. All in the comfort of aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Our favourite and must-eat restaurant at SZ. The nicest Peking duck, soya bean milk and fried dough!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN5KoUVwp7k/TiBQ7KzKt-I/AAAAAAAACzI/vgahU5PSjl4/s1600/Picture%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629588511654590434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN5KoUVwp7k/TiBQ7KzKt-I/AAAAAAAACzI/vgahU5PSjl4/s400/Picture%2B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we had 2 of these in 1 day. Eaten at lunch with Aunty Tina and dinner with Uncle Peter and Aunty Elina. FULL ttm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFs_79hQz2s/TiBQyktW0SI/AAAAAAAACzA/fQCFwEuGcsQ/s1600/Picture%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629588363990716706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFs_79hQz2s/TiBQyktW0SI/AAAAAAAACzA/fQCFwEuGcsQ/s400/Picture%2B017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We bought lots of tshirts and watches the last trip to SZ. Outgrew those and we concentrated on our shopping list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st item - HUGE luggage at RMB280!!! Good buy, best buy, must buy! Wheels are working and zip is working fine too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On top of my belts, iphone casings and ipad accessories (we don't have an ipad), Darl managed to get a new pair of shades. Should be a good buy. Going to authenticate it though. I managed to get a pair of boots for Aussie at RMB50!!! It was so difficult buying the boots that I even wanted to plastic surgery my feet so that they can fit into the limited designs and sizes. I am blessed! :) Not forgetting my new pair of glasses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8XRSl93UxJ4/TiBQpHqljVI/AAAAAAAACy4/54qCgcL-VY8/s1600/Picture%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629588201575648594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8XRSl93UxJ4/TiBQpHqljVI/AAAAAAAACy4/54qCgcL-VY8/s400/Picture%2B009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new glasses! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nH_Ep7vBLeI/TiBQX-cyTqI/AAAAAAAACyw/l-Nok67OxjI/s1600/Picture%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629587907044069026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nH_Ep7vBLeI/TiBQX-cyTqI/AAAAAAAACyw/l-Nok67OxjI/s400/Picture%2B013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;2 July 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kickstarted the day with the super worthwhile lunch Sushi Shota. Hmm... Totally forgot where the lunch venue is but not far from Times Square. The food recommended by Aunt NEVER goes wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4e5n1fJYIHo/TiBQP5rl_fI/AAAAAAAACyo/_7GSl0XNTDo/s1600/IMG_4259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629587768325045746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4e5n1fJYIHo/TiBQP5rl_fI/AAAAAAAACyo/_7GSl0XNTDo/s400/IMG_4259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shopping Spree at Times Square when we saw the exhibit for Harry Potter. They did up the train, platform and the shops (as in the shops where Potter and rest go buy their wands and owls and whatever). Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCDCDK6px8/TiBQEU794qI/AAAAAAAACyg/RHDOxusfuxw/s1600/IMG_4260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629587569483047586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCDCDK6px8/TiBQEU794qI/AAAAAAAACyg/RHDOxusfuxw/s400/IMG_4260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9ha_pPz5HM/TiBP3i-HWmI/AAAAAAAACyY/MHUiKy0NHVg/s1600/IMG_4269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629587349911853666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9ha_pPz5HM/TiBP3i-HWmI/AAAAAAAACyY/MHUiKy0NHVg/s400/IMG_4269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been to HK 3 times but the only thing we ever did is shopping. Thought we should do some touristy thing and I suggested going to see the laser show. Ge waste of time. Maybe I was expecting too much out of it. Ge con tourists loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esm0Oy3-Q5Y/TiBPUoFETrI/AAAAAAAACyQ/fTz9Ln4x-ko/s1600/IMG_4270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586749987770034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esm0Oy3-Q5Y/TiBPUoFETrI/AAAAAAAACyQ/fTz9Ln4x-ko/s400/IMG_4270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcZ_fm43__g/TiBPKY5LPWI/AAAAAAAACyI/0f-EtPEycAs/s1600/IMG_4271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586574112669026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcZ_fm43__g/TiBPKY5LPWI/AAAAAAAACyI/0f-EtPEycAs/s400/IMG_4271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GCkvIkTC3nc/TiBO_LLyazI/AAAAAAAACyA/ibuYfQz-GH8/s1600/Picture%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586381454076722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GCkvIkTC3nc/TiBO_LLyazI/AAAAAAAACyA/ibuYfQz-GH8/s400/Picture%2B014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got bored of the show after 5 minutes and we left for dinner at CityHarbour. On tip of the usual suspects, we had the company of Uncle Gordon and Darl's colleague, Goh. Awesome roast pigeon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-327e_Z4kwEY/TiBO2G7DknI/AAAAAAAACx4/oEcQ3B3Iouw/s1600/Picture%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586225691333234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-327e_Z4kwEY/TiBO2G7DknI/AAAAAAAACx4/oEcQ3B3Iouw/s400/Picture%2B018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Counting the loot for the day, Darl bagged 2 shoes and 2 jeans while I got myself an AX dress and some basics from Zara. Nothing much for the kids except a pair of shorts and a shirt for my cousin's sonny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1YvQlhIXvE/TiBOtmvG6-I/AAAAAAAACxw/AiPYk9M2g-o/s1600/Picture%2B019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629586079612333026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1YvQlhIXvE/TiBOtmvG6-I/AAAAAAAACxw/AiPYk9M2g-o/s400/Picture%2B019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;3 July 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked a super duper far distance for breakfast at this Japanese bakery. Totally worth the sweat! Heavenly bread! 2 slices of bread selling at HKD19! I would pay for this bread everyday loh. I so want one more slice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1goX0MzXdI/TiBOhzQ-rBI/AAAAAAAACxo/zQ1OZyiBfpk/s1600/IMG_0670%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629585876817194002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1goX0MzXdI/TiBOhzQ-rBI/AAAAAAAACxo/zQ1OZyiBfpk/s400/IMG_0670%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we proceed on to our favourite H&amp;amp;M outlet at Central. Keke. I totally enjoy shopping here. I stepped into their store, grabbed a shopping and proceed to fill up the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, the day ended with mostly my items. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;High tea with Darl, aunt, Goh and Aunty Sarah before I meet up with a few of my HK colleagues for dinner and drinks. All thanks to Aaron and Bonnie for their kind hospitality. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Drinks at Cocky Bar at The One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzMZVBc8X6k/TiBOGWtA8PI/AAAAAAAACxg/mAYicavlIKc/s1600/Picture%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629585405293687026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzMZVBc8X6k/TiBOGWtA8PI/AAAAAAAACxg/mAYicavlIKc/s400/Picture%2B022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK8CN5_iRMY/TiBN_BAi4UI/AAAAAAAACxY/73xMI9c79J0/s1600/Picture%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629585279210938690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK8CN5_iRMY/TiBN_BAi4UI/AAAAAAAACxY/73xMI9c79J0/s400/Picture%2B023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How can one not &amp;lt;3 HK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9yDIa4Hx2U/TiBN1bp5ofI/AAAAAAAACxQ/yE8qK9saK7g/s1600/Picture%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629585114565026290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9yDIa4Hx2U/TiBN1bp5ofI/AAAAAAAACxQ/yE8qK9saK7g/s400/Picture%2B024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pEQLQwvWLE0/TiBNuDQepcI/AAAAAAAACxI/c36wXsHntHs/s1600/Picture%2B025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629584987756864962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pEQLQwvWLE0/TiBNuDQepcI/AAAAAAAACxI/c36wXsHntHs/s400/Picture%2B025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNizFqrHJbg/TiBLTrXd1II/AAAAAAAACxA/b3fT8ytJEaU/s1600/267445_10150367014911632_627986631_10469708_7680098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629582335643866242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNizFqrHJbg/TiBLTrXd1II/AAAAAAAACxA/b3fT8ytJEaU/s400/267445_10150367014911632_627986631_10469708_7680098_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice company. I wasn't loud, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 July 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't reallt have plans for the last day except to buy some snacks back to SG. After several invitations from my kind colleagues, I kindly accepted their lunch invitation. Nice lunch, nice people. A pity I didn't manage to bump into Yuen at lunch. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended the trip in HK with 2 pairs of wedges at Pedder Red. I think it is an impulse buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAwHnPKUTZc/ThV8WVKvZAI/AAAAAAAACwo/KIxt0qrkdYk/s1600/IMG_0672%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626540032550462466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAwHnPKUTZc/ThV8WVKvZAI/AAAAAAAACwo/KIxt0qrkdYk/s400/IMG_0672%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Totally enjoyed this trip!. Met lots of people! Good food, good shopping, great people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We really should come back again in a different season. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-1684069915667198212?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1684069915667198212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1684069915667198212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1684069915667198212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1684069915667198212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/07/29-june-4-july-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-_xk2ViAxk/TiBR-HjF0_I/AAAAAAAAC0A/lffBry0IAWo/s72-c/Picture%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-759840588753756373</id><published>2011-06-13T12:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:27:31.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wish I have more time and more energy to blog. I do have time when the girls are sleeping but I will be so tired that I just want to nua. Nua on the sofa, staring blank at the TV. Also, FB is a form of update too but guess I should still blog cause it helps to retain memories. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJw7MXZh4is/TfWXmd75_2I/AAAAAAAACwg/JW23teAURcM/s1600/On_Stranger_Tides_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617562797341278050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJw7MXZh4is/TfWXmd75_2I/AAAAAAAACwg/JW23teAURcM/s400/On_Stranger_Tides_Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favourite actor. I love his look in the show, so memerising. No ratings to be given to the show cause I caught the show because of him. I am not objective in such cases cause as long as it cast my favourite actor, it will be a NICE movie even if it is not. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e7IHuO080_0/TfWXhgYYrzI/AAAAAAAACwY/4lzG19-hLw4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617562712098254642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e7IHuO080_0/TfWXhgYYrzI/AAAAAAAACwY/4lzG19-hLw4/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught this @ IMAX. Cool! Almost as what I expected from Science Centre Omnitheatre. I can still rememer my 'beaver' movie @ Omni donkey years ago. It was so 3D, so real that I could almost touch the beavers and I seriously thought I was there at that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IMAX is pretty good too. Huge screen. Solid 3D. No giddiness from the normal 3D. No protuding subtitles. Only thing is to sit as far away from the screen as possible. Otherwise, if the characters actually come too close, you end up 'cock-eye'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-759840588753756373?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/759840588753756373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=759840588753756373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/759840588753756373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/759840588753756373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wish-i-have-more-time-and-more-energy.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJw7MXZh4is/TfWXmd75_2I/AAAAAAAACwg/JW23teAURcM/s72-c/On_Stranger_Tides_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5706120827059831759</id><published>2011-05-22T00:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T01:07:25.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocswaZSnKCA/Tdfsd3M1D9I/AAAAAAAACv8/As6dnw8ggOw/s1600/oh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609211858691362770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocswaZSnKCA/Tdfsd3M1D9I/AAAAAAAACv8/As6dnw8ggOw/s400/oh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other than 'Happy Together', been watching 'Oh! My School' too. Even more hilarous and entertaining. These 2 variety shows are my weekly doses of stress relief. A MUST watch for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agyI7eXqH4Q/TdfsZDqCvNI/AAAAAAAACv0/GvkQaZ0nd9s/s1600/yoseop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609211776135773394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agyI7eXqH4Q/TdfsZDqCvNI/AAAAAAAACv0/GvkQaZ0nd9s/s400/yoseop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I fell in love with Yoseob at first sight but well, never trust love at first sight. He is cute. Can dance. Nice to look at but not someone whom I will go crazy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8oc2iEKZoGU/TdfsT66pZ1I/AAAAAAAACvs/6Yez6EEpRIY/s1600/joonkwang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609211687890151250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8oc2iEKZoGU/TdfsT66pZ1I/AAAAAAAACvs/6Yez6EEpRIY/s400/joonkwang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lee Joon and Gikwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lee Joon is cute. I love his idiotic moments. Totally lame and blur and captivating for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gikwang is good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys are amazingly young lah. Where are the older and yet, good looking guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkLEZ89WDSc/TdfsJvQxQnI/AAAAAAAACvk/dBas3-DfZcw/s1600/12564937-.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609211512963023474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkLEZ89WDSc/TdfsJvQxQnI/AAAAAAAACvk/dBas3-DfZcw/s400/12564937-.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gikwang and Simon D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Simon D reminds me of a HK actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyY1useE2XM/TdfsFG4CAmI/AAAAAAAACvc/r7WaEDRC7FE/s1600/min.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609211433402368610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyY1useE2XM/TdfsFG4CAmI/AAAAAAAACvc/r7WaEDRC7FE/s400/min.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like Min too. Natural. Cute. Good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8077977149569398616-5706120827059831759?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5706120827059831759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5706120827059831759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5706120827059831759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5706120827059831759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/05/other-than-happy-together-been-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocswaZSnKCA/Tdfsd3M1D9I/AAAAAAAACv8/As6dnw8ggOw/s72-c/oh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7219198327379734232</id><published>2011-05-21T23:13:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:53:10.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Blog is stagnant. Lazy. No time. And no happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Caught a few movies though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyGrGjGBr_E/TdfXauPV2NI/AAAAAAAACvM/INlSp4Gdktg/s1600/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609188715002190034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyGrGjGBr_E/TdfXauPV2NI/AAAAAAAACvM/INlSp4Gdktg/s400/rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like 'Rio'. Watched 3D at Cine Cathay. One of the very few times whereby I am spared from headaches or rather discomfort when watching 3D movies. Finally I have a good sense of what a 3D movie is all about except super protuding subtitles at GV. GV suxz at 3D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nice animated movie with a big meaning. Love, family, friends. That is what life should be about. But it only happens in movies. Love can never conquer or overcome everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyMLw7ieLd4/TdfXVob12UI/AAAAAAAACvE/vnuLEnArUhQ/s1600/thor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609188627544660290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyMLw7ieLd4/TdfXVob12UI/AAAAAAAACvE/vnuLEnArUhQ/s400/thor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of those mythological movie. Not too bad though I feel some scenes can be better explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vqLDmyVPirk/TdfXQvUqoOI/AAAAAAAACu8/j6C1PeiT67s/s1600/chris%2Bthor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609188543494267106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vqLDmyVPirk/TdfXQvUqoOI/AAAAAAAACu8/j6C1PeiT67s/s400/chris%2Bthor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the rare times I actually like an ang moh actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFcmaKKE9wo/TdfXNF2PwOI/AAAAAAAACu0/ZNLPlSvQoBg/s1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609188480821215458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFcmaKKE9wo/TdfXNF2PwOI/AAAAAAAACu0/ZNLPlSvQoBg/s400/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I prefer him to have short hair and more lean though. I can't take muscular guys. They are a turn-off for me. Eew. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oS3585-Cips/TdfXJXuM6wI/AAAAAAAACus/I6U48iSwA80/s1600/ff5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609188416899836674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oS3585-Cips/TdfXJXuM6wI/AAAAAAAACus/I6U48iSwA80/s400/ff5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The typical ff movie. Fast cars, cool characters, charming guys and hot girls. Yup. Everyone is charming, maybe except The Rock. I dislike guys with moustache too. Haha. I like clean, lean guys. :D Even the patrol policewoman is so hot lah. Where to find such a chio policewoman? &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZp-GwJnehg/TdfXFUi_sNI/AAAAAAAACuk/zQcmU_YsldU/s1600/Vin_Diesel_Fast_and_Furious_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609188347328049362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZp-GwJnehg/TdfXFUi_sNI/AAAAAAAACuk/zQcmU_YsldU/s400/Vin_Diesel_Fast_and_Furious_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must be getting old. Changing tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find him charismatic and exceptionally cute when he smiles though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must stick to my original guidelines for guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-7219198327379734232?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7219198327379734232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7219198327379734232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7219198327379734232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7219198327379734232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyGrGjGBr_E/TdfXauPV2NI/AAAAAAAACvM/INlSp4Gdktg/s72-c/rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-749501615127994225</id><published>2011-04-08T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:54:47.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMbxsiVqqdY/TZ8qofD-atI/AAAAAAAACuU/p-JWwbbgD-Q/s1600/IMG_4035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593236137238751954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMbxsiVqqdY/TZ8qofD-atI/AAAAAAAACuU/p-JWwbbgD-Q/s400/IMG_4035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Darl was away when Belle turned 1. Being the nua me, I was lazy to celebrate her birthday. Keke. In the end, I had the celebration a week earlier by inviting immediate family with a few family friends over to our cave for a simple dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Same cake, same balloons as Valerie. No difference except that I didn't invite my friends over, except for Jessica's family and Darl's friends were omitted too. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This lovely chubby girl is definitely capturing my heart with each day. Heartz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-749501615127994225?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/749501615127994225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=749501615127994225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/749501615127994225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/749501615127994225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/04/darl-was-away-when-belle-turned-1.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMbxsiVqqdY/TZ8qofD-atI/AAAAAAAACuU/p-JWwbbgD-Q/s72-c/IMG_4035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2764595215173568398</id><published>2011-04-08T22:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:08:45.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking at this post and you will know I have not been updating for more than a month! This is definitely my longest break. Seems to have been busy and yet, I can't exactly spell out what I have been busy with. Maybe looking after Belle and trying to have some time to just myself after she sleeps? Maybe busy eating yummy chicken wings with Dennis and yy? Perhaps, it is just my nua-ness in full force? Whatever it is, I force myself to blog today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One step closer to my BIG 30! Wahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7w5Skkto3c/TZ8WcATWI8I/AAAAAAAACuM/pDUqCw4O51c/s1600/IMG_0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593213932590736322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7w5Skkto3c/TZ8WcATWI8I/AAAAAAAACuM/pDUqCw4O51c/s400/IMG_0253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Darl was sweet enough to send me flowers. I knew he will send me flowers on either V-day or my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Smart right? Don't think you are very smart by gey siao-ing say you need my office address for your office's update. You used the same excuse 5 years ago. Come on~ Give me something new! keke. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tjeqEnEKdeQ/TZ8WR-elv5I/AAAAAAAACuE/yifFA4DLHIk/s1600/IMG_0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593213760302333842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tjeqEnEKdeQ/TZ8WR-elv5I/AAAAAAAACuE/yifFA4DLHIk/s400/IMG_0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is something new. I thought it would just be ordinary roses or maybe, tulips. Oh my! These flowers are real heavy with wordings. So sweet of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spent this birthday quietly with Darl bringing me to this Italian restaurant. I was a little skeptical when he told me about it. I mean I am not adventurous when it comes to food. I like safe and simple food. :) &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a7bZX1G1_8s/TZ8WG6HRv8I/AAAAAAAACt8/SvcZ5m2vNcI/s1600/IMG_0258%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593213570152251330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a7bZX1G1_8s/TZ8WG6HRv8I/AAAAAAAACt8/SvcZ5m2vNcI/s400/IMG_0258%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Appetiser - ham &amp;amp; cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Definitely not something I will order on my own but they are pretty yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EHEgt3_xtE/TZ8V0NXHc-I/AAAAAAAACt0/LE578PcOGHE/s1600/IMG_0260%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593213248901444578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EHEgt3_xtE/TZ8V0NXHc-I/AAAAAAAACt0/LE578PcOGHE/s400/IMG_0260%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clam soup whereby the number of clams OVERWHELMED the amount of soup. I am definitely not a shell person but this is the 2nd time I actually find clam DELICIOUS. I seriously ate at least half of these clams and I seriously could not resist them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pT97zM1jxYw/TZ8VmO05ynI/AAAAAAAACts/O7IzYjjJmY0/s1600/IMG_0264%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593213008776645234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pT97zM1jxYw/TZ8VmO05ynI/AAAAAAAACts/O7IzYjjJmY0/s400/IMG_0264%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The main course, Carbonara, seriously pales in comparison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAOrbIyLRoE/TZ8VNoWzJTI/AAAAAAAACtk/YwJ2Ytotx7w/s1600/IMG_0266%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593212586132972850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAOrbIyLRoE/TZ8VNoWzJTI/AAAAAAAACtk/YwJ2Ytotx7w/s400/IMG_0266%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Darl had their seafood pasta. I think it was not bad. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I like this birthday. Simple. Simple dinner with Darl. Just the 2 of us. The usual family dinner celebration with bro. And not forgetting the tons of blessings I have from my friends and colleagues. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Hmm... Maybe I should make next year a big affair, provided I still look real good for my age. Wahaha. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-2764595215173568398?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2764595215173568398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2764595215173568398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2764595215173568398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2764595215173568398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/04/looking-at-this-post-and-you-will-know.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7w5Skkto3c/TZ8WcATWI8I/AAAAAAAACuM/pDUqCw4O51c/s72-c/IMG_0253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2006934682584420404</id><published>2011-02-21T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:34:29.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met up with Dennis and YY thrice last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st - Vday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2nd - Rob Schneider's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3rd - Quietly watching tv at my cave with Jess and Ong Heng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Funny and irritating couple but overdose of this couple soon especially when we are eating so much at late hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3amPuExQsyY/TWHpqvINDbI/AAAAAAAACtc/AnlXkOm9A-4/s1600/41603_174357005916275_7440976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575994734076038578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3amPuExQsyY/TWHpqvINDbI/AAAAAAAACtc/AnlXkOm9A-4/s400/41603_174357005916275_7440976_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob Schneider! One of my TOP favourite. Fell in love with him when I caught Deuce Bigalow. Awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good and funny night with great swiss food just before the show. Rob Schneider is awesome! Funny! I love his expressions. There were 2 inserts of local aspiring comedians? Well... A lot more to work on though. I seriously think Dennis will be much better than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Expensive tickets but I think the money is well-spent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-2006934682584420404?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2006934682584420404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2006934682584420404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2006934682584420404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2006934682584420404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/02/met-up-with-dennis-and-yy-thrice-last.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3amPuExQsyY/TWHpqvINDbI/AAAAAAAACtc/AnlXkOm9A-4/s72-c/41603_174357005916275_7440976_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3553623873645852547</id><published>2011-02-15T13:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:19:36.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Movies that we have been watching so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SSZtI2jhrfs/TVoLFyYxd4I/AAAAAAAACtU/NvF9pZePMmM/s1600/i-love-hong-kong-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573779682877339522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SSZtI2jhrfs/TVoLFyYxd4I/AAAAAAAACtU/NvF9pZePMmM/s400/i-love-hong-kong-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am a sucker for such shows. Keke. They keep me amused or rather, I am easily amused by comdey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8385Le2dQT4/TVoKq8mZ8rI/AAAAAAAACtM/J8TJFVq76lo/s1600/green%2Bhornet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573779221762405042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8385Le2dQT4/TVoKq8mZ8rI/AAAAAAAACtM/J8TJFVq76lo/s400/green%2Bhornet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wasn't interested in watching this but I am glad I did. Nice too! Though the male ang moh lead reminds me of Will Ferrell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnZiU4ridPk/TVoKXhqH9MI/AAAAAAAACtE/7hwYAa8SMbo/s1600/shaolin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573778888112731330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnZiU4ridPk/TVoKXhqH9MI/AAAAAAAACtE/7hwYAa8SMbo/s400/shaolin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out of the 3 movies, this is probably the one I didn't enjoy as much. Though it has its own share of light-hearted moments, the storyline is kinda draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8077977149569398616-3553623873645852547?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3553623873645852547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3553623873645852547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3553623873645852547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3553623873645852547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/02/movies-that-we-have-been-watching-so.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SSZtI2jhrfs/TVoLFyYxd4I/AAAAAAAACtU/NvF9pZePMmM/s72-c/i-love-hong-kong-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2050364341657214458</id><published>2011-02-02T12:14:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T16:28:13.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My 1st work trip! To KL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Totally new experience!&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjeSzHq-pI/AAAAAAAACs4/-DohYVoE4Lc/s1600/166461_10150129634772448_613392447_7763777_6189913_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568945353785014930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjeSzHq-pI/AAAAAAAACs4/-DohYVoE4Lc/s400/166461_10150129634772448_613392447_7763777_6189913_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@ Shangri-La, KL... Where all our Asia colleagues gather for this annual conference. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjePo0JRiI/AAAAAAAACsw/blWKeVwHIag/s1600/164520_10150129635307448_613392447_7763789_1092828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568945299479152162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjePo0JRiI/AAAAAAAACsw/blWKeVwHIag/s400/164520_10150129635307448_613392447_7763789_1092828_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brand behind this name tag - the mother of 2. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjeKum2XaI/AAAAAAAACso/ZKRJhRVgvKo/s1600/180221_10150129610922448_613392447_7763515_4001251_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568945215134653858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjeKum2XaI/AAAAAAAACso/ZKRJhRVgvKo/s400/180221_10150129610922448_613392447_7763515_4001251_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My lovely roommate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first met her during my training on ADM. My first impression of her 'I like her! She has a super sweet voice and seems friendly' but we didn't manage to interact much after that. I always feel there is this enormous distance between us. She doesn't quite respond whenever I try to start some small talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad we shared the same room for 6 nights cause it definitely brought us closer with the late nights chatting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still as sweet as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was in KL for 7D6N. Every day, every night is packed with actitivies.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached hotel at 9ish pm and had dinner at the hotel. Dinner was really soso. My char kway tiao is sooooooooooooo unsatisfactory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our 'Custom' training. Training was terrific! I feel I am equipped with the right presentation skills during that session and I definitely have a new perspective of my portfolio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the training, I met up with cousin for steamboat porridge. Dinner was great! Yummy pumpkin porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st session for the conference officially starts! The usual opening speech by the big shots. I must say... I like the videos. They wow-ed me. keke.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the 'selling skills' session. Oh my... Why am I even selling things? I hated doing sales and yet, I am in 'partial' sales now. Time flies. Mentality changed. On a side note... DK, you will make a terrific sales person in my company. haha.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the most packed day with the conference ending late and we only had enough time to rush back to our room to drop our bag before heading down for the HUGE group shot and group dinner. I must have been one of the few lucky ones enjoying my western fine dining with super duper soft beef cheek and great company. Of course, the price to pay for it = reaching hotel at nearly 11pm.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sessions on product training started. I kept pretty quiet during the training cause I didn't want to appear dumb in front of the real sales people. Afterall, I am only an acquisitions editor, definitely not as up to standard as them. Training was too fast (for me) and I didn't absorb much.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day ended with a department dinner at Seri Melayu (I think). Buffet Dinner! Good food! Nice company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjd4tIyhtI/AAAAAAAACsQ/r7M0GbP4U7I/s1600/168469_10150129607117448_613392447_7763457_5262475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944905502492370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjd4tIyhtI/AAAAAAAACsQ/r7M0GbP4U7I/s400/168469_10150129607117448_613392447_7763457_5262475_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The department dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conference session is still as per usual. Our day usually starts at 6.30am with breakfast at 7.45am and conference starting at 8.30am sharp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gala Dinner!!! Had only enough time to change to a new outfit before heading for our gala dinner. A night of fun and drinks. Arrgh. Overdose of white or rather alcohol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdzFQbKMI/AAAAAAAACsI/ma-sd_BWtSE/s1600/166836_10150129635902448_613392447_7763796_1515055_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944808897751234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdzFQbKMI/AAAAAAAACsI/ma-sd_BWtSE/s400/166836_10150129635902448_613392447_7763796_1515055_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdvKCVKtI/AAAAAAAACsA/gQMdP4g9ltw/s1600/168621_10150129650817448_613392447_7763926_6272679_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944741461338834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdvKCVKtI/AAAAAAAACsA/gQMdP4g9ltw/s400/168621_10150129650817448_613392447_7763926_6272679_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yuen = my favourite person at ASM and now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First saw her during our late dinner on day 1. No impression but we were grouped together for the opening and group dinner. Lovely girl with a lovely character. Yes, she may be straghtforward but like I said and prefer, if you have an issue, tell me in my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really love her so much that I want to chat with her everyday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdqmtxq2I/AAAAAAAACr4/1S74BKOXh6o/s1600/168179_10150129607337448_613392447_7763460_7582783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944663260408674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdqmtxq2I/AAAAAAAACr4/1S74BKOXh6o/s400/168179_10150129607337448_613392447_7763460_7582783_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lovely colleagues from HK. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdlkAcUYI/AAAAAAAACrw/WRGVvYNq428/s1600/179840_10150129631707448_613392447_7763741_7485940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944576634048898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdlkAcUYI/AAAAAAAACrw/WRGVvYNq428/s400/179840_10150129631707448_613392447_7763741_7485940_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bernie from Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yiting and I thougt he looks a little like the male lead in 'Shutter' and Bernie claims he is on friendly terms with the male lead. Anyway, can you tell he is in his mid 30s and a father of 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdiM0TpGI/AAAAAAAACro/X9bQXQy7-WM/s1600/168669_10150129621372448_613392447_7763608_6055442_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944518869525602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdiM0TpGI/AAAAAAAACro/X9bQXQy7-WM/s400/168669_10150129621372448_613392447_7763608_6055442_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My AM who abstained from alcohol that night and regretted it the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdeKBN3GI/AAAAAAAACrg/S-0_zcHt478/s1600/163866_10150129607292448_613392447_7763459_325923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944449398889570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdeKBN3GI/AAAAAAAACrg/S-0_zcHt478/s400/163866_10150129607292448_613392447_7763459_325923_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharie from HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdbZ14BRI/AAAAAAAACrY/9MBDx8LvoUM/s1600/166463_10150129649852448_613392447_7763925_3321065_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944402106680594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdbZ14BRI/AAAAAAAACrY/9MBDx8LvoUM/s400/166463_10150129649852448_613392447_7763925_3321065_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hasri from Malaysia. Very friendly and hospitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdWnGDtpI/AAAAAAAACrQ/b0VSDXlUQHo/s1600/164575_10150129623407448_613392447_7763617_1545051_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944319764870802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdWnGDtpI/AAAAAAAACrQ/b0VSDXlUQHo/s400/164575_10150129623407448_613392447_7763617_1545051_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sales boss. Was a teacher and aspires to retire as a teacher. Same ambition as me. Yes, I still want to be a teacher and a chio one. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdS9d1b-I/AAAAAAAACrI/cFPYbEhXQho/s1600/167332_10150129648452448_613392447_7763918_4137030_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944257050701794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdS9d1b-I/AAAAAAAACrI/cFPYbEhXQho/s400/167332_10150129648452448_613392447_7763918_4137030_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teck Chuan who can be really irritating at times with his questions and yet, refuses to to answer any of your questions. Shopping with him is a CHORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdQJEIwqI/AAAAAAAACrA/MWXgR3Y4gvQ/s1600/179203_10150129624157448_613392447_7763640_1681859_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944208624534178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdQJEIwqI/AAAAAAAACrA/MWXgR3Y4gvQ/s400/179203_10150129624157448_613392447_7763640_1681859_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry who loves good food and drinks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdMfXWSAI/AAAAAAAACq4/dgRnO3xOUos/s1600/168322_10150129627297448_613392447_7763701_5851144_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944145891215362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdMfXWSAI/AAAAAAAACq4/dgRnO3xOUos/s400/168322_10150129627297448_613392447_7763701_5851144_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xavier. He reminds me of my younger brother cause they are of the same age. keke. It may not make sense to you but I am lazy to explain here lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdIrwTlYI/AAAAAAAACqw/MbDQ4tIt4Ko/s1600/179044_10150129616257448_613392447_7763564_3904868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568944080497644930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjdIrwTlYI/AAAAAAAACqw/MbDQ4tIt4Ko/s400/179044_10150129616257448_613392447_7763564_3904868_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catherine. I personally find her a little blur and yet, cute at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjcjaYu9cI/AAAAAAAACqY/fRAShxP3a0Y/s1600/180210_10150129607197448_613392447_7763458_3036299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568943440180213186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjcjaYu9cI/AAAAAAAACqY/fRAShxP3a0Y/s400/180210_10150129607197448_613392447_7763458_3036299_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I got to know Grace better after this trip. Hmm... Probably everyone else got to know one another a little better after the trip. Grace, if you forget to jio me for lunch for the 3rd time, I will be angry liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjcW9XGHGI/AAAAAAAACqQ/QB__igvPi80/s1600/179005_10150129632142448_613392447_7763748_6627414_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568943226230283362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjcW9XGHGI/AAAAAAAACqQ/QB__igvPi80/s400/179005_10150129632142448_613392447_7763748_6627414_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best sales rep, Carolyn who got the most number of awards and cash!!! Huat ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjbAriNwRI/AAAAAAAACqI/-u6qF0jgpYI/s1600/168709_10150129620042448_613392447_7763593_4860265_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568941743976333586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjbAriNwRI/AAAAAAAACqI/-u6qF0jgpYI/s400/168709_10150129620042448_613392447_7763593_4860265_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The young and not so innocent ladies. tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjauZCanAI/AAAAAAAACqA/VSffU3IXLwE/s1600/163811_10150129607582448_613392447_7763464_2741698_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568941429773474818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjauZCanAI/AAAAAAAACqA/VSffU3IXLwE/s400/163811_10150129607582448_613392447_7763464_2741698_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our new sales colleague, Audrey. Doesn't she look amazingly young? Shan't disclose her age here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjaWzf9IqI/AAAAAAAACp4/lzqpGYKOGYM/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568941024559833762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjaWzf9IqI/AAAAAAAACp4/lzqpGYKOGYM/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I only ate the first 3 dish at Gala Dinner before it was just drinks all the way. It is a torture to drink till 2am and to wake up at 6.30am for a 8.15am-5.50pm conference. I woke up with my body still red and bloodshot eyes. Arrgh. Shan't drink so much with them anymore cause I am too loud for them. Should just stick with Bec, Yvon and Jo. I never realise I was that loud cause these girls were always louder. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended the last day of conference with a simple dinner and tedious shopping trip with Teck Chuan, Henry, Joey and Grace. Like I mentioned earlier, the shopping is tired cause of Teck Chuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Home Sweet Home with no in-flight entertainment. Anyway, we were too tired to watch anything. I was so tired that I was woken up by the air stewardess asking me if I want any drink. I dozed off immediately afer telling her I want Apple juice. I was that tired thaty I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer to 'collect' my drink. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In short, the trip is a new experience. And definitely tiring. A breather for me away from everything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-2050364341657214458?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2050364341657214458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2050364341657214458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2050364341657214458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2050364341657214458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-1st-work-trip-to-kl-totally-new.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TUjeSzHq-pI/AAAAAAAACs4/-DohYVoE4Lc/s72-c/166461_10150129634772448_613392447_7763777_6189913_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5985066926551489767</id><published>2011-01-14T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:22:47.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With a family, time is never yours solely. Even your bedroom is not yours solely. Yes, there are 1001 joy to having your own family but if you are not mentally warned and prepared that you have a HUGE obligation and TONS of sacrifices to be made along the years, I personally think even marriage is a task. Finally... I understand why some people refrain from marriage. Perhaps given a 2nd chance, I will delay everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With time so scarce, it is smazing that we can even find time for JUST the 2 of us. Darl, I am referring to quality dating time for just the 2 of us. Anyway, we caught 2 movies over the month or maybe months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TS_bUaq4kWI/AAAAAAAACpw/v9EM7pJHElA/s1600/little_fockers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561905208628908386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TS_bUaq4kWI/AAAAAAAACpw/v9EM7pJHElA/s400/little_fockers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet the Parents - Little Fockers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A little disappointing. Funny and yet, not enough. But being a sucker for such shows, I will still watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TS_bPDtjc4I/AAAAAAAACpo/LxeO88u8tyA/s1600/Gullivers-travels-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561905116566745986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TS_bPDtjc4I/AAAAAAAACpo/LxeO88u8tyA/s400/Gullivers-travels-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gulliver's Travels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is definitely much much better. But for those who know me, as long as it is lame and funny, I will like and love it. Haha. This is funnier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In 2011, I started the year good with a much better mood. More good days to go. I just need to learn to cope with all the sacrifices that are still in the pipeline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-5985066926551489767?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5985066926551489767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5985066926551489767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5985066926551489767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5985066926551489767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/01/with-family-time-is-never-yours-solely.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TS_bUaq4kWI/AAAAAAAACpw/v9EM7pJHElA/s72-c/little_fockers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3523759563156683065</id><published>2011-01-04T12:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:50:28.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been wanting to update for a long time but were either busy or tired... :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time really flies and before we know it... Another year has passed. Reflecting on 2010 or rather looking at my blog entries for 2010, there were numerous negative entries. Darl and I concluded that I probably had some mild depression. Haha. It is not obvious to others but I know myself and Darl is probably the only one who suffers from the effects of this depression. Considering that I had a short fuse to start off with, things are made worse right? Okok... Shall make things right in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So many events. So few pictures. So little time to update all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BBQ with the sales was fun. Never fail not to drink with them around. After abstaining from alcohol for 2 years, I think I have drank the 2 years' quota in the past 4 months. Haha. Not that I drank a lot but I am a poor drinker to start off with. Yet to a certain extent, I think I can hold my liqour better than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wenmei's sonny birthday party. Probably the most grand birthday celebration for a one year old. I guess motherhood has changed Wenmei a lot and she is still as meticulous as before when it comes to planning etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKonpzBEFI/AAAAAAAACpg/9Fm5o9Nvui8/s1600/xmas%2Beve.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558190289316810834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKonpzBEFI/AAAAAAAACpg/9Fm5o9Nvui8/s400/xmas%2Beve.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we are not joining Esther and friends for Xmas, Isabelle spent Xmas with Darl and I with the companionship of Dennis, YY, Jessica and Ong Heng. A simple zi char with a little potluck from everyone. Yummy Dinner! Chit Chatting! Cam-whoring! Simple, quiet and yet, enjoyable before Darls' guys popped over late night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is my favourite picture for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NYE was spent with VJCS. 10 years of friendship. Amazing on how we maintained the friendship despite our super hectic schedule (especially Ji's) and meeting up only once or twice a year. Though we don't catch up often, we are always more or less kept posted of one another's happenings and we (almost) never fail to be around in one another's major events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A change from our norn activity of mahjong or wii. We spent the night out at Brewerks and Broiler. Since we have this terrible habit of being terribly late for every single gathering, JB told us NOT TO BE LATE and I even reached half an hour early. In the end, I was the only one on time and JB didn't even join us at Brewerks. -_-''' And everyone was so late that we didn't even to take a photo with Daphne before she has to leave for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoiH17psI/AAAAAAAACpY/vmvm4Q_ngA4/s1600/IMG_3920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558190194302887618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoiH17psI/AAAAAAAACpY/vmvm4Q_ngA4/s400/IMG_3920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mummy-to-be and Shini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoYIffJcI/AAAAAAAACpQ/fcDAUUP84d8/s1600/IMG_3921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558190022678488514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoYIffJcI/AAAAAAAACpQ/fcDAUUP84d8/s400/IMG_3921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoR1tfEwI/AAAAAAAACpI/dKnvClpQlpk/s1600/IMG_3928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558189914557715202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoR1tfEwI/AAAAAAAACpI/dKnvClpQlpk/s400/IMG_3928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jess Mei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoMTdtCII/AAAAAAAACpA/x7lqjEVq6Gk/s1600/IMG_3925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558189819465369730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoMTdtCII/AAAAAAAACpA/x7lqjEVq6Gk/s400/IMG_3925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Missing JB from the pictures. I think there are more pictures in Jess camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also missing Felix who came down and became buddy with JB. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoG7sNk3I/AAAAAAAACo4/TOyIWEc_aq8/s1600/IMG_3927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558189727184425842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKoG7sNk3I/AAAAAAAACo4/TOyIWEc_aq8/s400/IMG_3927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bumped into Xavier and Claris at Broiler. Small world cause we were supposed to share table with Jess' friend who happens to be Xavier's and Claris' friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In short, I enjoyed every single event in December. Looking forward to better times in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Looking forward to training for my 1st marathon, 1st tennis lesson and maybe 1st dance class in 2011 too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8077977149569398616-3523759563156683065?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3523759563156683065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3523759563156683065' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3523759563156683065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3523759563156683065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2011/01/been-wanting-to-update-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TSKonpzBEFI/AAAAAAAACpg/9Fm5o9Nvui8/s72-c/xmas%2Beve.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3206719659926750617</id><published>2010-12-14T00:43:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T01:17:56.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;December... A month of love, sharing, happiness and definitely packed with activities. My favourite month of the year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZQddlra9I/AAAAAAAACos/GXnMZy1udkc/s1600/IMG_3847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550212057869806546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZQddlra9I/AAAAAAAACos/GXnMZy1udkc/s400/IMG_3847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Attended Chris' wedding last Thursday. Erm... No photo of the couple. Don't bother asking me why. While waiting to take the usual table shot with the couple, we decided to take our own group picture but I didn't know Roger was on the phone. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZQTgXMUnI/AAAAAAAACok/PemUgcCucP8/s1600/IMG_3897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550211886815662706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZQTgXMUnI/AAAAAAAACok/PemUgcCucP8/s400/IMG_3897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 1st official D&amp;amp;D. Soooooooooooooooo different from the Christmas dinners. Two words to describe it - AWESOME FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZPGaabaLI/AAAAAAAACoU/nZYdZ13N7GQ/s1600/IMG_3852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550210562368694450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZPGaabaLI/AAAAAAAACoU/nZYdZ13N7GQ/s400/IMG_3852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZO_RuQcoI/AAAAAAAACoM/KuUWjHnY_o8/s1600/IMG_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550210439776858754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZO_RuQcoI/AAAAAAAACoM/KuUWjHnY_o8/s400/IMG_0298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My AM and Teck Chuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZO6Hx5N7I/AAAAAAAACoE/PRi_b0QPhu0/s1600/IMG_3855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550210351208413106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZO6Hx5N7I/AAAAAAAACoE/PRi_b0QPhu0/s400/IMG_3855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With my favourite sale colleague - Carolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gey siao smile so sweet for photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOzuY-HoI/AAAAAAAACn8/JQ1famYHbu0/s1600/IMG_3851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550210241313775234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOzuY-HoI/AAAAAAAACn8/JQ1famYHbu0/s400/IMG_3851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOsTB9pRI/AAAAAAAACn0/UDlgR41P508/s1600/IMG_3862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550210113710433554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOsTB9pRI/AAAAAAAACn0/UDlgR41P508/s400/IMG_3862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yiting and Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOlR93GhI/AAAAAAAACns/8OWurzT452w/s1600/IMG_3865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550209993165707794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOlR93GhI/AAAAAAAACns/8OWurzT452w/s400/IMG_3865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catherine and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOd7bDL0I/AAAAAAAACnk/tDb1FrymrWQ/s1600/IMG_3863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550209866855034690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOd7bDL0I/AAAAAAAACnk/tDb1FrymrWQ/s400/IMG_3863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our D&amp;amp;D theme is 'Movie Night' so the sales team dressed up as pirates. Well... Commendable effort but outcome is so-so only. Keke. I dressed up too, as a hot superstar. Hahahahahahahahahahaha. :D Told my AM we should join in the theme next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOLxzcwmI/AAAAAAAACnc/-aoWrlJmmzk/s1600/IMG_3872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550209555035374178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOLxzcwmI/AAAAAAAACnc/-aoWrlJmmzk/s400/IMG_3872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Party never ends there and there with the sales team. We continued to St James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry and Catherine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOGUHgQHI/AAAAAAAACnU/ELQBlO0-Xjs/s1600/IMG_3870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550209461167079538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZOGUHgQHI/AAAAAAAACnU/ELQBlO0-Xjs/s400/IMG_3870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZN_CzZslI/AAAAAAAACnM/o_e4xUWOo2Y/s1600/IMG_3869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550209336260276818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZN_CzZslI/AAAAAAAACnM/o_e4xUWOo2Y/s400/IMG_3869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... Rarely, I am loud in front of people I am not close to. But well... Basically, I have been different in this company. Circumstances didn't allow me to be as quiet as I would like to be. In fact, I have been super pro-active in this company loh. Well... I am surprised I was that enthusiastic during D&amp;amp;D, super duper unlike me. I guess they probably saw a different side of me. Haha. The loud side. Hmm... Yes, I did drink a little that night. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNyx4d96I/AAAAAAAACnE/RScsyhWNBqE/s1600/IMG_3898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550209125559695266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNyx4d96I/AAAAAAAACnE/RScsyhWNBqE/s400/IMG_3898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went for our 1st Team Building session too. Baking session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreaded it before going cause I am never a kitchen person. Kitchen stinks or rather, I hate the food smell lingering in your hair. Arrgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the smell aside, it was pretty fun though the steps of baking the cookies are real simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNtNIo2pI/AAAAAAAACm8/Y62uO2kgTp0/s1600/IMG_3893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550209029796059794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNtNIo2pI/AAAAAAAACm8/Y62uO2kgTp0/s400/IMG_3893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our tray of pretty cookies, done by my AM and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNmkq8M9I/AAAAAAAACm0/9ulPnLJynTg/s1600/IMG_3891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550208915854865362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNmkq8M9I/AAAAAAAACm0/9ulPnLJynTg/s400/IMG_3891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the extra dough, we thought we should make some special cookies for Carolyn and Teck Chuan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNgTjp0lI/AAAAAAAACms/ol1-4o41IGU/s1600/IMG_3895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550208808181682770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZNgTjp0lI/AAAAAAAACms/ol1-4o41IGU/s400/IMG_3895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't these cookies look fantastic? Keke. We are the winning team loh and these are the winning cookies!!! Haha. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's potluck somewhere and I shall bake cookies. I swear they will turn out as cookies this time round (I hope... if no accident happens...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dennis, you wanted to bake right? I teach you for free!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next event in line:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. BBQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Z's bday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Xmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Countdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really wish life can stay this sweet forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-3206719659926750617?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3206719659926750617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3206719659926750617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3206719659926750617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3206719659926750617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TQZQddlra9I/AAAAAAAACos/GXnMZy1udkc/s72-c/IMG_3847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5351912721749457862</id><published>2010-12-07T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:41:23.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TP25C8yYqsI/AAAAAAAACmk/UdveQCJTxUk/s1600/IMG_3825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547793776318655170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TP25C8yYqsI/AAAAAAAACmk/UdveQCJTxUk/s400/IMG_3825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 1st trip for 2010 - Batam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st chop on my new passport - Batam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was super excited about the trip cause it has been a long time since my last trip in July 2009 and I have never been to Batam. The trip was good. Resort was fine. Though it was a boutique resort, it was nothing really that 'boutique' but I will definitely recommend it if you do not wish to stay in the usual resort. Spa was good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TP249LcSG8I/AAAAAAAACmc/PzFleAVXTIU/s1600/IMG_3837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547793677173267394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TP249LcSG8I/AAAAAAAACmc/PzFleAVXTIU/s400/IMG_3837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was fun to have the Ongs along. Keke. Maybe we can have Dennis and YY along for the next trip. Dennis, what say you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-5351912721749457862?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5351912721749457862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5351912721749457862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5351912721749457862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5351912721749457862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-1st-trip-for-2010-batam.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TP25C8yYqsI/AAAAAAAACmk/UdveQCJTxUk/s72-c/IMG_3825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1647780379019058759</id><published>2010-11-29T22:49:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:50:39.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just retuned from my dearest cousin's wedding in Malaysia. Thought it would be a super long trip since it is held in Pahang but the journey seems shorter than expected. Journey began on Sat afternoon whereby my uncle fetched us to Grandma's house @ Malacca. Reached Grandma's house at 8pm and mingled around till 12ish before bedtime. Caught only a few hours of sleep cause we had to leave the house at 5.30am. The coach took 2.5 hours to reach Pahang. Reached Pahang at 9am, an hour before the groom came over to pick up my beautiful cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPD4aHFQgI/AAAAAAAACmM/7ZlJQZZmQg0/s1600/IMG_3767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990940072329730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPD4aHFQgI/AAAAAAAACmM/7ZlJQZZmQg0/s400/IMG_3767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dear cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I only realised how fair and good her skin is till today! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDrncwnTI/AAAAAAAACmE/TTQUtaO6qzQ/s1600/IMG_3770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990720314613042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDrncwnTI/AAAAAAAACmE/TTQUtaO6qzQ/s400/IMG_3770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Groom and his entourage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm... It brings back super fond memories of Darl and the guys on our wedding day. They were so ji siao and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to get GOOD brothers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDlL8x-yI/AAAAAAAACl8/esmxO76PD3w/s1600/IMG_3774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990609853512482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDlL8x-yI/AAAAAAAACl8/esmxO76PD3w/s400/IMG_3774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sisters 'hiamed' the groom to be too stingy and demanded more ang pows after receiving the bride. Poor groom had no choice but to give them his whatever remaining cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDftRTyQI/AAAAAAAACl0/upvR6VmvP2Q/s1600/IMG_3781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990515718768898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDftRTyQI/AAAAAAAACl0/upvR6VmvP2Q/s400/IMG_3781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDY1z8YDI/AAAAAAAACls/YezVC5qaf2Q/s1600/IMG_3788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990397752434738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDY1z8YDI/AAAAAAAACls/YezVC5qaf2Q/s400/IMG_3788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner @ restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's loud dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDRXreH3I/AAAAAAAAClk/0icOwr3udhE/s1600/IMG_3789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990269404749682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDRXreH3I/AAAAAAAAClk/0icOwr3udhE/s400/IMG_3789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The restaurant had this Mickey Mouse mascot couple to march in and present a gift to the couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seriously, I am not sure of their choice of this mascot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDMIRcMkI/AAAAAAAAClc/QUmX5WxmqqA/s1600/IMG_3790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990179369693762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDMIRcMkI/AAAAAAAAClc/QUmX5WxmqqA/s400/IMG_3790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDIDNKWcI/AAAAAAAAClU/XxCnhWSHArY/s1600/IMG_3797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544990109290092994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDIDNKWcI/AAAAAAAAClU/XxCnhWSHArY/s400/IMG_3797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little of culture difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple engaged 2 singers to entertain the guests. Hmm... A bit like 'ge tai' style loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDBnPR6pI/AAAAAAAAClM/ZaCnGFL2A24/s1600/IMG_3813.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDBnPR6pI/AAAAAAAAClM/ZaCnGFL2A24/s1600/IMG_3813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544989998703569554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPDBnPR6pI/AAAAAAAAClM/ZaCnGFL2A24/s400/IMG_3813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture before returning back to Malacca on the same night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their dinner is probably one of the shortest dinner I have been to. Dinner started at around 7pm and ended before 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really knows no mercy. All of us have stepped into parenthood. My cousins' babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCxSe1dCI/AAAAAAAAClE/vl3QtXwd5rE/s1600/IMG_3785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544989718253761570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCxSe1dCI/AAAAAAAAClE/vl3QtXwd5rE/s400/IMG_3785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome little boy right? Keke. My most handsome cousin's sonny. Haha. I can still remember I used to have a crush on my handsome cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCr229mEI/AAAAAAAACk8/d7xdbzDau7U/s1600/IMG_3786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544989624939419714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCr229mEI/AAAAAAAACk8/d7xdbzDau7U/s400/IMG_3786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sonny is so handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCmvASzkI/AAAAAAAACk0/Clnkvwu-GXE/s1600/IMG_3801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544989536931728962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCmvASzkI/AAAAAAAACk0/Clnkvwu-GXE/s400/IMG_3801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My auntie's 3rd son. He so reminds me of Jeremy! Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCTjd2IaI/AAAAAAAACks/ebzcHMl-dE0/s1600/IMG_3804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544989207416938914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCTjd2IaI/AAAAAAAACks/ebzcHMl-dE0/s400/IMG_3804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell they are brothers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCDB5M25I/AAAAAAAACkk/FwFEcqZsvi0/s1600/IMG_3818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544988923526962066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPCDB5M25I/AAAAAAAACkk/FwFEcqZsvi0/s400/IMG_3818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPB6XHpdvI/AAAAAAAACkc/N7jQASD_w64/s1600/IMG_3819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544988774605879026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPB6XHpdvI/AAAAAAAACkc/N7jQASD_w64/s400/IMG_3819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favourite boy. He is so gentle and quiet. Super cute lah. I do not know why but I just can't take my eyes off him and I wanted to carry him so much. Maybe~ He is of almost same age is Belle and reminds me of the feeling of hugging and kissing Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-1647780379019058759?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1647780379019058759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1647780379019058759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1647780379019058759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1647780379019058759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-retuned-from-my-dearest-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPPD4aHFQgI/AAAAAAAACmM/7ZlJQZZmQg0/s72-c/IMG_3767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2744362680604495179</id><published>2010-11-29T22:27:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:46:41.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Super late entry of Val's 2nd Birthday! Had a mini celebration at home and zoo water play a week later. Lazy to elaborate so just enjoy the pictures. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO62jfpasI/AAAAAAAACkU/KLtUr1jSrk0/s1600/IMG_3701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544981012626893506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO62jfpasI/AAAAAAAACkU/KLtUr1jSrk0/s400/IMG_3701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO6wLl8f2I/AAAAAAAACkM/OVTjmNsizII/s1600/IMG_3706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544980903131643746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO6wLl8f2I/AAAAAAAACkM/OVTjmNsizII/s400/IMG_3706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO6dV_UEeI/AAAAAAAACj0/xMOGMO_SETM/s400/IMG_3719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO6WPF7SWI/AAAAAAAACjs/wazzHOxQq-0/s1600/IMG_3721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544980457394489698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO6WPF7SWI/AAAAAAAACjs/wazzHOxQq-0/s400/IMG_3721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO6QPu_1gI/AAAAAAAACjk/-qQy-YbUGDs/s1600/IMG_3737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544980354487539202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO4uqrwjXI/AAAAAAAACis/c1QwJvgnRwU/s400/IMG_3748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO4nNa067I/AAAAAAAACik/ijn5rzFT6P0/s1600/IMG_3749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544978549979802546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO4nNa067I/AAAAAAAACik/ijn5rzFT6P0/s400/IMG_3749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO4cBj4BwI/AAAAAAAACic/y3tlseHILYE/s1600/IMG_3754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544978357817968386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO4cBj4BwI/AAAAAAAACic/y3tlseHILYE/s400/IMG_3754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-2744362680604495179?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2744362680604495179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2744362680604495179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2744362680604495179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2744362680604495179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/11/super-late-entry-of-vals-2nd-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TPO62jfpasI/AAAAAAAACkU/KLtUr1jSrk0/s72-c/IMG_3701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7831642064123115140</id><published>2010-11-14T15:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:44:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lazy to update anything so I shall just upload the girls' pictures to keep the blog alightly active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-ROoJs87I/AAAAAAAACiU/leESfpZLa3Q/s1600/IMG_3584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539305747171308466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-ROoJs87I/AAAAAAAACiU/leESfpZLa3Q/s400/IMG_3584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Val really loves Belle a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They look as if they are of the same size, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-RJn9gcPI/AAAAAAAACiM/DEC4Uj_gqFk/s1600/IMG_3652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539305661220810994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-RJn9gcPI/AAAAAAAACiM/DEC4Uj_gqFk/s400/IMG_3652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-Q3snf1qI/AAAAAAAACiE/65nOpIOyCWg/s1600/IMG_3576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539305353233028770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-Q3snf1qI/AAAAAAAACiE/65nOpIOyCWg/s400/IMG_3576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This girl has this habit of putting her hands in her pockets. Dunno learn where one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-QyU8FDaI/AAAAAAAACh8/MYjCN5t7MUg/s1600/IMG_3580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539305260977556898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-QyU8FDaI/AAAAAAAACh8/MYjCN5t7MUg/s400/IMG_3580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-QWznO1sI/AAAAAAAACh0/IRw6_nm20gc/s1600/IMG_3660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539304788175279810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-QWznO1sI/AAAAAAAACh0/IRw6_nm20gc/s400/IMG_3660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ School's playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-QQwO2VWI/AAAAAAAAChs/RLpfe6dtHsM/s1600/IMG_3663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539304684188489058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-QQwO2VWI/AAAAAAAAChs/RLpfe6dtHsM/s400/IMG_3663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying. I love her school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-P6XqdlhI/AAAAAAAAChk/OkMGdddOUE4/s1600/IMG_3691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539304299636299282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-P6XqdlhI/AAAAAAAAChk/OkMGdddOUE4/s400/IMG_3691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't she look like some Japanese kid with this headband? She reminds me of the female 'fat' lead in Handsome Suit. Wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-PttQ5ZEI/AAAAAAAAChc/Zxq5Xtf7NQc/s1600/IMG_3694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539304082096350274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-PttQ5ZEI/AAAAAAAAChc/Zxq5Xtf7NQc/s400/IMG_3694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-PZO0pfPI/AAAAAAAAChM/isrBfT7YsEk/s1600/IMG_3686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539303730327420146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-PZO0pfPI/AAAAAAAAChM/isrBfT7YsEk/s400/IMG_3686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As happy as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-PNIufjdI/AAAAAAAAChE/zefZCFELyeg/s1600/IMG_3695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539303522532560338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-PNIufjdI/AAAAAAAAChE/zefZCFELyeg/s400/IMG_3695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she super sweet with the hair clip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-7831642064123115140?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7831642064123115140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7831642064123115140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7831642064123115140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7831642064123115140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/11/lazy-to-update-anything-so-i-shall-just.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TN-ROoJs87I/AAAAAAAACiU/leESfpZLa3Q/s72-c/IMG_3584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5467264809899280655</id><published>2010-10-26T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:19:37.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had an impromptu outing with the 2 girls after Mum calling at 4pm to inform me that they are going out with Isabelle for the evening and told me not to bring her home. Since they are going to watch didi's school end of year concert, I thought it may be a good idea to tag along so as to spend some time with Isabelle and Valerie and also for Valerie to enjoy the children's performance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since Darl is not around, there is nothing I can do at home anyway. And the idea of staying at home without Darl does not quite appeal to me unless I can hide in my room forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, it is my first time watching such young children perform. It is definitely very very different from te children over at APC. Maybe they are way younger like from nursery to kindergarten, they are not really performing. They spend most of the time on stage dazing. Haha. 'Interesting' performance with a child dropping his mike and that resulted in him crying till the end of the concert and another child who kept running to the front of the stage in search of his parents in the midst of his dance item. Totally hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TMWrpM4fZiI/AAAAAAAACg8/BA0VUQ3JJ2E/s1600/IMG_3544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016441615672866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TMWrpM4fZiI/AAAAAAAACg8/BA0VUQ3JJ2E/s400/IMG_3544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lazy, chubby and definitely charming Isabelle. She has the smile that never fails to melt me. I can't help it but to kiss her at least a dozen times when I see her. Must be her cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TMWrjsJ9QNI/AAAAAAAACg0/GHp2dENzcA0/s1600/IMG_3548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016346931216594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TMWrjsJ9QNI/AAAAAAAACg0/GHp2dENzcA0/s400/IMG_3548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not forgetting the pretty princess who is talking more and more each day. I love this picture cause both of us posed for this pic together after I told her to take a pic together with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love it when she calls me 'muuummmmmmmmmy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-5467264809899280655?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5467264809899280655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5467264809899280655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5467264809899280655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5467264809899280655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/10/had-impromptu-outing-with-2-girls-after.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TMWrpM4fZiI/AAAAAAAACg8/BA0VUQ3JJ2E/s72-c/IMG_3544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5036648696916720586</id><published>2010-10-11T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:54:43.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah... Didn't realise I have yet to blog for a month. Hmm... Guess there must be nothing happening in my life and it explains for the total lack of updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway... work... Finally settling down. I guess I always screw it up when I have no confidence. Sometimes, I wonder why did I make silly decisions or rather did not make any decisive decisions? Thinking back, I always know what to do. I think I should just build up on my confidence level and just 'whack'. At least, I tried right. Keke. Took my certification after procrastinating for weeks. I think I am the last to go for the certification and the MOST amazing thing is I passed!!! Seriously, I would have failed myself. My tester is so nice to 'fang shui' loh. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than work, been busy with moving house. Not really that busy physically cause Darl did almost everything but I guess it is an emotionally draining period for me now. I think I am so desperately trying to be in control that I can feel I am losing control of myself. Literally losing control of myself emotionally and mentally. Basically, I am stretched mentally and emotionally, so much that I hate my life to the core. I hate my life so much that I feel like crying when I think of my life. I hate it so much that I hate to come home. Though I do not really enjoy working (I do not hate my work but given a choice, who wants to work right?), I find more peace at work than home. Strange right? Especially now that we finally have our own place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just need a break. A break from everything and everybody. Just let me lead the life I want. Let me arrange the things in the way I want. Let me decide the whereabouts of my kids. Let me decide when can I bring Belle home. I hate to be led by others' happenings. My life does not revolve around you all. Whatever you want to do is none of my business. I have no obligation towards anyone, maybe maybe towards Darl and my girls only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe Darl is right. I brought all these upon myself. So what to do? Suck it up and be miserable for the rest of my life. My life sucks to the max. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I need a hiding place, to hide till my life is not sucky anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Besides all the sucky stuff, I look forward to lunch hour. Haha. Nah, I am not lunching out. Enough of asking my colleagues out for lunch cause majority of them lunch in and those lunching out are so impromptu? Anyway, I find a source of entertainment. TUDOU!!!! Yeah!!! I have watched 'The Ugly Truth', 'The Karate Kid' and 'When in Rome'. Keke. Not forgetting I finished one Taiwan drama starring Jerry Yan and am on his 2nd drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haven been gaga over some idol for a long time or rather, have never been. Though I worship Wang Lee Hom, I was never that crazily into his looks. I just love his songs and his unique voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BUT Jerry Yan is so cute! I like his stern look and I love his smiles. My heart melts when he smiles, the smiles cracked secretly behind an angry face or behind the girl he likes. *Melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TLMe2Bo06EI/AAAAAAAACgs/c73PlXVtPMc/s1600/24941_379038178076_10306433076_3699991_5677067_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526795081215174722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TLMe2Bo06EI/AAAAAAAACgs/c73PlXVtPMc/s400/24941_379038178076_10306433076_3699991_5677067_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TLMeyDj9pkI/AAAAAAAACgk/IaQawEF19mc/s1600/24941_379038183076_10306433076_3699992_7135015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526795013012170306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TLMeyDj9pkI/AAAAAAAACgk/IaQawEF19mc/s400/24941_379038183076_10306433076_3699992_7135015_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TLMeuTVtfwI/AAAAAAAACgc/O0zT0GUMYIA/s1600/38369_421294313076_10306433076_4727732_3337004_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526794948527881986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TLMeuTVtfwI/AAAAAAAACgc/O0zT0GUMYIA/s400/38369_421294313076_10306433076_4727732_3337004_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-5036648696916720586?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5036648696916720586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5036648696916720586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5036648696916720586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5036648696916720586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/10/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TLMe2Bo06EI/AAAAAAAACgs/c73PlXVtPMc/s72-c/24941_379038178076_10306433076_3699991_5677067_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6976870113269921049</id><published>2010-09-19T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T01:20:42.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haven't got the chance to blog for a long time. Finally, I am back with some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is finally getting better. I think I am getting the hang of it. Finally! Well, I guess it has nothing to do with my competency but rather my confidence level. I am so not confident of myself at work that I am afraid to make any decisions at all. In the end, I ended up looking stupid asking for answers for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!!! We moved into the new place. Darl and I had been staying over since last weekend. Well... since the rest of the place is not set up yet, Valerie is still staying with my mil at the old place while Belle spends most of her nights over at my mum's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week, the new place looks more like a home. Basically, nearly all the furniture are here, except for the delay in the TV and washing machine. Internet is set up too. No longer just a beautiful cave. Haha. Now it is time to put everything into place and also do up the girl's bedroom and play area. Hopefully, they can move in with us by next weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TJTuwLoUHxI/AAAAAAAACgM/TO0EaxYTlb8/s1600/Val1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TJTuwLoUHxI/AAAAAAAACgM/TO0EaxYTlb8/s400/Val1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518297954958712594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is just sooooooooooooo pretty! How can anyone be so pretty? Haha. No doubt about her looks but she is definitely becoming a handful. getting so playful. Her favourite at the playground = the slide. She can play this for like infinity and even when you tell her it is time to go, she will tell you 'one more'. She definitely has a different definition of 'one more' from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TJTtqAStk0I/AAAAAAAACgE/Tdu1ghFAI2g/s1600/Belle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TJTtqAStk0I/AAAAAAAACgE/Tdu1ghFAI2g/s400/Belle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518296749324473154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh... I spend so little time with Belle. I try to spend at least half an hour with her everyday over at my mum's place or bring her back to our old place to play occasionally but this sleepy bug sleeps super early at like 8pm!!! By the time I had my dinner and shower, she is already sleeping!!! The only time we get to spend together will be Friday nights and hopefully, the weekends. Since we were busy shopping for the new house, even weekends were burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting prettier as she grows and her temper is definitely growing too. I love her smile, her cheeks, her chubbiness, her nua-ness etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really do feel I have a miserable life but looking at the girls and my husband, what more can I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6976870113269921049?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6976870113269921049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6976870113269921049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6976870113269921049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6976870113269921049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/09/havent-got-chance-to-blog-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TJTuwLoUHxI/AAAAAAAACgM/TO0EaxYTlb8/s72-c/Val1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-920357947077093281</id><published>2010-08-27T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:57:23.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THc19qZ5GsI/AAAAAAAACf0/VX5Khthwkd0/s1600/197_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509932002582272706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THc19qZ5GsI/AAAAAAAACf0/VX5Khthwkd0/s400/197_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than Jacky Wu's variety shows, this is becoming my next top favourite. Aired every Thursday night from 11.20pm to 12.30am on KBS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically, it is just a talk show, a super hilarious one. Guests will be invited to the talk show. The setting takes place in a public bathhouse locker room and both the hosts and guests are dressed in the clothes provided by the bathhouse, those blue and pink ones we see in korean dramas. In such relaxed ambience, the guests will be sharing some personal, hidden and yet super funny memories. It will also be followed by some very simple games (which are very very ideal as ice-breaker games) and also suana talk wherevy they are not supposed to laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though I do not udnerstand the language, the remarks (as seen from subtitles) are super witty. Bascially, it is just like a comedy. I simply love this and I purposely stay up every Thursday to watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-920357947077093281?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/920357947077093281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=920357947077093281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/920357947077093281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/920357947077093281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/other-than-jacky-wus-variety-shows-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THc19qZ5GsI/AAAAAAAACf0/VX5Khthwkd0/s72-c/197_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7717414139512943962</id><published>2010-08-22T16:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T16:48:01.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been at work for 2 weeks... Still trying to get used to waking up super early, sending Val to my mum's place in the morning, rushing back from work to pick the 2 girls home before sending Belle back to my mum's place again at night. For the 1st time in my life, 24 hours are definitely not long enough. On average, I only managed to catch 6 hours of sleep every night. Not (really) complaining about the lack of sleep but feel that I do not have enough time to spend with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more time so that I can guard and protect Val. I need more time so that I can love Belle. I do not want to leave Belle in others' constant care. I learnt my lesson from Val. I had lost my parental rights over Val. I will get it back!!! I am guarding Belle with my life. You can say I am paranoid or crazy or whatever but no one else can take over my place as MUMMY to Belle. I am going to be THE ONLY MUMMY of Val too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhtOBmNnI/AAAAAAAACfs/zK0ZEw-6WjA/s1600/IMG_3134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhtOBmNnI/AAAAAAAACfs/zK0ZEw-6WjA/s400/IMG_3134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508150511249274482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though Belle is nua, she is one 'kai xin guo'. She smiles almost at everyone. Just call her name and she will give you her best smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhoFAjCoI/AAAAAAAACfk/B3m4oUKkzhQ/s1600/IMG_3138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhoFAjCoI/AAAAAAAACfk/B3m4oUKkzhQ/s400/IMG_3138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508150422929607298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little (chubby) babe with her long and curly lashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhTHLWerI/AAAAAAAACfc/Wn_nYkcaQ3M/s1600/IMG_3145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhTHLWerI/AAAAAAAACfc/Wn_nYkcaQ3M/s400/IMG_3145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508150062734539442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her character is definitely different from Val. Val tends to stare at strangers but Belle is super friendly lah. Just feed her on time and let her take her nap on time, she will be super lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhFik6T6I/AAAAAAAACfU/ftq3Ec1HQCM/s1600/IMG_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhFik6T6I/AAAAAAAACfU/ftq3Ec1HQCM/s400/IMG_3184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508149829571334050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can I not love her? I so want to bring her home everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDgUFDWn-I/AAAAAAAACfM/DbJFx5qhJFg/s1600/IMG_3123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDgUFDWn-I/AAAAAAAACfM/DbJFx5qhJFg/s400/IMG_3123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508148979832365026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When it comes to Val, it is a different kind of love. Frankly speaking, I never feel as close to Val as I feel with Belle. Val was never close to me. If you ask me, someone replaces my role as mummy to Val without my permission. Even when Val cries and I want so much to sayang her, Val will still be snatched away from me. So when it comes to Val, I always very 'xin teng' her. I want to protect her so much, protect her from all evil influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDgJXUFapI/AAAAAAAACfE/eI1o5m_LSV4/s1600/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDgJXUFapI/AAAAAAAACfE/eI1o5m_LSV4/s400/IMG_3158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508148795755817618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDgDTeW-KI/AAAAAAAACe8/z2JIEQi7qyI/s1600/IMG_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDgDTeW-KI/AAAAAAAACe8/z2JIEQi7qyI/s400/IMG_3167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508148691645954210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-7717414139512943962?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7717414139512943962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7717414139512943962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7717414139512943962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7717414139512943962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-at-work-for-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/THDhtOBmNnI/AAAAAAAACfs/zK0ZEw-6WjA/s72-c/IMG_3134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4189881355956854504</id><published>2010-08-14T03:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T03:25:56.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3.10am and I am still awake!!! Been awake for at least the past 20 hours. Feeling so much frustration that I just need to vent it out before I can sleep peacefully for the next 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started at my new workplace for the week. With the new job and new arrangement at home, I am getting barely 6 hours of sleep everyday. The lack of sleep resulted in me falling asleep at work. Left with no choice, I am drowning myself in coffee everyday. What's worse is that I can't even bring Isabelle home everyday. Yes yes yes. I understand it is only a temporary arrangement but I just need to vent it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally that Isabelle is home with me tonight, I didn't even manage to catch a breather or sleep earlier. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  am angry not cause I am sleeping fewer hours. I am complaining not cause my new work requires me to wake up earlier. I am complaining not cause my girls aren't sleeping. I am frustrated to the max cause all these are caused by human effort/ error. I am simply exploding cause I can't vent my frustrations anywhere or on anyone. What to do? Suck it up loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting a new blog tomorrow. That shall be my private space for all frustration since it is so inconvenient to write anything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate my life now. How did I ever get into all this shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me the light at the end of the tunnel. I am counting down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4189881355956854504?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4189881355956854504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4189881355956854504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4189881355956854504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4189881355956854504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/3.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1292880380120253592</id><published>2010-08-14T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T03:10:00.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGWYQldyz3I/AAAAAAAACe0/5ayA0COMkso/s1600/love-in-disguise-2010-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGWYQldyz3I/AAAAAAAACe0/5ayA0COMkso/s400/love-in-disguise-2010-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504973530232704882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going to watch this a thousand times, provided that I can even take a breather out of my fuck-up life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-1292880380120253592?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1292880380120253592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1292880380120253592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1292880380120253592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1292880380120253592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-going-to-watch-this-thousand-times.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGWYQldyz3I/AAAAAAAACe0/5ayA0COMkso/s72-c/love-in-disguise-2010-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-9114677000500219980</id><published>2010-08-11T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:13:51.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember I tried this heritage thingy in June 2009? According to the result, Valerie was supposed to look more like me by 10%. Hmm... Those who only know me will comment that Valerie did looked like me. However, our mutual friends will definitely agree that Valerie looked more like Darl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGLKakaJ2rI/AAAAAAAACes/5tLWLWxEJ_Q/s1600/Photo0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGLKakaJ2rI/AAAAAAAACes/5tLWLWxEJ_Q/s400/Photo0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504184252398951090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14 months later, I tried this heritage thingy on Valerie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGLKWn0e7oI/AAAAAAAACek/dD8iqsWuSX8/s1600/000016_822066d3ac26c47jhsx208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGLKWn0e7oI/AAAAAAAACek/dD8iqsWuSX8/s400/000016_822066d3ac26c47jhsx208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504184184595213954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This time round, she looks equally like Darl and me!!! :) Keke. I have heard remarks  that she is looking more like me. My dear little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGLKMuVlHJI/AAAAAAAACec/KJqF0_oYmMo/s1600/000012_774443f79c26c4mttne011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGLKMuVlHJI/AAAAAAAACec/KJqF0_oYmMo/s400/000012_774443f79c26c4mttne011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504184014545951890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I am on it, I might as well try it on Isabelle too. Hmm... Almost every other person commented that Isabelle looks more like me (cause of the eyes). Yet, the results only shows a 4% resemblance. Hmm... Just for fun anyway. Isabelle has really captivating eyes and she never fails to smile each time I call her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity I can't spend as much time with her as I love to. :( But I know things will only get better!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to 11 Sept 2010!!! Probably the 4th BIG day in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-9114677000500219980?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/9114677000500219980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=9114677000500219980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/9114677000500219980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/9114677000500219980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/remember-i-tried-this-heritage-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TGLKakaJ2rI/AAAAAAAACes/5tLWLWxEJ_Q/s72-c/Photo0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4427601561134906139</id><published>2010-08-06T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T23:12:34.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1st day @ work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.30am. Showered, applied make-up, rushed back to Sembawang for my cert before driving slowly to work. Yup. I drove slowly on the 2nd/ 3rd lane. Am not familiar with the road so I would rather play safe by driving slow than missing a turn. Traffic was pretty smooth on the expressway till I exited from it. I was caught in the slow traffic for like 15-20 minutes when I was just that close to the office. I wasn't late. I was super on time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day with an orientation of the company and the department. Extensive networks but still manageable. Worse comes to worse, just refer to organisational chart loh. Keke. Followed by an orientation on my job scope, goals, KPIs, roles, updates, processes etc etc. Looking back at the notes, there is really anything too difficult to understand yet, I was having a headache during the session. I guess I had not listened to anyone talk to me so intensively for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was lunch. Phew~ The fellow colleagues jio-ed me to join them for lunch at a nearby coffee shop. Keke. I was nervous about work cause I am worried about lunch. What if no one jio me for lunch? Then where can I eat at such a ulu place? Impossible for me to drive out and lunch on my own right? Anyway, this worry will resume again on Tuesday till I build the rapport with them. Lunch was cheap!!! Wanton mee for $2.50! I think I haven't had such cheap noodles for a long time. Haha. I just found out that catered lunch cost only $2.50 too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was half day today and the entire company went for bowling after lunch. I didn't bowl and I didn't really talk much. I am always passive unless it is for work purposes. It is a big company and not everyone know everyone so majority just end up bowling with their own department colleagues. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overview:&lt;br /&gt;- They are generally nice people.&lt;br /&gt;- Different departments have distinct characteristics and mannerism.&lt;br /&gt;- Everything is done via Intranet and I felt like a total idiot. I guess it is time to stop being so not tech-savvy.&lt;br /&gt;- Lunch is cheap! I only spent $2.50 on lunch and $1.60 on parking for the bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do:&lt;br /&gt;- Clean up my desk on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe to consider getting a smaller laptop bag.&lt;br /&gt;- Bring a mug. For what, I do not know but the desk just looks weird without a mug. Haha. I am using water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4427601561134906139?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4427601561134906139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4427601561134906139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4427601561134906139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4427601561134906139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-day-work.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4953037482028580798</id><published>2010-08-04T00:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T00:58:11.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the past 3 years, I spent almost every day loving every child who crossed my path. As a result of loving others' children, I have learn how to love and understand my girls and to coach them with love and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhCPuAy7zI/AAAAAAAACeU/R6DbCGcvo6I/s1600/old+favourites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhCPuAy7zI/AAAAAAAACeU/R6DbCGcvo6I/s400/old+favourites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501219782649900850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were the boys whom I was crazy over when I first joined. Remember the Leonard days? I was so crazy over him that I can't wait to go to work everyday. Even when I was pregnant with Valerie, I always pictured his looks in my mind so that Valerie will be as pretty as Leonard is handsome. Wahaha. That is how crazy I am over him. When no one informed me of his last day, I was pretty upset for around a week. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhCCygaLkI/AAAAAAAACeM/AZv6T7s_tGE/s1600/new+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhCCygaLkI/AAAAAAAACeM/AZv6T7s_tGE/s400/new+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501219560517938754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Leonard, Luismika and Collin left, I tried to shirt my attention to others. There were some cute ones but none could match up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhB57exAhI/AAAAAAAACeE/Mv63jJotuvg/s1600/new+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhB57exAhI/AAAAAAAACeE/Mv63jJotuvg/s400/new+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501219408308142610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even more new loves. Haha. I pretty much love many of the kids in this collage, especially the 2 Samuel, Le Heng, Caleb, Timothy and Johan. Seanna is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhByjOk3mI/AAAAAAAACd8/ZHunpzhHYJY/s1600/class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhByjOk3mI/AAAAAAAACd8/ZHunpzhHYJY/s400/class.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501219281538702946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The classes I have taught over the 3 years. I should have taken more photos with them. Missed out Andrew's class completely. Sad. Andrew is another boy whom I stared at when I was pregnant with Valerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhBlInkOoI/AAAAAAAACd0/jFtN3VYl82I/s1600/New+Folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhBlInkOoI/AAAAAAAACd0/jFtN3VYl82I/s400/New+Folder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501219051057461890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Children are so adorable, aren't they? I remembered the 2 difficult students I had when I first joined. I took almost 6 months to break the ice loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back... Every class I took was so different in characters. The 1st I took was Xin Min's and Gabriel's class. Their batch (P5) was the oldest batch and I was informed of their naughtiness. I was so strict with them for the first 2 months and they were the only class which I used 'time-out'. I was glad that we had no bad blood and we spent the remaining days playing 'dog and bone'. A competitive and sporting batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took over Andrew's class. This is probably the quietest class in APC, even till now. Their favourite past-time is talking softly in class. I can still remember how I forced Kai Jie to push in his chair everyday. The few memorable ones are cute Andrew, Joshua, Ze Hao, Edmund, Elijah, Krystelle and the girls who are always late! I wonder why did I not take any picture. I bet cause I was too tired from being pregnant with Valerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my 1st maternity break, I took over Ignatius' class. Took a year to build up the rapport with them. Too bad that I had to leave for my 2nd maternity after a year. Though I took a year to build the relationship, I do love everyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After returning in June, I took over the P3 and P1. A new challenge. I have never taught such young children before and I have to use slightly different methods. To be honest, I think I did a bad job at teaching them, especially the P1. Sigh. Too bad that I only spent a month with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I really can't bear to leave the children. They are simply so adorable and I felt guilty leaving them. I feel as if I left them in the lurch but I bet they probably cannot remember Ms Angela by next week. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhAsDWuJFI/AAAAAAAACds/8WGWxW5kNc4/s1600/last.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhAsDWuJFI/AAAAAAAACds/8WGWxW5kNc4/s400/last.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501218070392087634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crossed path with so many children but I still love Leonard the most. Saw him at the gate 6 months ago. Grew taller and thinner but cannot remember who I am anymore. To think I was once his saviour and he remembered it for monthsssssssss. Sad. *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, children lose their innocent looks as they grew slightly older. There is actually a huge difference when they are in P1 and P2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 3 years had a significant influence in my life. I love the children and I look forward to crossing path with them in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4953037482028580798?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4953037482028580798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4953037482028580798' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4953037482028580798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4953037482028580798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-past-3-years-i-spent-almost-every.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFhCPuAy7zI/AAAAAAAACeU/R6DbCGcvo6I/s72-c/old+favourites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7027500966957614371</id><published>2010-08-01T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:29:07.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a month of renovation, our new nest finally has a new look! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months ago, I was slightly disappointed with what I saw. I guess the eyes were playing tricks on me cause the flat looks spacious on the floor plan but the whole flat looked kinda small. Now that tiling and plastering is complete, I think the whole place has brightened and it looks bigger, brighter and spacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture of the new flat cause lightings, painting and carpentry are yet to completed. Anyway, even if it is completed, I doubt there will be any photo. Too lazy to take and upload but I must say my (small) featured wall tiles in the master bedroom toilet is gorgeous. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFRNheR5vVI/AAAAAAAACdk/arJygNRizCY/s1600/kitchen+sink.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFRNheR5vVI/AAAAAAAACdk/arJygNRizCY/s400/kitchen+sink.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500106282385390930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bec, my kitchen tap look something like this. Pro bo? Hahahaha. I welcome you to use my hotel-height toilet bowl. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: the excitement to moving into our new house is building up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-7027500966957614371?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7027500966957614371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7027500966957614371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7027500966957614371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7027500966957614371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/08/after-month-of-renovation-our-new-nest.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TFRNheR5vVI/AAAAAAAACdk/arJygNRizCY/s72-c/kitchen+sink.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-46653189099244326</id><published>2010-07-30T07:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T08:19:29.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only 7.50am and I am already awake and sitting in front of the pc! I love mornings (at times). Anyway, woke up extra early to hitch a ride from Darl to send Belle to my mum's place. I am glad I decided not to sleep in and attempt to bring her over when I am leaving for work later cause it is pouring now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Today is THE DAY! Totally different feeling as compared to leaving the previous company 3 years ago. 3 years ago, I was so saturated with work, the usual nonsense and etc etc that I actually felt a sense of relief when I tendered. Though I didn't have a new job after the tender, I felt happy. I felt happy cause I was freed from all those torments. Haha. Yes, it was torturous having to fight wars everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, I tendered cause I realised my philosophy is no longer aligned with the centre's. Instead of me changing over the years, I strongly believe the centre's mission deviated over the past 1 year. When I submitted my resignation 3 weeks ago, I did not feel that kind of relief I had 3 years ago. Maybe cause right from the beginning, I know this is not the place for me to stay (real) long, especially after I disagree with many of the centre's new implementations. I feel pretty neutral today. However, I really cannot bear to leave my children, the cute P1, my mischievous P3 and the stressful P6. To a certain extent, I feel that I am leaving them in the lurch but as I told some of them, I will definitely be contactable if they ever want/ need to look for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I am glad I do not have to go to work anymore!!!! Haha. So contradicting! I am glad I do not have to face people whom I do not like, especially (incapable) bootlickers. Actually, there isn't even the need to mention the word 'incapable' cause other than bootlicking, what can they do?! Hahaha. I am so good with my infer skills. Surprisingly, I am super pissed with 1 of the bootlickers. So pissed that I actually feel angry even just by looking at her. She must be one of the rare people whom I feel such strong piss-ness towards. Haha. I am so pissed that there are times I just want shout in her face. On a daily basis, I want tell her to wear something nicer. It is really an eyesore just looking at her. Eew~ Anyway, I am glad not having to see her anymore wearing her ugly clothes with her 'ta match' footwear, not having to hear her constantly calling for some child over the walkie talkie when the child had already gone home (Please listen to your walkie talkie for teachers' reply k. Don't just call and call cause you have an irritating voice), not having to listen to her talking about some nonsense (nonsense which makes me roll my eyes) or asking me irrelevant questions which I really do not want to answer (check the internet for answers lah since you have no GK - general knowledge if you do not know what it means) and locking your classroom when you want to stop your children from going in without permission. By the way, add-on rules happen as a result of the teacher being unable to control the children. When the teacher is unable to win the children over to follow the basic rules, more rules are implemented. Lives for children are made harder as a result of a teacher's incompetency. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am unhappy with the new implementations, not so much on the implementations which affect the teachers but rather those which affect the children. Sometimes, I wonder what's the objectives of these new implementations. Were they implemented for the genuine good of the children or just a control measure to 'showcase' their performance and hence, keep their rice bowl. I am very sure it is the latter. I see no genuine love for the children. Everything and everybody suxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-46653189099244326?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/46653189099244326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=46653189099244326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/46653189099244326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/46653189099244326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/07/only-7.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2049247150096297170</id><published>2010-07-27T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:37:24.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After close to a month of sending Isabelle to my mum's place in the morning and picking her up in the evening, I think I have finally gotten the hang of it. Initially, I found it to be a pretty tedious and tiring process. Imagine having to wake up extra early to send her over and rushing home after work to bring her home so that she can sleep at her usual bedtime. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that everything turns out fine. In fact, I am used to the travelling and am enjoying it. It even helps in my relationship with my family. :) My family has helped out a lot with Isabelle, so much so that I can always enojoy 2 free nights in a week and even on Saturday! Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TE76liS628I/AAAAAAAACdc/BkUfmOSX7xA/s1600/IMG_2728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TE76liS628I/AAAAAAAACdc/BkUfmOSX7xA/s400/IMG_2728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498607717834218434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle and her next favourite person, Gong Gong. Dad is definitely spoiling her with all the carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TE76bMR74EI/AAAAAAAACdU/BCS_Ypirp4w/s1600/IMG_2758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TE76bMR74EI/AAAAAAAACdU/BCS_Ypirp4w/s400/IMG_2758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498607540125818946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valerie, the next artist in making. Other than reading, she has been drawing a lot recently. Shall take a picture of her artworks and upload though they do not make much artistic sense. Just the usual kiddo scribbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love both my princesses. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-2049247150096297170?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2049247150096297170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2049247150096297170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2049247150096297170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2049247150096297170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-close-to-month-of-sending.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TE76liS628I/AAAAAAAACdc/BkUfmOSX7xA/s72-c/IMG_2728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5891862598709382255</id><published>2010-07-22T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:45:11.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;95% of the stuff in my dad's drawers are rubbish. Rubbish in the sense that they are stuff from lassssst time. 80% of these old stuff are not functional anymore and 90% are no longer being used. In short, they are just being 'stored' in the drawers. I think there are enough watches to be sold at a flea market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom, I always dig his drawers. Keke. I always love to see the kind of stuff he keeps such as cassette tapes and those old school recorded tapes. We had super many of the old shows loh but we do not even have a record player. I wonder if record players are still being sold since we have upgraded to VCD and DVD player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjzaoMAkI/AAAAAAAACdM/dVmLH6HQfRo/s1600/IMG_2718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjzaoMAkI/AAAAAAAACdM/dVmLH6HQfRo/s400/IMG_2718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496753080178049602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The nail clipper from our Primary School!!! This is 20 years old loh!!! I think I should re-possess this. It may be valuable in time to come. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjpf3mqfI/AAAAAAAACdE/OWpS3EDcCT0/s1600/IMG_2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjpf3mqfI/AAAAAAAACdE/OWpS3EDcCT0/s400/IMG_2722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496752909786196466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very 'in' thing 20 years ago - Polly Pocket! My one and only one! I treasured it so much back then that I refused to share with my god-sis. Haha. I remembered I was allowed to buy only one (expensive mah) so I took a long time before I decided on this. But all the figurines are gone now. Sad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjjzQ5ZaI/AAAAAAAACc8/E25IIPrw7hU/s1600/IMG_2720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjjzQ5ZaI/AAAAAAAACc8/E25IIPrw7hU/s400/IMG_2720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496752811913340322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mascot for instant noodle 出前一丁 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjduMINeI/AAAAAAAACc0/PQ1UXqyNqg0/s1600/IMG_2726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjduMINeI/AAAAAAAACc0/PQ1UXqyNqg0/s400/IMG_2726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496752707471947234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This must be the one and only game thingy by KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah Lau aye... Look at the stuff my dad keeps. I bet they are worth a lot or will be pretty valuable in time to come loh. Hmm... I shall go home to dig out more stuff. I remember we had the entire Hello Kitty set from Mac too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-5891862598709382255?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5891862598709382255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5891862598709382255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5891862598709382255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5891862598709382255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/07/95-of-stuff-in-my-dads-drawers-are.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TEhjzaoMAkI/AAAAAAAACdM/dVmLH6HQfRo/s72-c/IMG_2718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4032953516161500107</id><published>2010-07-12T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T00:19:35.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TDnuTHPiV2I/AAAAAAAACck/gE9LFiClAlA/s1600/clubz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TDnuTHPiV2I/AAAAAAAACck/gE9LFiClAlA/s400/clubz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492683232684169058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last I clubbed was in June 2009. Clubbing again after a year... 1st in 2010 and 1st @ Butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I enjoyed myself and will definitely go again (before Nov). Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4032953516161500107?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4032953516161500107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4032953516161500107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4032953516161500107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4032953516161500107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-i-clubbed-was-in-june-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TDnuTHPiV2I/AAAAAAAACck/gE9LFiClAlA/s72-c/clubz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6084237807203875504</id><published>2010-07-04T02:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T02:32:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After 10 long days, Darl is back!!! But with no bags for me. Sad :&lt; Lu, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late this morning. Tired. The day passed super quickly. Woke up just before 12 noon, washed up and went over to my parents' place to pick Isabelle. After dropping both girls home, Dad accompanied me to the new house for a quick inspection on the renovation progress and had late lunch at the nice Bak Kut Teh stall. Before I could even rest, Darl reached and I went out to pick him home. By time we reached home, it was time to prepare for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very very last minute, I decided to bring Val along for the dinner. Bec lah... Nan de I am free and finally dress up for once, she is not free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TC990wWbEDI/AAAAAAAACcQ/8-pE43gix70/s1600/IMG_2647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TC990wWbEDI/AAAAAAAACcQ/8-pE43gix70/s400/IMG_2647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489744816073543730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val is very well-behaved at the dinner. She spent her time pinching my food (ie: Shark Fins), drawing, playing bubbles and playing with other guests. She is just sooooooooooooo lovely. Just when we were leaving, she kissed goodbye to everyone. Soooooooooo sweet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really amazed that she can sit throughout the whole dinner and yet, behave so exceptionally well. I am so proud of her excellent behaviour and I can't thank her enough on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TC99vIinj_I/AAAAAAAACcI/isyE4LdqpvA/s1600/IMG_2648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TC99vIinj_I/AAAAAAAACcI/isyE4LdqpvA/s400/IMG_2648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489744719487930354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just Jess Mei and me. The rest of the guys are all overseas. Sad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6084237807203875504?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6084237807203875504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6084237807203875504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6084237807203875504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6084237807203875504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-10-long-days-darl-is-back-but.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TC990wWbEDI/AAAAAAAACcQ/8-pE43gix70/s72-c/IMG_2647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6407862858719878779</id><published>2010-06-29T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:51:19.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was on leave for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked Grandma for lunch at Auntie Susie's centre. Promised to let this sassy princess to play at the centre when we sent Grandma back. Val enjoyed the play as much she sweated. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRdfWJjgI/AAAAAAAACb4/WooK82eak20/s1600/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRdfWJjgI/AAAAAAAACb4/WooK82eak20/s400/IMG_2620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487866450511760898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She always has this thing for car. Seeing 5-6 cars in the centre, she was extremely thrilled. Since she is a guest, the other children had to give the car to her. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRXr5AAtI/AAAAAAAACbw/689hv2FxqnM/s1600/IMG_2624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRXr5AAtI/AAAAAAAACbw/689hv2FxqnM/s400/IMG_2624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487866350799946450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She simply enjoys 'driving'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRSNnYnwI/AAAAAAAACbo/ANzhIZkT-JE/s1600/IMG_2627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRSNnYnwI/AAAAAAAACbo/ANzhIZkT-JE/s400/IMG_2627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487866256773652226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Super serious throughout the play. Yes, driving requires concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRLqaxrDI/AAAAAAAACbg/h_YuJhgABfA/s1600/IMG_2628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRLqaxrDI/AAAAAAAACbg/h_YuJhgABfA/s400/IMG_2628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487866144246311986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yet curious about what others are doing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRFJ7EEpI/AAAAAAAACbY/L6CS_xZldt0/s1600/IMG_2629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRFJ7EEpI/AAAAAAAACbY/L6CS_xZldt0/s400/IMG_2629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487866032444150418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than turning the steering wheel, going forward and backward, she spent the rest of the time getting in and out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a a video of her getting in and out of the car to re-fuel her car. File is too big to be upload. Shall try uploading in FB when I got more spare time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6407862858719878779?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6407862858719878779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6407862858719878779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6407862858719878779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6407862858719878779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/was-on-leave-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCjRdfWJjgI/AAAAAAAACb4/WooK82eak20/s72-c/IMG_2620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3752830799393901860</id><published>2010-06-28T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:02:05.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything - wang leehom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darl, Happy 2nd Wedding Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/nJoHGU4jbRw/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJoHGU4jbRw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJoHGU4jbRw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;故事里的 起承转合 有一些忘记&lt;br /&gt;做了多少错误的选择&lt;br /&gt;原来波折 才暗示着 该走的方向&lt;br /&gt;指引你我来到这一刻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算别人 都说 我们没什么出息&lt;br /&gt;不可能会这样轻易放弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause You're My Everything&lt;br /&gt;就一个原因  让我勇敢面对这个世界&lt;br /&gt;想给你Everything&lt;br /&gt;不管用多少个明天 永远从此刻开始算起&lt;br /&gt;你的爱是我的Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遥 远天际 巧合相遇 有多少几率&lt;br /&gt;多少烟火 坠落无痕迹&lt;br /&gt;因为幸福 没有捷径 难免要绕道&lt;br /&gt;不被看好越是要走到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算别人 都说 我们没什么出息&lt;br /&gt;不可能会这样轻易放弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就是Everything&lt;br /&gt;就这个原因 让我勇敢面对这个世界&lt;br /&gt;想给你 Everything&lt;br /&gt;只要你说一声愿意 所有的未来才有意义&lt;br /&gt;你的爱是我的Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause You're  My Everything&lt;br /&gt;就一个原因 让我勇敢面对这个世界&lt;br /&gt;想给你Everything&lt;br /&gt;不管用多少个明天  永远从此刻开始算起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就是Everything&lt;br /&gt;就如这个原因 我会永远记住这种感觉&lt;br /&gt;想给你Everything&lt;br /&gt;只 要你说一声愿意 所有的未来才有意义&lt;br /&gt;你的爱是我的Everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-3752830799393901860?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3752830799393901860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3752830799393901860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3752830799393901860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3752830799393901860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/everything-wang-leehom.html' title='Everything - wang leehom'/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7298141416671741986</id><published>2010-06-27T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T22:31:05.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday is always church day for the family. Just before Darl flew off, I told myself I will give church a miss this weekend. In the end, I decided to go church as per every other sundays and even suggested shopping for the girls at Vivo after service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCddnz_qPeI/AAAAAAAACbQ/pRnpG8coLo8/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCddnz_qPeI/AAAAAAAACbQ/pRnpG8coLo8/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487457609527737826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So miss Isabelle!!! Finally back home with me after spending 2 nights over my parents' place. Well... If my mil still cannot cope, I will probably 'deposit' her at my mum's place when I am at work for next week but definitely no more staying over. If me being the main caregiver for Isabelle (at night) did not complain of tiredness, I do not see why I should let Isabelle be separated from me and Val. Hmm... 'Depositing' Isabelle at my mum's place is not a long term solution. I am only resorting to this cause Darl is not around. My parents' place is not a dumping ground for my kids loh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCddjzuvcSI/AAAAAAAACbI/JRtw2v7Syr4/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCddjzuvcSI/AAAAAAAACbI/JRtw2v7Syr4/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487457540737298722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I suggested shopping at Vivo cause one of my colleagues gave me a 30% discount voucher for Pumpkin Patch. Keke. Made full use of it and bought the above attire for Val, 2 rompers and 2 pairs of socks for Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCddg9xvocI/AAAAAAAACbA/YrxQDbBhrWc/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCddg9xvocI/AAAAAAAACbA/YrxQDbBhrWc/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487457491894641090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val is so pretty!!! Char and I prefer her with the top tucked in. With her little tummy, she is simply irresistible. This shall be her out for next Sunday, wore specially for Daddy only. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-7298141416671741986?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7298141416671741986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7298141416671741986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7298141416671741986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7298141416671741986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-is-always-church-day-for-family.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCddnz_qPeI/AAAAAAAACbQ/pRnpG8coLo8/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5974831029936300852</id><published>2010-06-27T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T22:22:40.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss Isabelle so much!!! Since my mil cannot cope looking after the 2 girls by herself, I had no choice but to send Isabelle to my place. My mum was very nice to look after Isabelle for the past 2 nights despite she has to look after another 2 kids. Surprisingly, my mum coped pretty well and even commented that Isabelle is a easy baby to look after. To my greatest surprise, my mum volunteers to look after her without demanding or expecting any monetary from me. I am really grateful for this gesture as my mum's main focus is always $$$$$$. This is probably the first time in my life that she sincerely offers her help without expecting any returns. I guess family members are the only ones who will stand by you throughout regardless of how you have treated them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCYnBEn20hI/AAAAAAAACa4/hXAw4g-smPY/s1600/IMG_2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCYnBEn20hI/AAAAAAAACa4/hXAw4g-smPY/s400/IMG_2609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487116095371792914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val didn't really get along well with my family till she is much older. She was really well-behaved this dinner. She even let my dad and brother carry her. Surprisingly, she even brought my brother shopping. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we end the night, I told my mum we should have dinners like this on weekends but she is always working on weekends. Surprisingly, she told she does not mind skipping work once a month to have dinner with us. Impressed with her improvement! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-5974831029936300852?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5974831029936300852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5974831029936300852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5974831029936300852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5974831029936300852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-isabelle-so-much-since-my-mil.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCYnBEn20hI/AAAAAAAACa4/hXAw4g-smPY/s72-c/IMG_2609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7674980151010861739</id><published>2010-06-26T16:17:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T17:09:47.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bec complains that my blog is stagnant. Bec also complains that my blog has no visual. Well... Since Char has helped to resolve the cammy problem, I can upload photos le!!! Since I can upload photos, it means that my blog will (most probably) not be stagnant anymore. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW65-eMNtI/AAAAAAAACaw/28clvSod6s4/s1600/girls.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW65-eMNtI/AAAAAAAACaw/28clvSod6s4/s400/girls.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486997226205755090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Met up with Bec and Yvon for a good bitching session. It was my first time drinking Asahi. It tastes good! I will try it again next time. Didn't drink much cause I was driving and I haven't been drinking for around a year. Shall take things slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the girls' make-up. They wore the define or dunno what lens, apply mascara and put on the fake eyelashes. I pale so much in comparison. Bec, to be honest, I am tempted to do up my eyes after seeing this picture. Haha. Yet, I am hesitant. I do not wish to rely on those. I believe it will just make me lose confidence in myself totally. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my own girls... A lot of people have been asking me if Valerie will be jealous of Isabelle. I am proud of Valerie that she is not jealous of Isabelle. Well, in the first few days, Valerie did displayed jealousy. Not exactly jealousy but when she saw us carrying Isabelle, she will want our attention immediately too. Her case is more jialat with my mil but cannot be helped cause my mil had been sticking to her since birth. That's why in return, Valerie sticks to her. So who is the root of this 'stickiness'? Whatever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the months passed by, Valerie has learned to love and care for Isabelle. Even with the new addition of Isabelle, we never fail to give Valerie her attention. I guess she realise that there isn't much difference to our love and attention even when Isabelle is around so she has fully accepted Isabelle. Valerie is a good elder sister as she will feed Isabelle milk (though for around 10 sec), attempt to carry her when Isabelle cries, plays with her (though a bit rough) and kiss her (though Val will always clean her mouth after kissing Isabelle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW623iuYPI/AAAAAAAACao/yZlTQX5bB68/s1600/jie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW623iuYPI/AAAAAAAACao/yZlTQX5bB68/s400/jie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486997172806115570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See Valerie is 'sayang-ing' Isabelle's head though it is pretty obvious that Isabelle doesn't quite like it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6xZ6C0uI/AAAAAAAACaY/Lu6ZeN9hNv8/s1600/lashes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6xZ6C0uI/AAAAAAAACaY/Lu6ZeN9hNv8/s400/lashes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486997078951514850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like I mentioned in my previous entry, Isabelle has long eyelashes. Long right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6u7B5FRI/AAAAAAAACaQ/efC13wbPtqY/s1600/happy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6u7B5FRI/AAAAAAAACaQ/efC13wbPtqY/s400/happy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486997036303193362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our 2nd happy princess getting prettier each day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6shKYPLI/AAAAAAAACaI/L3J2DZy6w1Q/s1600/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6shKYPLI/AAAAAAAACaI/L3J2DZy6w1Q/s400/pretty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486996994999729330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6pzo8VAI/AAAAAAAACaA/lSQpz0qlK2o/s1600/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW6pzo8VAI/AAAAAAAACaA/lSQpz0qlK2o/s400/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486996948420154370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle is getting playful and talkative. No playing or talking to her before or during milk time, if not she will not drink her milk and keep smiling and talking non-stop. Despite being playing, she is still a sleepyhead. Her latest record is waking up at 1pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW51Vsm3fI/AAAAAAAACZ4/vGdemqQ4aN0/s1600/makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW51Vsm3fI/AAAAAAAACZ4/vGdemqQ4aN0/s400/makeup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486996047029263858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Isabelle is slowly getting more playful and more aware of her surroundings, Valerie is growing up fast. Can't really talk yet but can understand every single thing we said. As usual, she is observant and loves to stare at people. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring or rather observing me as I apply my lip gloss. This little girl actually applies my blusher and lipstick to her face before. Disastrous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW4GxEir9I/AAAAAAAACZo/nL9UYXEtAho/s1600/heels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW4GxEir9I/AAAAAAAACZo/nL9UYXEtAho/s400/heels.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486994147411931090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like every other girls, she is into shoes too! And definitely into shopping. She loves to carry shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess, rem that day we met for lunch @ 313. I bought a pair  of shoes after parting ways with you. Valerie dragged my shopping bag all the way from 313 to Paragon. She acted as if she is the proud owner of that pair of shoes. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW4D_vsOBI/AAAAAAAACZg/VS2dfh5vSQM/s1600/housework.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW4D_vsOBI/AAAAAAAACZg/VS2dfh5vSQM/s400/housework.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486994099811399698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the phase of imitating adults. Doing housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW3_oXVgEI/AAAAAAAACZY/sQiuJXbJlWI/s1600/grocery.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW3_oXVgEI/AAAAAAAACZY/sQiuJXbJlWI/s400/grocery.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486994024815755330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helping with the grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW36Nb-bfI/AAAAAAAACZQ/oQ1Q6vZh1CM/s1600/run.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW36Nb-bfI/AAAAAAAACZQ/oQ1Q6vZh1CM/s400/run.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486993931688111602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlene hiam-ed that Valerie was walking too slowly and told her to walk a bit faster. This little princess heeded Charlene's instructions and ran. Isn't she adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW31Zc1V0I/AAAAAAAACZI/iuafvaxMRsg/s1600/duckie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW31Zc1V0I/AAAAAAAACZI/iuafvaxMRsg/s400/duckie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486993849013589826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evidence of her and her shopping loot. Jess, this was how she dragged my shopping bag too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW3pnAHncI/AAAAAAAACZA/fD-5wy19mvs/s1600/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW3pnAHncI/AAAAAAAACZA/fD-5wy19mvs/s400/me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486993646492818882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With her longer hair, she definitely looks more like a girl now. Still can't take my eyes off her. Love her to the max!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Isabelle to the max too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&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/8077977149569398616-7674980151010861739?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7674980151010861739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7674980151010861739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7674980151010861739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7674980151010861739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/bec-complains-that-my-blog-is-stagnant.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCW65-eMNtI/AAAAAAAACaw/28clvSod6s4/s72-c/girls.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-98011145639629698</id><published>2010-06-23T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:59:47.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCDqPQrQRnI/AAAAAAAACY4/N6u3pmw1fT0/s1600/magnum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCDqPQrQRnI/AAAAAAAACY4/N6u3pmw1fT0/s400/magnum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485641894032590450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since the very first launch of the its advertisement, I thought it should be worth trying the ice cream. Been wanting to buy since its initial launch but it has been out of stock in the supermarkets. Char managed to get it last week and I tried it this afternoon. Hmm... I can only say Wall's definitely has a huge advertising budget and this Magnum Gold is way over-rated. Basically, it is so sweet that I got sick of it when I finished 1/3 of it. Considering that I do have quite a sweet tooth (especially for chocolate), I think Magnum Gold not only tastes too sweet but it tastes rather ... hmm... not nice? Their original is much much better. My verdict: Tried it once and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-98011145639629698?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/98011145639629698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=98011145639629698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/98011145639629698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/98011145639629698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/since-very-first-launch-of-its.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TCDqPQrQRnI/AAAAAAAACY4/N6u3pmw1fT0/s72-c/magnum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2053380583779430252</id><published>2010-06-21T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:51:49.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't believe that my last entry was 20 days ago! I didn't even realise it has been that long since my last update. I guess life has been pretty much mundane/ stagnant and that probably explains for the absence of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maternity leave is more or less coming to an end. If everything goes well, I should be back to work next Monday. It has been a pretty routine month for me. Daily routine includes waking up at the same time as Isabelle (I am glad that Isabelle is a sleepyhead so I do not have to wake up at unearthly hours like 7am. :) Val wakes up much earlier than Isabelle.), bathing Isabelle, more or less taking care of the 2 girls (especially Isabelle) in the day, going for Val's daily walk. It is just the same old stuff everyday except that I started bringing Val out on my own. Mummy-daughter bonding time. Darl started bringing Val out on his own too. :) I am so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't progressing as smoothly as I wish to but I know it will only get better in the future. I am looking forward to moving to our new house (hopefully not later than Sept). House renovation matters are more or less confirmed. All thanks to Darl's coordination. :) Like I mentioned to Darl nights ago, I am not happy. However, I will hang on to everything just for his sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-2053380583779430252?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2053380583779430252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2053380583779430252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2053380583779430252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2053380583779430252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-believe-that-my-last-entry-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5520926327004047908</id><published>2010-06-01T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:29:47.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been a long time since I last updated my blog... Been wanting to post some updates on the girls, especially Isabelle. Her looks are changing. She is getting chubby but still much slimmer compared to the other babies. Keke. A pity that my own laptop and desktop are unable to read Char's camera. Shall try to get Hong to resolve the problem for me soon... For anyone who is interested in Isabelle's progress, just try to visualize first k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes, Isabelle is getting cuter. If Valerie is pretty, Isabelle is definitely cute. While Valerie has very defined double eyelids, Isabelle has only single eyelids. However, Isabelle has the longest eyelashes loh!!! Long and curvy!!! Char took a photo of her eyelashes. If possible, I will try uploading it by this weekend. *cross my fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nearly 2 months of waiting, we can finally start renovation soon. I guess renovation should be starting in 2 weeks' time after HDB's approval for the hacking of one wall. I must say... Renovation is no easy task but I am so blessed with Darl around to do all the research. Design checked. Tiles checked. Bathroom accessories checked. Kitchen checked. Left only the lights to be settled on Saturday. Maybe I am ignorant. Maybe I am lazy. I never expect that buying of bathroom accessories can be a task too and the things are definitely not cheap. Well... Just like buying of the toilet bowl. Initially, I was like 'toilet bowl nia. very easy one mah.' However, I was taken aback when there were a few designs tagged at different pricing and we even have to try out the toilet. I think I must have been very ignorant cause I thought I could just walk into the shop and simply buy a toilet bowl. Though it was a task, I agreed with Darl that it was quite a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TAPrlU6ohoI/AAAAAAAACYo/-PDypdBZilI/s1600/Iron_Man_2_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TAPrlU6ohoI/AAAAAAAACYo/-PDypdBZilI/s400/Iron_Man_2_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480598314976898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught Iron Man 2 twice. Nah... It was not cause the movie was that interesting but rather, the film 'burnt' one us the 1st time round. We were 1.5 hours into the movie when the film just burnt. Apparently, it happened on the previous night too. Since the cinema was unable to resolve the problem after 2 failed attempts, we were compensated with tickets redeemable for any movie, any time. The crux of the issue is not so much on the compensation but rather, the time spent. We already spent 1.5 hours in the theater watching the movie. Though we were compensated with free tickets, we have to find the time to re-watch the movie again. We caught the movie 2 weeks later but we only went into the theater an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is fine. Basically, it just live up to its expectation loh. What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TAPrfYkf_8I/AAAAAAAACYg/XDRKlZtPBVY/s1600/Prince_of_Persia_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TAPrfYkf_8I/AAAAAAAACYg/XDRKlZtPBVY/s400/Prince_of_Persia_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480496216670146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This movie is free too!!! Keke. Storyline is fine but the fighting scenes make me giddy. Everything is turning at such a fast speed that for a split moment, I thought I was watching a 3D movie without the glasses. For those who had ever remove their 3D glasses during the movie will fully understand my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-5520926327004047908?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5520926327004047908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5520926327004047908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5520926327004047908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5520926327004047908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-long-time-since-i-last-updated-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/TAPrlU6ohoI/AAAAAAAACYo/-PDypdBZilI/s72-c/Iron_Man_2_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-491579951163682767</id><published>2010-05-05T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:03:48.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I have recovered from my emotion instability. Keke. The week started off pretty well for me and I have been feeling rather happy and chirpy. I think having some personal space and time really help a lot and I forsee that this good mood will last throughout the week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darl and I brought Val out for shopping!!! This is our 1st shopping trip. Other than going back my place and the super short grocery trips, we hardly bring Val out on our own. This is the 1st new experience for the both of us cause neither my mil nor Char was around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st destination was Suntec as we were planning to stock up on the girls' formula since Carrefour was having a promotion. As parking was full, Darl had to park at Convention Centre instead. Keke. As a result, I got a new top from Promod. I love the new top, something which wasn't my style. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 3 of us took a slow walk to Carrefour. After the purchase, we headed for Vivo for more shopping and dinner. Dinner was good but we didn't really shop over at Vivo. This season's clothes aren't really that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this is our 1st trip, we are still learning from the new experience. Though I (purposely) brought my camera out, we didn't manage to take any photos cause we didn't have the extra time. It wasn't exactly that tiring or busy but like Darl said, it is a new experience so we are still learning, learning how to bring Val to toilet without others' help, taking note of Val's eating time etc etc. I must say this is a good trip and we are definitely going to have more of such trips. I really enjoy it so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having personal space and time brightens up my day. I pretty much enjoyed the day with the dental visit and foot treatment despite the short disturbance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned home after a lunch with Lu, Dennis, Jo Chia and Valerie. Though Lu mentioned about meeting up today but it was confirmed until this morning. Lu made a trip down to my place to see the 2 girls. After which, we decided to head out for lunch with Valerie. (I was intending to go out with Valerie alone anyway.) It was nice timing that Dennis and Jo Chia were free for lunch so we made the trip down to GWC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie was pretty well-behaved during the long lunch session. She kept herself pretty much entertained by playing with the sushi conveyor belt and the boy at the next table. Keke. She needs a playmate. She enjoys playing with others. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Dennis and Jo Chia headed back for work, we took a short walk around GWC while waiting for Wilson. They were even nice enough to send us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the week and I am definitely looking forward to the rest of the week, especially Saturday. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-491579951163682767?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/491579951163682767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=491579951163682767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/491579951163682767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/491579951163682767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think-i-have-recovered-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3050035356818825272</id><published>2010-04-30T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T17:06:25.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My emotions have been rather unstable. I realise I haven't feel happiness for a long time. I have only been feeling bad, worse or worst. I am unable to feel any (real) joy. Even my favourite shows do not perk me up as much as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darl never fails to cheer me up but it doesn't work as effectively anymore. I do (still) break into a smile when I see his face but it doesn't relieve me of the emotions in me. In fact, I am being overwhelmed by my emotions and I am unable to  break free. In fact, I can sense myself sinking into depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unable to relate my thoughts and feelings to anyone. Darl thinks that I will get better after resuming church. I guess it will help. I know I will feel better if I let go of it completely but it is not that simple. I am already trying my very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know of anyone who can understand me. I am feeling so desperate and delicate that anything can trigger me into depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet maybe I should rejoice that things will not get any worse. What else can I not tolerate when I can't even find a corner to hide my emotions and tears now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-3050035356818825272?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3050035356818825272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3050035356818825272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3050035356818825272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3050035356818825272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-emotions-have-been-rather-unstable.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6198759041571858447</id><published>2010-04-30T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:42:33.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S9qVuzpSvgI/AAAAAAAACYY/jp6GYKaUN5U/s1600/IpMan2Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S9qVuzpSvgI/AAAAAAAACYY/jp6GYKaUN5U/s400/IpMan2Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465845729137442306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught Ip Man 2 yesterday! I simply love the movie, or rather I love Donnie Yen. He is so cute and handsome. Haha. Similar to Ip Man, this movie is light-hearted, witty and funny in the beginning. The 2nd half concentrated on the awesome fighting scenes. I would say this is a well-balanced movie and I strongly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6198759041571858447?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6198759041571858447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6198759041571858447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6198759041571858447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6198759041571858447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/caught-ip-man-2-yesterday-i-simply-love.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S9qVuzpSvgI/AAAAAAAACYY/jp6GYKaUN5U/s72-c/IpMan2Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-8733795332339682604</id><published>2010-04-27T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:44:36.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a mummy of 2, I try my best to 'assist' my 2 girls in being bilingual by conversing with them in both English and Mandarin. As Val is only 17 months, it is way too early to assess her linguistic skills. However, I am sure that she can converse pretty well in both languages in the years to come. As for the written portion, it can only be assessed a few years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the recent announcement of the change in Mother Tongue weighting in PSLE, I personally do not see the rationale behind this initiative (with particular reference to Chinese only). I guess the poor results (in Chinese) of majority of the students probably prompted this initiative. Instead of trying to raise the standard of the students or at least arouse the students' interest in the subject, we are just making unnecessary adjustment/ leeway which will eventually just kill the subject in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By cutting the weightage, the younger generation will have the misconception that the language is not important and will be even less willing and motivated to learn the language. This is not helping the younger generation. Under the current system, the students could barely cope with the language. With the cut in weightage, I am sure the students will probably 'give up' on the subject and concentrate on the 'main cores'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cut in weightage will only benefit the weaker students. What about the stronger students? Instead of the relieving the burden off the weaker students, the system should be rewarding those who are willing to work hard and excel in the subject. By reducing the weighting, we are 'punishing' these stronger students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this new implementation, I worry about the consequences in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-8733795332339682604?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8733795332339682604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=8733795332339682604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8733795332339682604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8733795332339682604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-mummy-of-2-i-try-my-best-to-assist.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2860983902466777598</id><published>2010-04-21T15:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:14:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With Val getting more interactive and responsive, it is inevitable that most of our attention is being channeled to Val. Cannot be helped also cause Belle is still too young to take part in any meaningful activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val is definitely one cheeky girl. I was trying to coax her to take her afternoon nap yesterday. Since she is older and heavier, I no longer carry her and rock her to sleep. Since she was still in her playful mode, I feigned sleep hoping that she would follow suit. Instead of falling asleep, she did the below stunts before sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Shout for me aloud&lt;br /&gt;2) Fake cries (cause I ignored her shouting)&lt;br /&gt;3) Dig my nose&lt;br /&gt;4) Poke my eyes&lt;br /&gt;5) Touch my eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that all her stunts failed, she lied down on bed and played with my mil's hp till she is soooooooooooooo tired that she fell asleep in the midst of the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Realised that Belle is growing at a faster rate than Val. Will only know how much weight she has gained after her check-up on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86vtSz7fpI/AAAAAAAACYQ/mmuOkGw-lxA/s1600/P07-04-10_15.01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86vtSz7fpI/AAAAAAAACYQ/mmuOkGw-lxA/s400/P07-04-10_15.01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462496590725611154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken on 7 Apr, around 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86vlugTdEI/AAAAAAAACYI/uTto76_oyO8/s1600/P21-04-10_14.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86vlugTdEI/AAAAAAAACYI/uTto76_oyO8/s400/P21-04-10_14.25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462496460720534594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken Today, 21 Apr. She is getting so round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86valDFqhI/AAAAAAAACYA/iS-lL_8JybQ/s1600/P21-04-10_14.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86valDFqhI/AAAAAAAACYA/iS-lL_8JybQ/s400/P21-04-10_14.27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462496269203515922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case the above picture does not show how round she is getting, she is really rounder. The picture may be slightly exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86vK8l70hI/AAAAAAAACX4/DMKUn41csJs/s1600/P21-04-10_15.00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86vK8l70hI/AAAAAAAACX4/DMKUn41csJs/s400/P21-04-10_15.00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462496000645779986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she resembles 'la bi xiao xin' with her eyebrows at this angle. Keke. I didn't watch the cartoon when I was pregnant with Belle though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes... I think Val is pretty while Belle is cute. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-2860983902466777598?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2860983902466777598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2860983902466777598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2860983902466777598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2860983902466777598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-val-getting-more-interactive-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S86vtSz7fpI/AAAAAAAACYQ/mmuOkGw-lxA/s72-c/P07-04-10_15.01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1314045696140087158</id><published>2010-04-20T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:08:17.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S815dGaWetI/AAAAAAAACXo/plvimvcOmHM/s1600/P20-04-10_15.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S815dGaWetI/AAAAAAAACXo/plvimvcOmHM/s400/P20-04-10_15.09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462155463914584786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 2nd day of freedom!!! Keke. Since I am allowed to step out of the house, we made a short grocery trip. After spending the entire month with Val, I can't help but love her more!!! She is so pretty and cute. I love and envy her eyes loh!!! She looks like a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val is picking up more short phrases. There is a distinct difference between her tone of speech now and a few months back. She used to be louder. Now, she talks very gently loh. So sweet~ Keke. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a good day. :) I managed to fit into my pre-pregnancy bottoms. Keke. It was totally unexpected!!! I was unable to decide which dress to wear when the thought of trying my old shorts struck me. I was not expecting to be able to fit into it. I was trying to see how much more weight do I have to lose before I can fit into my old bottoms. To my pleasant surprise, I fit into it pretty easily. Keke. Now I can continue snacking without any worries. :) Finally, I can wear my pretty new skinny jeans and my brand new denim skirt. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-1314045696140087158?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1314045696140087158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1314045696140087158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1314045696140087158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1314045696140087158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-2nd-day-of-freedom-keke.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S815dGaWetI/AAAAAAAACXo/plvimvcOmHM/s72-c/P20-04-10_15.09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-17210599728855037</id><published>2010-04-19T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:04:22.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With my mil and Char in church, Collin out of town and maid on leave, I spent nearly the whole of Sunday alone with Hong and the 2 girls. It wasn't as bad as I think. Keke. Frankly speaking, I was a little worried. I was not worried about the girls but rather, worried about looking after the girls together with Hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe as we have so many family members living under one roof, Hong always 'delegate' stuff to others, even looking after Valerie. I used to get pretty frustrated and angry with him. Usually, he will come home complaining tired and then. go for his rest/ nap. After feeling refreshed, he will just go on with his usual activities. No doubt he does play with Valerie but it is never 'proper taking care of her' thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel deprived. Taking today for an example. Though I am on maternity leave, I hardly have time for myself and I seriously hate it when Hong points the finger at me for not doing anything though I am at home the whole day. Though I am at home the whole day, I hardly have time!!! All my time is taken up by the 2 girls. Valerie is so sticky that I can't even go online in peace. She will want to watch her videos when I ever on the comp. How to do anything? Finally when Val went to sleep at 3.30pm just now, Belle started her "session". With my mil accompanying Val for her nap and the maid preparing dinner, I have to coax the crying infant while trying desperately to go online. I am just starting my daily tiny bit of online leisure. I had yet to go into the serious stuff yet. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can't wait to go back to work. Like I mentioned in my previous post, I can never be SAHM. I will go mad. I will never have the patience to look after them 24/7. I mean I need my own space. I am even typing this entry with Belle sleeping on my lap. Arrgh. Everything is so sucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to yesterday... Hong did much better than I expect. He took care of Val while I was doing my routine stuff, taking care of Belle and doing that little bit of housework. Thanks Darl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think of it... It has been ages since I last do any housework. I used to clean my own room, wash the dishes and a bit of other housework at home. Since we have a maid, there is no need to do anything. However, I will seriously prefer not to have a maid. In fact, I believe the house will be neater and cleaner without a maid. With reference to my current maid, the kind of housework she does is so slipshod. I seriously do not understand why she just cannot follow instructions on a long term basis. I told her before to clean the room thoroughly on a weekly basis. She will do it for 2 weeks and then that's it! Then I have to instruct her again and the cycle just continues. The cleaning is not thorough also. I see the room in the same mess after cleaning. On a few occasions, I do clean the room thoroughly myself but it doesn't make sense for me to do it that often when we have a maid. Right? Even the keeping of clothes bother me. Our dear maid will always help to keep our clothes in the cupboard. I can understand if she doesn't know how we keep the folded clothes so I do not mind when she just chuck the whole pile in the cupboard. However, I do mind when she chuck almost the whole pile (comprise of Hong's and my clothes) in my section and somehow put another 2 pieces of MY clothes in Hong's section. Seriously, anyone can tell by one glance that the upper deck is my section and the lower deck is Hong's section. I seriously give up on her and I can't be bothered to instruct her. At this point, I only want to see all the surfaces clean. I can't wait to send her back when her contract is up. I can't wait to have a clean house after she is gone. For the sake of a clean and really dust-free house, I do not mind doing housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am in my bad mood again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-17210599728855037?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/17210599728855037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=17210599728855037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/17210599728855037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/17210599728855037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-my-mil-and-char-in-church-collin.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3313812489814630496</id><published>2010-04-18T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:36:52.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S8r3iJhEKqI/AAAAAAAACXg/KFJvi4kWv0g/s1600/Clashofthetitansremakeposter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S8r3iJhEKqI/AAAAAAAACXg/KFJvi4kWv0g/s400/Clashofthetitansremakeposter1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461449664182364834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since Isabelle's baby shower was postponed, Darl and I went or a movie date instead. It was a short date. We had an unsatisfying late lunch before we caught the movie at Causeway Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us had never caught a 3D movie before so we gave it a try. I am not sure is it due to the theatre or the movie or whatever but I could hardly tell that it is a 3D movie!!! It is a total waste of 14 bucks per ticket!!! Other than the SUPER OBVIOUS 3D subtitles, I NEVER realised when is it 3D or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the storyline, I find nothing fantastic about it. I do not understand why was the movie so in demand when it was first released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was slightly confused by the characters. Keke. If I am not wrong, my last movie was 'Percy Jackson' which had almost the same characters but the "same" characters are casted so differently in both especially Hades. Keke. Interesting contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-3313812489814630496?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3313812489814630496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3313812489814630496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3313812489814630496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3313812489814630496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/since-isabelles-baby-shower-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S8r3iJhEKqI/AAAAAAAACXg/KFJvi4kWv0g/s72-c/Clashofthetitansremakeposter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1388797480163998393</id><published>2010-04-16T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:26:07.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Confinement is coming to an end soon!!! Feel so happy that it is nearing the end cause that means that I can shower everyday, enjoy the coolness from the fan and the freedom to go out!!! It is not as if I will be going out everyday but I very much prefer when I have the option and freedom to go out. I guess it is just human nature. When you are confined at home, you yearn to go out but when you have the freedom to go out, you find yourself staying at home instead. Haha. Human are contradicting creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most unbearable during confinement is the heat. Imagine you are not allowed to bath (on a daily basis) and not allowed to on the fan, it is actually a torture! You feel 10 times hotter than usual. Things are made worse when you have a strict husband like Hong who actually ji siao siao attempts to sleep without air con too. I will seriously move out at once if he didn't allow me to on the air con at night. Imagine yourself without shower, yet having long hair, sleeping in a room without air con and the fan is not even blowing at you!!! It is beyond imagination unless you go through it yourself. Hong claims he can do it but I seriously doubt so. It is so hot that I actually can sweat buckets. Hmm... I wonder how did the people in the olden days actually not shower for the entire month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel it has been a tough month. Putting the confinement aside, I personally feel it has been a tough month due to our new sleeping arrangement. It has nothing to do with the babies but somehow since we vacated from our master bedroom, we have been sharing the room with Val and my mil. It is a tough period cos I am unable to spend some private time with Hong. Since we are sharing the room, I was unable to find some private space to talk to Hong alone. It is not as if I am sharing some top secret with him only but I guess all those who are married will agree that couples sometimes just need that private space alone. Haha. I miss the times when I watched TV on the bed while Hong is playing games on the PC (though I was complaining about him playing and playing back then). I think I can still cope with it for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to sleeping on our new bed in the new house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-1388797480163998393?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1388797480163998393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1388797480163998393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1388797480163998393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1388797480163998393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/confinement-is-coming-to-end-soon-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6546108671550313063</id><published>2010-04-08T10:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:07:02.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just had my 1st post natal massage yesterday. Shiok. Keke. I always like massages. I can still remember the days when we used to go for our monthly massages during our lunch breaks. Not forgetting the monthly mani and pedi sessions. Keke. Those are the days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I am into my 3rd week of confinement. Getting real bored at home. Though I am getting bored, I am also becoming so nua that I can't get myself to do anything. I just allow myself to nua the whole day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned earlier, Valerie had a bad fall on Monday. This mischievous girl climbed onto the pram and stood up. Obviously the pram was unable to tahan her weight and she smacked her face right onto the floor. It was a loud thud and her lips was bleeding quite badly. Other than the cut at her inner lips, she did not hurt herself anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71C3Tx9heI/AAAAAAAACXY/M0_8v_W-3qs/s1600/v1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71C3Tx9heI/AAAAAAAACXY/M0_8v_W-3qs/s400/v1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591841412974050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valerie after the fall. See the swelling at her lips? Not that obvious here but she kinda look like 'Ah Fu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71C0uOuD4I/AAAAAAAACXQ/sWaGHjOj928/s1600/v2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71C0uOuD4I/AAAAAAAACXQ/sWaGHjOj928/s400/v2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591796973309826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken yesterday. The swelling subsided (more or less) and she still brushes her teeth so I guess everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71Cx39U9TI/AAAAAAAACXI/eEp6Wp0fDSM/s1600/v3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71Cx39U9TI/AAAAAAAACXI/eEp6Wp0fDSM/s400/v3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591748045108530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cap is kinda small for her. Char bought for her when she was still newborn but she hated caps. Now that she is older and more vain, she is willing to put anything on as long as you tell her 'so pretty~~~~~~'. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CoBw3AKI/AAAAAAAACXA/q4rVihgBZCk/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CoBw3AKI/AAAAAAAACXA/q4rVihgBZCk/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591578878476450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Valerie is getting more mischievous and pretty, the younger one remains sleepy. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting our sleepy princess ~ Ng EnYue Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CkkSjKUI/AAAAAAAACW4/8ixP7_U_qEg/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CkkSjKUI/AAAAAAAACW4/8ixP7_U_qEg/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591519427111234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More nua than any of us. If you ever try to wake her up, she just gives you all sort of expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71Cb6v3dNI/AAAAAAAACWw/7EWIDLwVTT0/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71Cb6v3dNI/AAAAAAAACWw/7EWIDLwVTT0/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591370836833490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Yawn to indicate 'I am sleepy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CZtPO04I/AAAAAAAACWo/WOzm6Hbe65M/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CZtPO04I/AAAAAAAACWo/WOzm6Hbe65M/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591332850553730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next minute... Super sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CXflfrcI/AAAAAAAACWg/XyJT1J-W2YU/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CXflfrcI/AAAAAAAACWg/XyJT1J-W2YU/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591294826098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Why did you wake me up' look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CRaXH5UI/AAAAAAAACWY/8vIRIqJu1wo/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CRaXH5UI/AAAAAAAACWY/8vIRIqJu1wo/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591190344426818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes she gives this pitiful look which says 'I am going to cry for milk SOON' or 'Is there anyone around?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CNztUiDI/AAAAAAAACWQ/UA3T-IkQdUI/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71CNztUiDI/AAAAAAAACWQ/UA3T-IkQdUI/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457591128428939314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once in a while, she gives some 'ge yan' expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71B-5bKPaI/AAAAAAAACWI/tRvQEGYt5Dc/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71B-5bKPaI/AAAAAAAACWI/tRvQEGYt5Dc/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457590872265342370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71B31ia9NI/AAAAAAAACWA/21nMjWm3iNI/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71B31ia9NI/AAAAAAAACWA/21nMjWm3iNI/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457590750962971858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong says she looks like chipmunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6546108671550313063?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6546108671550313063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6546108671550313063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6546108671550313063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6546108671550313063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-had-my-1st-post-natal-massage.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S71C3Tx9heI/AAAAAAAACXY/M0_8v_W-3qs/s72-c/v1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6411864499360218945</id><published>2010-04-05T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:27:42.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can never be a SAHM. I guess I just do not have the patience to deal with my girls 24/7. I guess being cooped at home 24/7 will make me a meaner bitch than ever. I cannot imagine myself without a social life. I just need to be out of the house now and then. I must work! I need a life! I need to be out of the house constantly to keep myself sane! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the month to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: Valerie just had a bad fall but no worries. By Jesus' stripes, she will be fine. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-6411864499360218945?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6411864499360218945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6411864499360218945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6411864499360218945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6411864499360218945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-never-be-sahm.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-27066564882834051</id><published>2010-03-31T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:10:31.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S7LLZ3RyZAI/AAAAAAAACV4/BfasDwd2FUs/s1600/DownWithLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S7LLZ3RyZAI/AAAAAAAACV4/BfasDwd2FUs/s400/DownWithLove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454645743894815746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the past 2 weeks, I have been watching this idol drama per episode per day. I kinda like it. I especially like such romances whereby the male lead seems nonchalant at first and when romance kicks in, he can't help it but succumb to the cupid of love. Haha. I simply love those CUTE expressions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-27066564882834051?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/27066564882834051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=27066564882834051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/27066564882834051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/27066564882834051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-past-2-weeks-i-have-been-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S7LLZ3RyZAI/AAAAAAAACV4/BfasDwd2FUs/s72-c/DownWithLove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3681535313664888318</id><published>2010-03-25T17:46:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:27:21.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The timely arrival of the 2nd Ng Princess!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. As I mentioned in my previous post... I wished for the arrival to be right after my shower and hair wash and my wish came true!!! Keke. Everything is just so coincidental and perfect (in a way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened with Valerie having a mild fever at 5.30am and all of us were woken up by her. Since we have no fever medication at home, we decided to bring her to see her doctor (@ Mt E) 1st thing in the morning. At around 8am, I felt the 1st contraction. I wasn't too sure if it is IT but I packed my bag (just in case). Just before reaching the hospital, I confirmed 18th March is the day. Other than the confirmation from the regular contractions, I had 3 people sms-ing me about the delivery in the early morning out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the pain was bearable, I brought Valerie for her check-up before proceeding to my gynae for a check-up before admission. Upon confirmation by my gynae, I had Mac for lunch before admission at 12 noon. Keke. I saved 1 day of hospital's bill by admitting after 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... After the routine checks, I had my epidural almost immediately. Therefore, I was spared from ALL pain this time round. Keke. Just like the last time, I fell alseep and was woken by the nurse and gynae at 4pm that I was almost ready for delivery. I remembered my 1st statement to them after my nap is "Huh? I still want sleep leh." Anyway... It took me less than 30 minutes and the 2nd Ng Princess is out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6syLw3iXQI/AAAAAAAACVw/a9VcRjwTaIs/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6syLw3iXQI/AAAAAAAACVw/a9VcRjwTaIs/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452506951539907842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The standard must-have family shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Valerie was born, I could not bring myself to look at her as she was so blue!!! When No. 2 was born...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Mummy, carry the baby.&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO!!!! I don't want!!!! Don't bring to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My screams fell on deaf ears. Yucks! She is so sticky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sx4ACUIqI/AAAAAAAACVg/pPUsO2GFebQ/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sx4ACUIqI/AAAAAAAACVg/pPUsO2GFebQ/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452506612014260898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valerie visited us on both days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy introducing her to the new family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sx12R5t6I/AAAAAAAACVY/rYP28woW6zk/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sx12R5t6I/AAAAAAAACVY/rYP28woW6zk/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452506575035545506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxxdvknLI/AAAAAAAACVQ/wEl0qyfHtdU/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxxdvknLI/AAAAAAAACVQ/wEl0qyfHtdU/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452506499729628338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxu7PdrYI/AAAAAAAACVI/RYiE1381Qi8/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxu7PdrYI/AAAAAAAACVI/RYiE1381Qi8/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452506456108412290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxqRCGDqI/AAAAAAAACVA/0lVO_WdZx9c/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxqRCGDqI/AAAAAAAACVA/0lVO_WdZx9c/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452506376058572450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So far so good. Valerie is adapting well to the presence of mei mei. Other than being freaked out on the 1st few days by her cries, poo and umbilical cord, she is getting used to her. She will sayang mei mei, attempt to feed mei mei her milk, insist we carry mei mei when she cries etc etc. I can foresee them having a good time playing together in half a year's time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxL1nfPPI/AAAAAAAACU4/kGFy0VPUYTU/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxL1nfPPI/AAAAAAAACU4/kGFy0VPUYTU/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452505853303143666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for this 2nd princess... All I can say is she is a sleepyhead. She is so sleepy that she hardly drinks her milk in the hospital. In a way, I had more time for rest and I was spared from the torture of breastfeeding. Haha. Lesser feeds = lesser pain. Keke. No matter how you shake her, call her, tickle her, she just sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxJMO7K_I/AAAAAAAACUw/wxzRPLqWFtk/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxJMO7K_I/AAAAAAAACUw/wxzRPLqWFtk/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452505807834524658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxGBrX9_I/AAAAAAAACUo/gUVfoipFxi4/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxGBrX9_I/AAAAAAAACUo/gUVfoipFxi4/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452505753461454834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to wake her up with the weight of cupcake. She still sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxBy8xJqI/AAAAAAAACUg/RAqw7-0Xd6A/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sxBy8xJqI/AAAAAAAACUg/RAqw7-0Xd6A/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452505680788399778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, she attempts to open her eyes but it just results in funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sw_SyPwHI/AAAAAAAACUY/k4p4djLFHX8/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sw_SyPwHI/AAAAAAAACUY/k4p4djLFHX8/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452505637794594930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sw49NhKXI/AAAAAAAACUQ/YdS7ES9tu6o/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6sw49NhKXI/AAAAAAAACUQ/YdS7ES9tu6o/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452505528924186994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-3681535313664888318?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3681535313664888318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3681535313664888318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3681535313664888318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3681535313664888318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/03/timely-arrival-of-2nd-ng-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S6syLw3iXQI/AAAAAAAACVw/a9VcRjwTaIs/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-8097753531175023290</id><published>2010-03-15T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:36:07.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the routine check-up, Darl and I headed to Vivo for a movie. Since I am a ticking bomb with no exact time indicator, Darl thought it would be a good idea to catch a movie before I eventually 'explode'. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling of waiting. Hmm... Yet, I seriously have no intention to give birth soon. The thought of it 'being anytime now' is dreadful. I dreaded the same moment for my first pregnancy. I dreaded it the last time round cause I did not know what to expect so I was anxious. This time... I knew exactly what is going to happen and I know it is not going to be painful at all or uncomfortable but I still dread it. In fact, I dislike this moment more than the first one. The real reason behind it... I seriously dread the moment of having to specially wash my hair and shower before 'rushing' to hospital. Yes~ I am that nua so it better comes just right after my hair wash and shower. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S55Ra1iZI4I/AAAAAAAACTI/qqi95UO0_vo/s1600-h/aliceinwonderlandposter8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S55Ra1iZI4I/AAAAAAAACTI/qqi95UO0_vo/s400/aliceinwonderlandposter8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448882120654660482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, we caught 'Alice in Wonderland'. I can't really remember the original storyline. In fact, I have very faint recollection of my childhood times. Maybe I didn't have much of a childhood to start off with. Well... After doing a short read-up, the movie is kinda vastly different different from the original?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I didn't find anything fantastic about the movie. Basically, I watched it cause of Johnny Depp. Yup... That's about all my comment for the show. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-8097753531175023290?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8097753531175023290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=8097753531175023290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8097753531175023290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8097753531175023290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-routine-check-up-darl-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S55Ra1iZI4I/AAAAAAAACTI/qqi95UO0_vo/s72-c/aliceinwonderlandposter8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6632988032723847035</id><published>2010-03-15T01:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T02:25:14.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Despite the change in the mattress, I am still not sleeping well at night. Hmm... The new mattress is definitely more comfortable than the old ones but I just have difficulties falling asleep easily at night ONLY. Yup~ This insomnia only happens at night. In fact, I can sleep very well anytime in the daytime. BUT!!! When night falls, I am just super awake loh! Instead of nua-ing, I might as well post some pictures of Enxi before the 2nd one is due anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50i7-9vPCI/AAAAAAAACTA/4ObJQtPJVaw/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50i7-9vPCI/AAAAAAAACTA/4ObJQtPJVaw/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549538097740834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enxi is a very cautious child. She will always observe and confirm it is 'safe' before she tries anything. She used to be wary of car rides. Not exactly wary but rather cautious cause car rides usually come with motion and music so as long as the music startles her, she will sorta run away.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I realised car rides has become one of her favourite activities. She enjoys the car rides so much that she knows how to request the dollar coin from us. Haha. However, she is more interested in those with steering wheels and usually stays away with big figurines by the side ie: Barney etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where was the above picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50i5adOCzI/AAAAAAAACS4/VQrOXopwM5o/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50i5adOCzI/AAAAAAAACS4/VQrOXopwM5o/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549493937933106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is getting restless nowadays. She needs some decent companion soon or new learning activities to keep her occupied. She has grown tired of all her toys and books. I think it is time to find a good playgroup for her to while away some time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50i2dh3TMI/AAAAAAAACSw/Q9Ax6qX91LI/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50i2dh3TMI/AAAAAAAACSw/Q9Ax6qX91LI/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549443223112898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She just loves her piglet and this piglet is her 'chou chou'. Keke. Since I am sharing the same room with her, she never fails to wake me up every morning with her 'chou chou'. She will wake me up, get me to kiss her 'chou chou' and cuddle it to sleep before allowing me back into my own dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50izONE_II/AAAAAAAACSo/pwE3xOjThxs/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50izONE_II/AAAAAAAACSo/pwE3xOjThxs/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549387569790082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her new habit of trying to stuff the little ball thingy (on her 'chou chou') into her mouth. Smelly~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50iwvWkhjI/AAAAAAAACSg/wD9X6z8AkQY/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50iwvWkhjI/AAAAAAAACSg/wD9X6z8AkQY/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549344928368178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting prettier and sweet everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50itTs1-YI/AAAAAAAACSY/TS8INdx8gPc/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50itTs1-YI/AAAAAAAACSY/TS8INdx8gPc/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549285965986178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50iq2pm6mI/AAAAAAAACSQ/nInQJVBXI5o/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50iq2pm6mI/AAAAAAAACSQ/nInQJVBXI5o/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549243808049762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty Mummy and Daughter. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not look alike but we are equally pretty!!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50ioia2eTI/AAAAAAAACSI/AMBeKcLk57o/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50ioia2eTI/AAAAAAAACSI/AMBeKcLk57o/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549204017707314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enxi is getting super interactive nowadays. She actually answers every single of your questions/ remarks/ statements. Of course, we do not understand her language but by her actions and gestures, we more or less know what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, she is telling me about her heat rash and itch on her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50il_KINuI/AAAAAAAACSA/ZeJcfR204qA/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50il_KINuI/AAAAAAAACSA/ZeJcfR204qA/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549160192587490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keke. Can you recognise this is Enxi? As usual, I have nothing to do... So I put her pants over her head. It was kinda tight and too near to her eyes so that explains for the distortion. This little girl was pretty cooperative and allows us to take several pictures of her. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50idrKfo2I/AAAAAAAACR4/Do-qwDp5prY/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50idrKfo2I/AAAAAAAACR4/Do-qwDp5prY/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549017386460002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ah-GO-GO princess. So cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6632988032723847035?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6632988032723847035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6632988032723847035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6632988032723847035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6632988032723847035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/03/despite-change-in-mattress-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S50i7-9vPCI/AAAAAAAACTA/4ObJQtPJVaw/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7808439774602830285</id><published>2010-03-09T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T04:01:03.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is like 3.30am and I am still awake!!! Well... I am tired but I can't seem to fall asleep. In fact, I have been having slight problems falling asleep easily since last Thursday (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I believe the direct cause is not due to my pregnancy or huge bulging tummy but rather I am so not used to the 'new old' mattress I am sleeping on now. Due to some problems (which I am lazy to explain), we threw away our usual mattress much earlier than planned. To temporarily resolve the sleeping problem, I am currently sleeping on this old mattress. Yet, this old mattress is not fitting my body contours as nicely as I would like it to be. First, it is kinda old. I am not sure if it is as old as our original mattress but the quality is definitely sucky. I can feel the springs pressing into my bones. As a result, I find it super duper uncomfortable to be lying on my side. Yes! It is so uncomfortable that it has been keeping me and my baby awake. My baby has been moving non-stop the minute I lied down. Surprisingly, I actually feel better when I lied on my back. Yet, due to my tummy, I will feel a little breathless at intervals if I lie on my back. Ge tricky right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that tonight is going to be the last night of 'torture'. Though we ordered our bed more than a year ago, it is still nicely kept at the warehouse. We have no intention to use the new bed at this old house. Therefore, the grand 'opening' for the new bed will be a couple of months later at our new place. To temporarily resolve this uncomfortable sleeping issue, we bought 2 sets of new mattresses over the weekend. It shall be delivered in the late afternoon and I am so looking forward to having a good sleep after so many torturous nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note... I had 2 fulfilling days on Sunday and Monday. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to attend 2nd church service on Sunday but due to slight jam around Suntec area, we were kinda terribly late for the service. In the end, we detoured to Tampines Ikea for lunch and a super quick walk or rather a nua-ing session at their sofa area before making our way back to Suntec for the 3rd service. Sundays usually end with only the church service. Surprisingly, Darl brought all of us back to Tampines Ikea. This time round, we made our way to their bed section and that is where we bought the 2 new mattresses. We ended the day with the must-eat hotdogs. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday... We started the day with my weekly medical appointment. The appointment ended a little too early before our next appointment so we had lunch with Dennis over at Great World. I am kinda surprised that Dennis accepted our invitation that spontaneously. Keke. We all know Dennis' pattern one lah. Anyway, we had a good lunch. After lunch, we went down over to HDB to sign the option agreement. Well... There are tons of documents to be signed loh!!! We collected our keys!!! I always stupidly assume there is only ONE key to collect and I was seriously dumbfounded when the officer handed over a bunch of 20 keys. Yes!!! There are just that many keys for the entire house! We went home for a short rest before going out to run some errands and heading over to Aunty Esther's place for a quick chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nua-ing for the whole of last week, I am kinda glad that I had 2 fulfilling days. I am not sure if Darl is going to bring me along for the 1st meet-up with the contractor later. It would be nice if he brings me along. Well... Afterall, I am going to be confined soon (for a month) and I am not the kind who can really stay at home for long periods. I do not have to do exciting stuff but I appreciate a little breather now and then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-7808439774602830285?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7808439774602830285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7808439774602830285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7808439774602830285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7808439774602830285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-like-3.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-2497938471780573251</id><published>2010-03-04T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T15:59:37.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am amazed at myself or rather my nua-ness. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 4am with a super awful tummy ache and backache. Since the symptoms was kinda similar to my first pregnancy, the first thought that came to my mind is 'Again?! In the midst of the night?! And it is only 4am loh!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain was pretty unbearable and it was so bad that it took me at least 15 minutes before I could get myself up to the toilet. Yet, after the toilet break, I ignored the pain and went back to sleep. Haha. I am super relunctant to go hospital or rather give birth. Partly I am not due yet but the real reason is I WANT TO SLEEP! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to ignore the awful pain (it was more painful than the first pregnancy k) and fall asleep. Keke. I told myself 'I will visit my gynae if the pain persists till 7am.' Anyway, it was just a false alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing right? I was so determined to sleep that I slept through the pain. Haha. Please do not let this happen at night again cause I seriously want to sleep THAT MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-2497938471780573251?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2497938471780573251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=2497938471780573251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2497938471780573251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/2497938471780573251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-amazed-at-myself-or-rather-my-nua.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-162143894236104396</id><published>2010-03-02T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:58:58.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I brought forward my maternity leave by a week and I am nua-ing at home now!!! Keke. ;) I wonder what to do except to maybe... watch TV (but there isn't anything really interesting to watch), do some reading (popping by the library later), watch DVD (I need to borrow), play SIMs and MJ!!! But no one seems to be as free on a working day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned 28 on Sunday. Like I mentioned in my FB earlier, I am actually looking forward to turning 28. Strange and weird. I do not mind telling others I am 28 but I do mind if I hear comments like 'you are 2 years away from the BIG 3'. Haha. I guess it is all about the numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the birthday "celebration" just gets simpler every year. I woke up pretty early with the intention for 2nd church service but Val and Char woke up at only 11am!!! In the end, we have no choice but to go for 3rd service instead. I was kinda slightly frustrated but that's me. I am always frustrated when things do not go as planned. We sent them home after service before Darl spent some time alone with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By time we reached Bugis, it was already past 5pm. Left with only that little time, we did a little window shopping before the movie. Dinner (pig intestine soup) was awesome! I always like simple food fare but they must be good! I love quality food! If I am not heavily pregnant now, I would wish and insist on having the whole day for myself. Just one day splurging sounds good enough. Haha. Darl is right (as usual). What can I do with such a huge tummy? Shall wait for next year then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4yml4Tcc3I/AAAAAAAACRw/kPWehg0mkiY/s1600-h/LotImg4033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4yml4Tcc3I/AAAAAAAACRw/kPWehg0mkiY/s400/LotImg4033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443909219283399538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup... We caught 'Percy Jackson'. I am not a fantasy flick lover but this show is pretty light-hearted and easy to digest. As long as I do not question too much into the plot, I do pretty much enjoyed the movie. I do not mind watching the 2nd film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-162143894236104396?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/162143894236104396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=162143894236104396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/162143894236104396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/162143894236104396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-brought-forward-my-maternity-leave-by.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4yml4Tcc3I/AAAAAAAACRw/kPWehg0mkiY/s72-c/LotImg4033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-8307012138853919364</id><published>2010-02-26T23:36:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:54:28.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long overdue CNY post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Darl has been using my laptop for schoolwork, this explains for the delay in the CNY post. Keke. Conveniently blaming Darl cause I always use the laptop to upload the pictures etc etc. Anyway, all collages in this post were done by Char and I just conveniently 'steal' them from her FB. Lazy to do anything similar on my own. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fs9prrclI/AAAAAAAACRo/lF5jow0W3gs/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fs9prrclI/AAAAAAAACRo/lF5jow0W3gs/s400/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442579218605765202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cheongsam with courtesy from Hong's xiao gugu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Val was trying our her CNY outfit. My mil could not decide what to dress her in. Aiyah~ Just a toddler. No need so 'long zhong' loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See her funny expressions and she just has this thing lying on her tummy especially when watching TV. Enjoy life sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fs3-6lqpI/AAAAAAAACRg/pm7KLu4vMY4/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fs3-6lqpI/AAAAAAAACRg/pm7KLu4vMY4/s400/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442579121226230418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her 2nd outfit, a black velvet dress from Hush Puppies. I felt it was an impulse buy by Hong. Haha. We went into the shop a month ago and Hong sorta fell in love with the dress and bought it. immediately, we went to the shoes shop next door to buy a matching shoes for the dress. Till now, she has yet to wear the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fswmHoRTI/AAAAAAAACRY/w_TA8sgd8Cc/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fswmHoRTI/AAAAAAAACRY/w_TA8sgd8Cc/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578994310956338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somehow... Val got frustrated and wants to go for a walk in her new velvet dress. See the frustration on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fstztjEuI/AAAAAAAACRQ/2LxtptC-_A0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fstztjEuI/AAAAAAAACRQ/2LxtptC-_A0/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578946420052706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are we going? Apparently not cause you can still see Hong and I at the background, ignoring her. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsrt5hTII/AAAAAAAACRI/EJzFl9oEcq8/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsrt5hTII/AAAAAAAACRI/EJzFl9oEcq8/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578910499916930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Contemplating to step out on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fspKbv5YI/AAAAAAAACRA/AJVgt2LFm6w/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fspKbv5YI/AAAAAAAACRA/AJVgt2LFm6w/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578866620065154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decided not to cause she remembered she is not supposed to go out without us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsnAc-8JI/AAAAAAAACQ4/bKx-LZBz4Jw/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsnAc-8JI/AAAAAAAACQ4/bKx-LZBz4Jw/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578829581152402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, my mil played 'the nice guy' and brought her downstairs for a walk. This little devil here knows her routine. Wear shoes, close the door, hold hands and off we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fscKTJrcI/AAAAAAAACQw/TRpCbdBzwkw/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fscKTJrcI/AAAAAAAACQw/TRpCbdBzwkw/s400/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578643245706690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st day of CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that many places to visit but I felt tired, partly due to the late nights of mj. We went church in the early morn, home for a nap, ah gong's place, amanda's place and with the final stop at my place. By time we reached home, it was already past 11pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us cannot seem to get enough of her! All her 'ge yan' expressions. I love it when she is 'ge yan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsXfNz92I/AAAAAAAACQo/XOIdGmHSbTg/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsXfNz92I/AAAAAAAACQo/XOIdGmHSbTg/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578562961110882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture. She so act innocent can! Can you see that cheeky smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsKG_QaUI/AAAAAAAACQg/bQF7mviokiY/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsKG_QaUI/AAAAAAAACQg/bQF7mviokiY/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578333119310146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val receiving her BIGGEST ang pow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsHY2jYAI/AAAAAAAACQY/MrC0AnfR5rc/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsHY2jYAI/AAAAAAAACQY/MrC0AnfR5rc/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578286375034882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val, Collin and ah gong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsBoDDB7I/AAAAAAAACQQ/I7eEg9mQWaU/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fsBoDDB7I/AAAAAAAACQQ/I7eEg9mQWaU/s400/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578187374757810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us @ the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fr_KVqHdI/AAAAAAAACQI/RHzkeuIYcuU/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fr_KVqHdI/AAAAAAAACQI/RHzkeuIYcuU/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442578145040014802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then xiao gugu entertained Val with bubbles. Val enjoyed it so much that she even 'commanded' xiao gugu not to 'eat snake' by pushing her. Each time xiao gugu stopped to chat with us, Val will push her to remind her not to stop making bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frYPQy2oI/AAAAAAAACPw/Z8VdR7FGVKY/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frYPQy2oI/AAAAAAAACPw/Z8VdR7FGVKY/s400/26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442577476346894978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just the 2 of us while Val was being entertained by bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a slim, pretty and hot mama. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we  do anything on Day 2? I can't remember. Ohohoh. We were supposed to have  a simple lunch thingy with Pastor John but we were so late that we only  managed to be in time to say 'bye'. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frPnmyu5I/AAAAAAAACPo/_AJYoowM4hM/s1600-h/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frPnmyu5I/AAAAAAAACPo/_AJYoowM4hM/s400/30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442577328262790034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lunch thingy with the HK couple. Lying on the floor and watching TV while waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frNPbw7OI/AAAAAAAACPg/7sJ4ohSTU38/s1600-h/31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frNPbw7OI/AAAAAAAACPg/7sJ4ohSTU38/s400/31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442577287414344930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful Mummy and Pretty Daugther before going out! Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frK3w0N2I/AAAAAAAACPY/w-d_y3VORp4/s1600-h/32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frK3w0N2I/AAAAAAAACPY/w-d_y3VORp4/s400/32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442577246700451682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val's new hair clip from far East. Val is vain!!! Initially, she protested when I clipped her hair. Then I told her she looked pretty and brought her to the mirror. She was convinced she is pretty and refused to take the hair clip off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frFrrPZrI/AAAAAAAACPQ/6AfdNvZL5hQ/s1600-h/33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frFrrPZrI/AAAAAAAACPQ/6AfdNvZL5hQ/s400/33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442577157556496050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves this pink hoody outfit too! She is somehow convinced she looks cute in this and always spends a long time admiring herself in the mirror when she wears this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing just happened 3 hours ago when she changed into her new pink pajamas. She stood in front of the mirror and examined herself from left to right before showing off to Char. *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frDLcMYZI/AAAAAAAACPI/RPlIsTZVUEE/s1600-h/34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frDLcMYZI/AAAAAAAACPI/RPlIsTZVUEE/s400/34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442577114543710610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her forever obsession with phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frAD4_p2I/AAAAAAAACPA/3h_c2Qkv_ZY/s1600-h/35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4frAD4_p2I/AAAAAAAACPA/3h_c2Qkv_ZY/s400/35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442577060977420130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fq3oXqFBI/AAAAAAAACO4/QE1sovx684E/s1600-h/37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fq3oXqFBI/AAAAAAAACO4/QE1sovx684E/s400/37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442576916150883346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken this morning during bath playtime. She transformed into a boy and Char just commented this is how our son will look like if we have one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... on 2nd thoughts... This isn't really a post on CNY. It is just another post of Val loh but well~ who is interested reading about me only right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-8307012138853919364?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8307012138853919364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=8307012138853919364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8307012138853919364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8307012138853919364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-overdue-cny-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4fs9prrclI/AAAAAAAACRo/lF5jow0W3gs/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-997742228258518810</id><published>2010-02-24T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:26:10.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My maternity leave is starting officially on 8 Mar. With the scheduled medical check-ups on this coming Friday and next Friday, I am left with 6 days of work (including today). Though only 6 more days, I find it a dread to come to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I woke up feeling super tired, lethargic and relunctant to prepare for work. I will wake up and spend at least 15 minutes in bed trying to convince myself to go or not to go to work and trying to convince myself that I am feeling unwell. Haha. Being responsible towards my students especially when CA 1 is just a week away, I make it for work most of the times. Keke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I always have mixed feelings towards my work. I dread the part of stepping into office. Yet, I really enjoy the times when the children are around. Sometimes, I wish to tell my management that I want to only start work from 1pm onwards. I dread the morning portion especially when there are morning meetings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coming to work, teaching and playing with the children no longer excite me as much as before. I did not lose interest in teaching or lose the love for children. I still want to play a part in the children's lives by nurturing them towards God's way. However, I realise my philosophy is no longer synchronised with the centre's. In such an environment dealing with children, I cannot compromise my philosophy. Yet, I alone cannot resist the old tradition with my mere strength. I am going to take one step at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway.... I had a great time with the bitches yesterday. The bitching session was awesome!!! When the ultimates meet, everything is in full force one~ Haha. Anyway, I realise bitching session plays a vital part in my life. Haha. I realise I can only do without a proper session for 2 weeks. Any drag will result in me being moody and bad-tempered. Haha. It is not as if I have a frustrating life but rather, it is an outlet for relaxation. Keke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 more weeks and my 2nd baby is due!!! I am looking forward to my delivery cause I want to slim down, relax at home everyday, play mj, go clubbing, go shopping and plan some exciting stuff for my career. Yet, I wish my pregnancy will go on and on cause I love to be pampered. Keke. I like the feeling of muching on tons of chocolates in the middle of the night without worrying about waking up with an unsightly tummy. The tummy is perpetually visible anyway. Keke. I can feel the shopping urge building up in me everyday. Not forgetting mj!!! Yvonne, I overcame my fear of your house last night. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-997742228258518810?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/997742228258518810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=997742228258518810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/997742228258518810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/997742228258518810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-maternity-leave-is-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7805895241552747425</id><published>2010-02-22T15:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:36:36.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4IwNQjhVMI/AAAAAAAACOo/9sfe9u3NJmw/s1600-h/formerboy01A014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4IwNQjhVMI/AAAAAAAACOo/9sfe9u3NJmw/s400/formerboy01A014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440964304157365442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;小彬彬.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if those of my generation remembers who he is. Being a TV addict since young, I do remember who he is till now and the famous scene whereby he tried to catch a cold by bathing with cold water and standing under the aircon. He was so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4IwKtxX3cI/AAAAAAAACOg/vdzO7CSmqlE/s1600-h/nt.D450100nangjb_20091224_1-2-21.resbrief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4IwKtxX3cI/AAAAAAAACOg/vdzO7CSmqlE/s400/nt.D450100nangjb_20091224_1-2-21.resbrief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440964260460486082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is 小小彬, 小彬彬's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father and son do look so alike right?! The son is getting famous in Taiwan too. Personally, I still prefer 小彬彬. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4IwCBuRqkI/AAAAAAAACOY/aExonUMyuzs/s1600-h/DSC04563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4IwCBuRqkI/AAAAAAAACOY/aExonUMyuzs/s400/DSC04563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440964111197383234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, I find a striking resemblance between our little princess and the 2 boys. Hong and my mil agree with me, especially her side profile. Well... It is kinda hard to capture that resemblance on camera. Her certain expression (at the side profile) always reminds me of the boys. So cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-7805895241552747425?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7805895241552747425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7805895241552747425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7805895241552747425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7805895241552747425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S4IwNQjhVMI/AAAAAAAACOo/9sfe9u3NJmw/s72-c/formerboy01A014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1327060019207349455</id><published>2010-02-18T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:49:48.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S3zGQ9KDBxI/AAAAAAAACOQ/NQDTzGC1usc/s1600-h/u1819p28t3d2823443f326dt20091225101152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439440444553627410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S3zGQ9KDBxI/AAAAAAAACOQ/NQDTzGC1usc/s400/u1819p28t3d2823443f326dt20091225101152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Super Junior M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was watching some late Taiwan entertainment variety show last night when I chanced upon their interview. A combination of chinese and korean descent. Some of them are relatively cute. At first glance, I like the third one from the right the most. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-1327060019207349455?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1327060019207349455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1327060019207349455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1327060019207349455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1327060019207349455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-junior-m.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S3zGQ9KDBxI/AAAAAAAACOQ/NQDTzGC1usc/s72-c/u1819p28t3d2823443f326dt20091225101152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3455023044757178519</id><published>2010-02-18T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:53:48.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just caught the movie with Darl after work. Keke. He knows I am a great fan of Wang Lee Hom so he brought me for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... What can I say about the movie other than that I love Wang Lee Hom? Haha. Okay~ Being objective... I find the movie pretty light-hearted. It has a good blend of comedy, action and heroic melodrama. I simply love the chemistry between the 2 male leads. Though they are of vast characters in the movie, their differences are the contributing factor in their budding friendship. My favourite part... When Prince Wen shot his arrow at both Jackie Chan and the scout. Their expressions are so priceless. I would recommend the movie to those who love action and comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S3wdiju0cQI/AAAAAAAACOI/Ygl-8Q-cXMA/s1600-h/Littlebigsoldier_int.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S3wdiju0cQI/AAAAAAAACOI/Ygl-8Q-cXMA/s400/Littlebigsoldier_int.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439254929501090050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On another note... We took quite a bit of pictures over CNY. Pictures are with Char. Shall upload and update again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-3455023044757178519?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3455023044757178519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3455023044757178519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3455023044757178519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3455023044757178519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-caught-movie-with-darl-after-work.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S3wdiju0cQI/AAAAAAAACOI/Ygl-8Q-cXMA/s72-c/Littlebigsoldier_int.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-5168185190303635708</id><published>2010-02-09T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:11:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just ended a tele-conversation with Darl after 3 days of absence. :) Once again, he is out of town. He flew off to Indonesia on Sunday early morning and will only be back on Thursday afternoon. Yippee! Can see him soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hate it when he is out of town. I feel lonely. The loneliness is soooooooo immense this time round. I was secretly praying in my heart that there would be last minute changes to his schedule and that he would not have to make the trip. Maybe cause I am into the last month of my pregnancy and I feel more vulnerable than ever. In fact, my heart feels more trouboled for this pregnancy. Maybe cause I had this bad pain on Saturday evening and I really do not want Darl to leave me alone in Singapore. Whatever the reason is, I just wanted him to be around especially for this last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sharing with Char yesterday that when Darl is around, I always want to delay our sleeping time. I would spend the night watching TV and every programme seems interesting. However, when Darl is not around, I could not find a single decent programme to watch. Serious! I was browsing through all the channels (including cable's) on Sunday night and none of the programmes caught my attention. In the end, I gave up and went to bed at 11pm. 11pm leh! I hardly sleep that early unless I am super tired or when Darl is super tired and I have no choice but to sleep early too. Char enlightened me that it is the company that matters to me. I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I guess I will occassionally follow Darl around on his trips after this pregnancy. Keke. I can go shopping on my own! Or when our kids are older, I can bring them along for a short getaway. Sounds so interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 more days and Darl will be back! Looking on the brighter side, I get to sleep with Enxi every night on my mil's super comfy bed! I seriously love her bed and I am looking forward to our new bed (which is the exact model) in June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-5168185190303635708?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5168185190303635708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=5168185190303635708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5168185190303635708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/5168185190303635708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-ended-tele-conversation-with.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-8111664644522835841</id><published>2010-01-29T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:04:45.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S2JriuiKqtI/AAAAAAAACOA/mT1oSc3UHoE/s1600-h/lunetta_flats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432022344913300178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S2JriuiKqtI/AAAAAAAACOA/mT1oSc3UHoE/s400/lunetta_flats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Onitsuka Tiger. I didn't bear to buy them last month. Now I have the sudden urge to own one of these. Maybe I should pamper myself on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/8077977149569398616-8111664644522835841?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8111664644522835841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=8111664644522835841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8111664644522835841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/8111664644522835841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/onitsuka-tiger.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S2JriuiKqtI/AAAAAAAACOA/mT1oSc3UHoE/s72-c/lunetta_flats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6654905325365825364</id><published>2010-01-24T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:59:14.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Darl told me to give praise to the Lord. After moments of thoughts, I really think I should. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at Zachary's baby shower last night when Darl received a call from Collin. Immediately, Darl told me we had to leave (we reached Wenmei's place like only 15 minutes ago and she was still showing me around!). I asked him what happened and he told me Enxi had a fall. Without much of a choice, we left Wenmei's place and on the way to retrieve the car, I probed further. Darl told me (in a very cool manner) that Enxi fell from the white chair and did not respond. She just 'sleeps'. That sounds super scary loh!!! I mean... What does he mean by she just sleep and doesn't respond??? That is equivalent to coma right? I mean... It doesn't sound right lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later, Collin called again and we could hear Enxi in the background. Collin informed us that Enxi is fine and playing as usual after my mil applied some anointing oil on her. Immediately, I felt relieved! Phew~ Collin even told us we can make our way back to Wenmei's place instead. Haha. Of course, we didn't cause I would want to see Enxi and make sure she is really fine first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached home and we could hear her blabbering away in Collin's room. She looked normal and behaved normally. There wasn't a single bruise or scratch on her. I mean... There is no way you can tell that this 14-month toddler just had a bad fall!!! Of course, my mil and Collin narrated the whole scenario to us and it sounded super scary and jialat. However, I am glad she is fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard the news of her fall and her non-response to the 'calls', I was kinda stunned. However, I must really say this... Even Darl didn't know my inner thoughts at that point in time. Though I appeared to be more worried than Darl (this is perfectly normal cause I am always more kan jiong than him), I was rather at peace. I mean... I was worried cause she was not 'responding' but deep in my heart, I could still find peace. I wasn't as panicky as I was at other times. I am seriously not sure how to put these into words but like what Darl said, we should praise the Lord. We are sure God is watching over Enxi ALL THE TIMES. Amen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6654905325365825364?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6654905325365825364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6654905325365825364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6654905325365825364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6654905325365825364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/darl-told-me-to-give-praise-to-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-273326675795463782</id><published>2010-01-18T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:05:15.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are the proud owners of this!!! Yes!!! We finally have our own place!!! :) I am overwhelmed with happiness!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S1R3QY2tngI/AAAAAAAACN4/vTpNlEF45CE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S1R3QY2tngI/AAAAAAAACN4/vTpNlEF45CE/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428094574321835522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-273326675795463782?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/273326675795463782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=273326675795463782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/273326675795463782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/273326675795463782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-are-proud-owners-of-this-yes-we.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S1R3QY2tngI/AAAAAAAACN4/vTpNlEF45CE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-414568038009719211</id><published>2010-01-16T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:17:25.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a week's of verbal planning for a movie date, we finally managed to catch the long-awaited movie. Indeed, long-awaited. We have been trying to catch the show since its release but this movie is so popular that basically every showtime is always full house. Even non-3d version is full loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darl picked me up after work for some cny shopping at Vivo before our movie. Keke. Darl bought another new shirt while I bought a dress and a top from Zara. Actually, I have no intention to buy any new clothes for cny as I have this huge bulging tummy. BUT!!! Since I could fit into the size S, why not right? I mean I will not wasting money and I can still wear the dress after pregnancy. Keke. Yes, I am still slim and prettier. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S1FzwTHhgcI/AAAAAAAACNo/qHEugSi-bNs/s1600-h/Avatar-Teaser-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S1FzwTHhgcI/AAAAAAAACNo/qHEugSi-bNs/s400/Avatar-Teaser-Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427246299560903106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well... As like all other reviews, the movie is good. By the way, we caught the non-3d version as watching any 3d stuff for more than 30 minutes is actually harmful to our eyes. We love urselves too much to hurt ourselves. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-414568038009719211?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/414568038009719211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=414568038009719211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/414568038009719211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/414568038009719211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-weeks-of-verbal-planning-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S1FzwTHhgcI/AAAAAAAACNo/qHEugSi-bNs/s72-c/Avatar-Teaser-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6729778377959235926</id><published>2010-01-14T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:59:59.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been feeling super lazy to update my blog... Other than being lazy, I left my laptop in the office for the past week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a quick update on Val's milestones. I love her even more than before. I am so amazed that she has grown so much over the one year that I seriously cannot contain my pride for her. I can feel my pride bursting. Haha. Yes... I sound hao-lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is bilingual! She can understand all our instructions. Isn't that amazing? I am not exaggerating but she can really understand and do according to our instructions. Eg: Go wear your shoes. Put the book on the table. Pass your shorts to 'nai nai' etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Her vocabulary is expanding with new words like 'nai nai' and 'open'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- She knows a baby sister is on the way and she will sayang my tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- She will kiss and hug me upon request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- At times, she will just turn around and wrap her arms around me and give me a hug. So sweet right? I can feel my heart melting even when I am typing this. Keke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- She can sway dance to the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- She loves to sit between Darl and I during dinnertime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- She imitates after me of how I apply my make-up. You should see her with my blusher. She mistakes it for my loose powder and imitates my action and 'apply' it to her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S088VGSpbOI/AAAAAAAACNg/DkUkkY_DEeo/s1600-h/IMG_2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S088VGSpbOI/AAAAAAAACNg/DkUkkY_DEeo/s400/IMG_2160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426622409168481506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val's hair is finally growing longer after such a long time. I tried tying it when she was distracted by her favourite Tv commercial. Keke. Looks so cute~ and I know I can do better than this. Will try again. I think it is so fun to doll my baby girl up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to love girls more than boys. Maybe a junior 'Wang Lee Hom' does not matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6729778377959235926?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6729778377959235926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6729778377959235926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6729778377959235926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6729778377959235926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-feeling-super-lazy-to-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S088VGSpbOI/AAAAAAAACNg/DkUkkY_DEeo/s72-c/IMG_2160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-797798662292396525</id><published>2010-01-09T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:59:41.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Despite looking forward to work in the new year 2010, yesterday was only my 2nd day of work. Nah... I didn't eat snake this time round. Rather I had a bad fall on Tuesday. Yup, my 2nd fall for this pregnancy. Well... In comparison, the 1st fall was a minor minor one. I just happened to trip on my way out for some after-lunch snacks. I fell on my hands and knees and it just resulted in minor abrasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Tuesday's fall should be considered a major fall. I slipped while bathing and fell backwards. All I knew was my head hit the wall and I was lying on the floor groaning for a few moments before I braced myself up again. The pain was extreme and yet, I felt paiseh to cry in front of my MIL. I ended up with a gigantic bump on my head (only) and some aches here and there which is extremely normal after a fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 days' of rest, my children are so sweet. Even the new boy asked if I am okay. I am so surprised by his kind gesture cause I only first interacted with him on Monday. I think I have a lovely bunch of children. They are simply so sweet and I can see that some of them are genuinely concerned about my condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting clumsy so I must be more careful with my movements. For those few who knew about my fall, I am fine now. Nothing is wrong with me!!! Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thank God for his blessing and protection because without him, I cannot imagine the consequence from such a bad fall. Amen~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-797798662292396525?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/797798662292396525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=797798662292396525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/797798662292396525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/797798662292396525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/despite-looking-forward-to-work-in-new.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-495141566656372029</id><published>2010-01-05T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:39:32.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First working day of 2010!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost 2 long weeks of break, I was looking forward to work last night. *excitement* New classroom, new environment, new rules, new stationery etc etc... New environment cause the centre underwent some sort of major renovation so we have a new, bright, cheerful looking working environment. Most importantly, I love my new cosy classroom which is tucked at the far end corner. I love it cause it is far away. I do enjoy some peace and quietness before the children are back so that I can spend some quality time brainstorming for my lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started well with some briefing on the new rules for the new year and we ended the class with a movie treat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S0IX9EavBuI/AAAAAAAACNY/QmmXzq3VCOU/s1600-h/Sherlock_holmes_ver5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S0IX9EavBuI/AAAAAAAACNY/QmmXzq3VCOU/s400/Sherlock_holmes_ver5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422923239232833250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was definitely a good day! Darl and I went for a movie date after work. I love the show!!! Other than comedy, I do love movies with a clever plot. Sherlock Holmes is such a genius. I am amazed how he can discover so many insignificant details through a short observation. The part I love most is the interaction between Sherlock and Watson. The chemistry between them is so intense and memerising that I just can't seem to get enough of them. More accurately speaking, I fell in love with Watson during the movie. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-495141566656372029?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/495141566656372029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=495141566656372029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/495141566656372029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/495141566656372029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-working-day-of-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/S0IX9EavBuI/AAAAAAAACNY/QmmXzq3VCOU/s72-c/Sherlock_holmes_ver5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4395813915644630791</id><published>2010-01-03T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:24:14.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Happy 2010!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to make specific resolutions like the previous years. Instead, I just wish to become wiser and look more youthful than ever. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sz9xj_qQd5I/AAAAAAAACNQ/snBO9pcq96g/s1600-h/nye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sz9xj_qQd5I/AAAAAAAACNQ/snBO9pcq96g/s400/nye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422177339575400338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing happening on new year eve since we could not get any movie tickets anywhere. In the end, we accepted Dennis' invitation for the mini house gathering. Keke. As usual, the focus is on Enxi only. It's okay. At least we can some free good photos from the half-pro photographer, Dennis. Yes, half-pro. I tried so hard to get Enxi to display her new expression 'angry face' but our dear Dennis didn't manage to capture it loh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4395813915644630791?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4395813915644630791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4395813915644630791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4395813915644630791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4395813915644630791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sz9xj_qQd5I/AAAAAAAACNQ/snBO9pcq96g/s72-c/nye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-6069063396472128591</id><published>2009-12-30T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:56:52.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was super pissed with my cousin and I only simmered down after I called my dad and the relevant party to complain about him. I think he has serious working attitude problem. Though I am not really that close to him, I feel he should have never use that attitude to me, be it I am his younger cousin or his client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel bad complaining about him. Afterall, he is my relative but I think he had gone overboard. Though things will be made terribly ugly, I do not regret my choice. I want to let him and the rest of the relatives know WE ARE NO PUSHOVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my mum is from Malaysia, we have few relatives here. My dad has only 3 elder sisters and 1 younger brother. The younger brother is perpetually missing and I didn't know about his existence till I was 12? We hardly have family gatherings except on CNY and on the death anniversaries of my grandparents. Strictly speaking, this extended family is never really close but I did once hold them close to my heart cause they were the only few relatives we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my dad is one of the younger one, the elder sisters are always 'looking after' him. Since my brother and I are the youngest, we are the 'perpetual children'. I am at least 10 years apart from the next youngest cousin. I guess our whole family is regarded as the youngest of the lot and that is why they are always 'protecting' us. When I was younger (as in before I started working), I thought they were nice relatives caring for our family. Slowly, I realised they are just imposing their unreasonable views on us, wanting us to listen to them for every single thing. Even holiday trips are not that enjoyable (especially for Mum) cause they will control and restrain what Mum wants to buy. What business is it of theirs? Mum is not even spending their money and she is a mature adult who can make her very own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my brother and I had grown up, my cousins never see us as equals. We may be at least 10 years in difference but we may have achieved more than them. My last contact with the entire extended side was this CNY and I vowed to myself that I will never want to see them again, not even during CNY. Of course, I didn't tell my parents cause it will only make things difficult for them. However, I must really say they are really bad people who go all out to spoil people's day without sparing a thought for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I finally understand why 2 of the sisters fell out years ago over 500 bucks and one of their children was even rude enough to interfere and never fails to make rude remarks about the other aunty during every single gathering. It really takes time to know one's true colour. In actual fact, the snobbish aunty is actually one of the nicer aunty around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-6069063396472128591?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6069063396472128591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=6069063396472128591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6069063396472128591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/6069063396472128591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-super-pissed-with-my-cousin-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4313700136247566788</id><published>2009-12-26T15:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:09:16.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MERRY XMAS 2009!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great christmas!!! Though we didn't really go anywhere or hang out with any of our friends, we had a warm family thingy together. Due to some eye infection, Darl became one-eyed Jack for the past few days. But I am glad he is on the road to recovery. No more one-eyed Jack! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9oqN8YxI/AAAAAAAACNI/mxtFGY74p_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9oqN8YxI/AAAAAAAACNI/mxtFGY74p_Y/s400/IMG_2115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419446232835449618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to Christmas... I am really happy for this Christmas cause I received all the unexpected and yet, 'what I always wanted' presents. I had wanted to get myself a cutesy 2009 organiser. However, after the quick browsing at Takashimaya, I found the organisers a bit too steep in price. I will buy one if I find the perfect design. The designs available are cute but none gave me the impulse buying urge. So I decided to continue with the shopping next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I received the above organiser from Aunty Esther. Nothing too fanciful in design but it is in the exact format that I wanted it to be!!! I didn't even tell Aunty Esther that I wanted an organiser and she gave me one!!! The best thing is!!! It is just how I wanted the organiser to be! On top of that, Aunty Esther gave me a 'Guess' hp strap too. Thanks Aunty Esther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9PgQr_3I/AAAAAAAACMw/OfNwIGIj8uE/s1600-h/IMG_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9PgQr_3I/AAAAAAAACMw/OfNwIGIj8uE/s400/IMG_2096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419445800665874290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am running out of hand moisturiser soon. The ones that Jess sent over from Aussie (which I exchanged with Bec) are finishing soon. I am left with only half a bottle. I made a mental note that I will drop by Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn to buy some hand moisturiser soon. Before I had the chance to even pass by any of their outlets, Aunty Irene gave me these!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure how to express my surprise and happiness when I saw these cause not even Darl knows that I want some hand moisturiser from Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn. All my wishes came true!!! Aunty Irene even gave me a make-up pouch and a bag hanger. Though I got in touch with Aunty Irene in July, she is a very nice and generous lady. I am looking forward to visiting her in HK next year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9L61pY1I/AAAAAAAACMo/CkwXZjQ4sJs/s1600-h/IMG_2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9L61pY1I/AAAAAAAACMo/CkwXZjQ4sJs/s400/IMG_2119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419445739080737618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the beautiful photo frame!!! Courtesy from Char. Both Darland I love it!!! I really appreciate this present cause I can see her effort in doing this, especially when I know she is running out of time to do all the xmas handicrafts not only for us but also her friends. We got this collage on time! Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9H-HpxvI/AAAAAAAACMg/NIMamKtak-Q/s1600-h/IMG_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9H-HpxvI/AAAAAAAACMg/NIMamKtak-Q/s400/IMG_2094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419445671242090226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, my additional surprise present from Darl. He already got me 2 pairs of Gripz shoes but on his personal shopping trip with the guys, he bought me this new wallet. The material is really good and like what Darl said, the price is quite worthwhile for that kind of material. Hmm... Maybe I should consider getting myself that bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke. I guess we do have some telepathy after the years of courtship and marriage life. I got him an additional present too!!! On top of his chosen jacket, I bought him a wallet. However, mine is not as fantastic as his. Mine is just a normal wallet. His old one is falling apart soon so I tried looking around for a similar one. It is not that easy looking for that particular design. I manged to find a pretty similar one so I bought it first. Darl, I promise you I will get you the better one when we go USA or overseas k. The wallets here cannot make it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a satisfied and happy woman this Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4313700136247566788?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4313700136247566788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4313700136247566788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4313700136247566788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4313700136247566788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-xmas-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SzW9oqN8YxI/AAAAAAAACNI/mxtFGY74p_Y/s72-c/IMG_2115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-421356061497784649</id><published>2009-12-15T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T01:14:35.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a week's break, I finally return to work. I can only say... What really keeps me going to work are the children. They are so adorable. Even my bad-tempered Amos can be really sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I do not enjoy the thought of going to work anymore. I realise one can only be saturated or jaded with work due to the people you are working with. Work is always fine and will always be fine. However, one always get frustrated with the people at work. Yes! I was frustrated today, on my 1st day of work after the week's rest. I was really frustrated during the meeting. I wasn't even this frustrated during the weekly pointless sales meetings back then. I was also frustrated with people who gave others the impression that they are passionate about a certain thing or rather have a talent in that area, yet the works they produced are so slipshod. If you do not feel like doing, you can voice it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I quickly forgot about those frustrations. I had a good weekend with mj over at Yvonne's. That was the first time I played such high stakes. Haha. I am the kind who play for pure fun only, not out to kill. Still, it was rather fun. :) Darl and I had a quick shopping on Sunday. Didn't manage to buy anything except a small tote bag from Tomato Can. Darl ah.... is a bad influence. He somehow psycho-ed me to fall in love with Hiroshima bags! Arrgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my day will always end well after seeing my sassy girl. In case you do not understand the below video, she has become very talkative. She was blabbering during dinner when she felt disturbed by Collin. So halfway through, she pointed her finger at Collin and sort of told him off. 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I woke up on Monday with a backache, slight sore throat and an upcoming flu. I think I caught a cold over the weekend. I guess it accumulated from the long walk at Botanic Garden with the children on Friday, the not-so-good shopping trip on Saturday and the 2 hours of children church with Val on Sunday. The killer must have been the outing. I have never walked so much in any of my pregnancies.It is so not healthy. Anyway, I saw the doctor twice and was given 4 days of mc. Though the cold was kinda under control, the congestion feeling and irritation is enough to disturb my sleep for the entire week. I hardly catch a wink till early morning. Am on the road to recovery slowly as I am not taking the medication. Not taking any chance with the medication at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was away from work for the entire week, I completed the MC script!!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than spending some time with Val at home, I enjoyed myself this week. I spent the days nuaing with Val and the evening hanging out with friends. If I work this week, I probably would not meet up with so many people in this week. I met up with the girls on Tue, HZ and YX on Wed and WKG, Jimmy together with Darl last night. I enjoyed every single night out, especially last night. It has been a long time since I last go chill but it is kinda weird when I was drinking hot tea while the rest was sipping white wine and WKG had to remind me that the people were staring at me and wondering why was a pregnant woman at such a place. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised the last time I upload Val's pictures was on her 1st birthday. So many pictures were taken by Char over the past month and I am so lazy to upload them one by one. So I did a random collage and here are the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SyHiz3iJS7I/AAAAAAAACMY/EZlbI5D5voY/s1600-h/brushing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SyHiz3iJS7I/AAAAAAAACMY/EZlbI5D5voY/s400/brushing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413857607784418226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I brought her a proper toothbrush and she was kinda fascinated by it. In fact, she has always been fascinated by us brushing our teeth. I tried to let her get used to the idea of brushing by allowing her to assist me in brushing my teeth. I guess somehow it works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SyHihoAPg5I/AAAAAAAACMQ/1GT5Vctuh2I/s1600-h/nua+val.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SyHihoAPg5I/AAAAAAAACMQ/1GT5Vctuh2I/s400/nua+val.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413857294378042258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The not so glam side of Val. Keke. She dresses very nua at home with very messy hair and sits very nua while watching TV. That's the nua TV princess on the top left hand corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SyHibKVAGcI/AAAAAAAACMI/szu0vppUezU/s1600-h/misc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SyHibKVAGcI/AAAAAAAACMI/szu0vppUezU/s400/misc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413857183332833730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is so random. Pictures were taken when she was out with the elderly and Char. The first comment Char told me was Val took a very close picture with Grandma. Apparently, we all have a different definition of 'close'. Haha. It looks more forceful than close to me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4710674670594646474?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4710674670594646474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4710674670594646474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4710674670594646474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4710674670594646474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-away-from-work-for-entire-week-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SyHiz3iJS7I/AAAAAAAACMY/EZlbI5D5voY/s72-c/brushing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3454877100710929559</id><published>2009-12-08T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:33:35.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other than 'I Guess x 3', this is my other favourite show. As an outlet for any frustration or unhappiness (other than meeting the girls), these are the 2 shows I MUST watch every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the last episode for S15 last night and my favourite team won!!! Though I do not find the last episode's tasks anywhere as challenging as the previous tasks, I am still glad that they came in victorious. As for the other 2 teams, I am not particularly fond of them. Ericia is yucky and bad-tempered. Serves her right for losing but I pity Brian. Oh... I do quite like the Globetrotters too. They are definitely a strong team in terms of physical. Well... A typical example of all brawn and no brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sx3veD21unI/AAAAAAAACMA/_ql5f3qOr8A/s1600-h/meghan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sx3veD21unI/AAAAAAAACMA/_ql5f3qOr8A/s400/meghan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412745626879638130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meghan and Cheyne. I think they look super compatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sx3vZMw6wiI/AAAAAAAACL4/HEDU1FB_EKs/s1600-h/ar-sam-dan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sx3vZMw6wiI/AAAAAAAACL4/HEDU1FB_EKs/s400/ar-sam-dan1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412745543371375138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Dan. One of the 3 teams. They are probably the noisiest team I have ever seen! While I was praying for Meghan and Cheyne to win the race, I was hoping that they would be elimintaed on a weekly basis. They are probably the only team who has no sportsmanship and brotherly love. Throughout the entire season, they would either be scolding and yelling at each other when carrying out the tasks or they would be up to some dirty tricks to sabotage the other teams. Surprisingly, they do not think their acts were despicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of them espcially Dan (I think the one on the right is Dan). When Sam is carrying out the task, Dan would always be yelling and cursing at him. If he thinks he is the better, why didn't he volunteer to do the task in the first place? All he could do is the non-stop yelling and getting Sam to be frustrated. Luckily, Sam is a much nicer person than him. When the task is completed successfully, Dan would then teared and apologised and be super duper grateful to Sam. Yah, right~ The whole yellng drama would start again on the following week. A big man behaving like an idiotic bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-3454877100710929559?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3454877100710929559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3454877100710929559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3454877100710929559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3454877100710929559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/12/other-than-i-guess-x-3-this-is-my-other.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sx3veD21unI/AAAAAAAACMA/_ql5f3qOr8A/s72-c/meghan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3256100825561355804</id><published>2009-12-05T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:55:02.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is probably my worst day and the worst shopping day. Now that I have cooled down, I can't exactly pinpoint what triggered off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; feeling in me (It's normal cause I always cannot pinpoint what trigger my anger or mood swing) but I only know that I still feel super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Darl&lt;/span&gt; probably understands but I doubt he really grasps the point. It is not about whether I bought anything. It is not about me being inflexible and wanting to stick to the original plan. I already knew the plan would be thwarted. To cut the long story short, I just feel terrible. Super terrible. I hate this feeling. I feel so upset that I really want to go back to my own house and stay in my own room and find peace. I know I will feel more at peace if I read the book I am reading now but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; feeling is so tremendous that I can't bring myself to do anything, not even to watch my favourite TV show now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything can trigger me off now. To make myself feel better, I am going to buy myself a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; gift. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I am going to buy myself the bag I fancy, regardless of the price. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, I had the intention to get 2 bags so I shall do that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-3256100825561355804?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3256100825561355804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3256100825561355804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3256100825561355804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3256100825561355804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-probably-my-worst-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-7051980673859281544</id><published>2009-11-29T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:29:15.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am back from shopping!!! Keke. Yes~ Shopping, not church. We were late for church (as usual) and it was too crowded today so we decided to miss church. After paying Champions a  short visit (where Val will be going for Sunday church), we dropped by Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke. I bought 2 pairs of flats from Gripz!!! I love them!!! They seem so beautiful that all my current shoes seem to pale in comparison. Keke. My original intention was to get a white and black pair but in the end, I ended up with a dark grey and a dark purple pair. Haha. Hmm... Does that mean I can still get my white and black pair? Well, Gripz shoes are not as price-friendly as those at Far East but they are super duper comfortable. So comfortable that you can't help but to fall in love and buy at least 2 pairs per visit. At least that is what happens to me on my every visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Darl's early xmas present for me, we passed by Baby Fox. Since there are some nice clothes and a sale going on, we picked up 2 tops, 1 pants and 1 skirt for Val for less than S$60!!! Good deal right? This little sassy girl is growing up fast, particularly for bottoms and shoes. If you go strictly by the size guide, nearly all pants are too short for her and shoes are definitely a nono. Shopping/ buying clothes for her is no easy task. She is so distracted by her surroundings that she keeps running out of the shop. And she can really run fast loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis, Val has tons of new clothes!!! You will stop seeing repeat clothes in the photos for quite some time. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-7051980673859281544?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7051980673859281544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=7051980673859281544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7051980673859281544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/7051980673859281544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-back-from-shopping-keke.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-772183295450341837</id><published>2009-11-28T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:49:00.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Despite the short working week, I felt more tired than ever. I guess it must be due to the school hols as work always starts an hour earlier during school hols. Other than waking up earlier than my usual, sleep was deprived when Darl was away from Mon to Wed. I always have sleepless and restless nights when he is not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really a school hols person when it comes to work. Without the enrichment classes, time passes real slow at work. When it gets so hot and warm in the afternoon, I feel like dozing off at work. This hols has been so far so good. My children are pretty well-behaved and they are definitely enjoying their outdoor activities. All thanks to Yu lao shi! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SxEu1obUrRI/AAAAAAAACLw/fQ8MdB8tBJs/s1600/neoprints-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SxEu1obUrRI/AAAAAAAACLw/fQ8MdB8tBJs/s400/neoprints-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409156126368640274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The centre drops by Downtown East for bowling on Thursday. I guess most of them enjoyed themselves! I took some neoprints with my girls. Initially, I was relunctant to take with them cause I was afraid I might not be able to squeeze in. Haha. I managed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Jess' princess has arrived! I am looking forward to a few years later whereby our 3 princesses can go out together! It will be so fun! After the hospital visit yesterday, Bec, Yvon and I dropped by Far East for some shopping. It is more of shopping for them. I mean what can I buy? In the end, none of us bought anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls went back around eve while I continued window shopping while waiting for Darl. I didn't know planner/ diary can be that expensive. The few cute ones cost around S$30. Though I really want one, I have yet to find the one that is worth the price. Hmm... There is still a month to shop around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SxEtWutGjrI/AAAAAAAACLY/XUU_nTNonXQ/s1600/Ninja_Assassin_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SxEtWutGjrI/AAAAAAAACLY/XUU_nTNonXQ/s400/Ninja_Assassin_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409154495966252722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught a movie with Darl. When I was buying the tickets, the ticketing staff reminded me that all viewers must be above 18. Initially, I thought the movie contains some violence. When the movie started, I assumed the viewers must be above 18 due to the F language. Yet, just 3 minutes into the show, I closed my eyes during all fighting scenes. It is such a gore and gruesome movie. A single punch and cut will result in the splattering of at least 10 litres of blood. I guess their biggest sponsors must be ketchup, chilli sauce and ribena. Haha. Not too much of a storyline and definitely not a movie for the pregnant mummies and those who cannot stand bloody, gore and gruesome scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-772183295450341837?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/772183295450341837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=772183295450341837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/772183295450341837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/772183295450341837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/despite-short-working-week-i-felt-more.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SxEu1obUrRI/AAAAAAAACLw/fQ8MdB8tBJs/s72-c/neoprints-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4956873576899639812</id><published>2009-11-22T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:40:33.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keke. I feel happy. :) I just came back from church and did a little shopping. Besides buying a baby bible, a toothbrush and some mouth wipes for Val, I got the belated presents for the girls too. Nothing expensive or fantastic but I guess it is a different gift from the past years. I had a quick look at Gripz and fancied 3 pairs of shoes  and they are $70 each!!! Expensive but real comfortable shoes. I always like their shoes. Hmm... Darl intends to get them as xmas gift for me but I guess I shall let him get 2 pairs only and I shall get the 3rd pair myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke. Also, I did up my christmas wishlist. Haha.The list is short. I realise there aren't really many things I want. Maybe I already had all the things I want or maybe I am handicapped by my pregnancy. Anyway, below is the list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A thumb drive... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully one of those cutesy ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A 2010 monthly planner... t&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hose cutesy ones too. I last saw them at Taka but was lazy to buy. I just want a monthly planner to plan for my lessons next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new pencil case and new stationary!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yup... I am like gearing for next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A small tote bag... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully I can get one on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A real pretty laptop bag... t&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he problem is... I do not know what is the size of my pretty laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flats!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I should drop by Gripz on Tuesday to get the shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See~ My list is short right and they are all relatively affordable stuff. Keke. I am still feeling happy. Maybe cause I had a real good dream the previous night. I dreamt of Wang Lee Hom!!! I can't exactly remember what the dream is about but it is enough to make me feel happy since Sat morning. Oh... He is always on the top of my wishlist. I want see him in real person in this lifetime and hopefully, I can hear him sing 'Happy Birthday' to me on my birthday! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough crapping andd maybe I should play some 'SIMs' before Val is awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darl is going away again. That means another 2 sleepless nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-4956873576899639812?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4956873576899639812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=4956873576899639812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4956873576899639812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/4956873576899639812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/keke.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-3203413797355799837</id><published>2009-11-20T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:01:13.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The week started well for me. I took some time off from work on Monday by reporting sick. Haha. I was feeling slightly unwell lah... My back had a slight ache and I didn't manage to sleep well for the past 2 nights so I thought I should just rest for the day. So I took the day off and nua-ed the whole day by playing a day of 'bejeweled blitz'. Keke. It is so addictive. Despite me repeating to myself that it would be the last game, I am never able to resist the temptation for another game. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole day of nuaing and gaming, darl and I had a short date. After a quick and simple dinner, we shopped a while in Bugis. It had been quite some time since we spent such time together. Like what Darl said, it had been a busy period for us. Darl had been super busy for the past 2 months and I do not see his schedule relaxing yet. On top of that, we had been busy with our own activities. Nevertheless, I enjoyed myself though I didn't manage to get the shoes I wanted except for 2 cheap pairs of slippers. Kinda disappointed as I am yearning for more shopping! It's okay! I am looking forward to my little shopping trip next Tuesday and hopefully, I can squeeze some shopping in either tomorrow or Sunday? Keke. I am also looking forward to our Xmas shopping trip! So excited! We will be buying gifts for our loved ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week continued well into Tuesday with the once in a millenium meet-up with Yurou. I can't even remember when we last met. It must have been at least 5 years? Anyway, it is nice to catch up after so long and just before she flies back to France. I always feel Yurou and  share a very unique friendship. I guess those who know the both of us will never believe that the two of us are still in touch and we can actually talk! Haha. There is no bad blood between us but we are so vastly different in characters that by right... by right, we will never even be bother to befriend each other. I do not know how our friendship started but I am glad that we are still talking after so long. She can be a great firend despite her bitchiness. Haha. Whatever~ I am one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely enjoyed the short night with Yurou with the super condensed updates in our lives for the past 5 years. Haha. Yurou was kinda surprised that I am living with like so many other family members under the same roof despite me being such a difficult person. Haha. I was telling Yurou that I am definitely a bitch but I am not difficult. I think I am doing well with Darl's family especially when they are such nice people. As usual, that bitch loves to rebutt with 'bitches are difficult people'. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the week would continue to be that good but things didn't turn out the way I would like it to be. Thursday's meeting spoilt my mood. Nothing unusual about the meeting but I guess I just didn't like the style and the way the meeting is conducted in. It is just so not my style. I like it to be concise, straightforward, efficient etc etc. I even heard the funniest statement during the meeting that I over-reacted in my little corner. Haha. Linda caught my reaction. I am not sure who else did but it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up feeling tired with a slight spinning headache and feeling angry. However, the various sms-es, phonecall and lunch with xm made me feel better. Darl is right. It takes a lot of energy to hate someone or even be angry. I experienced it yesterday. The meeting definitely spoilt my day. When I realised I was still feeling pissed by mid-day, I can feel the negativism in me building uup and definitely boiling. I can feel my positive vibes draining off. At that instance, I told myself I have to let it go. I am letting it go not cause I want to accumulate karma or whatsoever but I see no point in wasting energy to build up such negative feelings within me. It makes me an angry person the whole day. Unhealthy~ Yup... So I am not going to let such negative emotions control me from now on but that does not I am going to be a pushover. I am still a bitch by nature. If I do not bite or bark, that is cause I choose not to. Unsettled scores will remain unsettled. However, if the joker ever push her luck, I stick to my original principles. "THAT"S IT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-3203413797355799837?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3203413797355799837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=3203413797355799837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3203413797355799837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/3203413797355799837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/week-started-well-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1659792230271258811</id><published>2009-11-16T18:04:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:12:24.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Val turned ONE on Saturday!!! We had 2 rounds of celebrations with our friends invited to Aunty Esther's place on Sat and a mini celebration at Ah Gong's place. Val is so so so blessed and I am also so so so blessed to have her as my little darling. Love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElRvmwY2I/AAAAAAAACLI/mcnzTmRxxGc/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElRvmwY2I/AAAAAAAACLI/mcnzTmRxxGc/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404642014588330850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She woke up hearing everyone singing "Happy Birthday' to her. She must be wondering why are all of them singing the same song the minute they woke up. Anyway, she woke up as a super duper happy baby! She must have known it is HER SPECIAL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElPMrB5SI/AAAAAAAACLA/V5S2rU9OVSs/s1600/3a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElPMrB5SI/AAAAAAAACLA/V5S2rU9OVSs/s400/3a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641970851276066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't buy her any special birthday outfit cause we doubt she will want to wear any of those princess dresses. Our original intention was to let her be in any of her old comfy wear. Yet... It was still such a task just to decide which old clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Char mixed and matched at the very last minute and came up with the above combi. Keke. Char bought the brown top home on Fri night from her Msia church camp trip. The headband was made from some scrap book ribbon with a stretchy band sewn at the very last minute. So they matched the entire outfit with a relative white tights bought from BKK (by my Dad) and the new sneakers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me... Isn't she pretty?!?! I may be thick-skin but I just can't help it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElKsxcvWI/AAAAAAAACK4/m-pjPR4wqd4/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElKsxcvWI/AAAAAAAACK4/m-pjPR4wqd4/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641893568789858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so nua that we did not bother to decorate the place. Luckily Char took the effort to buy the balloons and some streamers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Char! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElIGw9K7I/AAAAAAAACKw/goWItHJe9gI/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElIGw9K7I/AAAAAAAACKw/goWItHJe9gI/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641849006435250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful ballons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElFdlyTWI/AAAAAAAACKo/BEIoLxKo6OE/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElFdlyTWI/AAAAAAAACKo/BEIoLxKo6OE/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641803593993570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val loves the balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElC2E_HYI/AAAAAAAACKg/d82K8mndcbQ/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElC2E_HYI/AAAAAAAACKg/d82K8mndcbQ/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641758627700098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the mirror's reflections, you can tell that she was looking and asking for the balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElAZZ_luI/AAAAAAAACKY/aXBiMEgt1Xg/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElAZZ_luI/AAAAAAAACKY/aXBiMEgt1Xg/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641716571444962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy and Thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEk9kKxc_I/AAAAAAAACKQ/AuQ-0jW7bFk/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEk9kKxc_I/AAAAAAAACKQ/AuQ-0jW7bFk/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641667920786418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our happy and pretty princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEk6bJFiqI/AAAAAAAACKI/-tQHmAzvVcA/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEk6bJFiqI/AAAAAAAACKI/-tQHmAzvVcA/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641613958187682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't want an extravanga cake so we go for the simple and practical one. Anyway, most people are full after the bbq and buffet dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEk2L2f5xI/AAAAAAAACKA/vrrAzd2bcCw/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEk2L2f5xI/AAAAAAAACKA/vrrAzd2bcCw/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641541134214930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the smudge? Val smacked the cake when we were deciding where to put the candle. She is fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkxaGOUnI/AAAAAAAACJ4/-sIFO66WUJ0/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkxaGOUnI/AAAAAAAACJ4/-sIFO66WUJ0/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641459058922098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val is so so so blessed. Putting the ang pows aside, she has lots of clothes and tons of toys, inclusive of a keyboard which I think Char will be the one using it till Val is much much much older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkvEVIyTI/AAAAAAAACJw/DFy-1gVkYyI/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkvEVIyTI/AAAAAAAACJw/DFy-1gVkYyI/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641418856155442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Activity walker. We already have one at home from her baby shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEksgnxoAI/AAAAAAAACJo/T3Bp9mhVQ0M/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEksgnxoAI/AAAAAAAACJo/T3Bp9mhVQ0M/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641374910914562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some duckie toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkojMvGzI/AAAAAAAACJg/sMRmR6DkhlQ/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkojMvGzI/AAAAAAAACJg/sMRmR6DkhlQ/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641306883332914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A disney car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just 3 of her new toys. All her old toys are in the storeroom cos our already very cramped living room is further congested with her newer and bigger toys. I so want to play the new toys too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkmFXKILI/AAAAAAAACJY/HCRJawOCSuU/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkmFXKILI/AAAAAAAACJY/HCRJawOCSuU/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641264514244786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thrilled at one moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkjMq6EMI/AAAAAAAACJQ/BYh2DgCQsbo/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkjMq6EMI/AAAAAAAACJQ/BYh2DgCQsbo/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641214936518850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curious at the other moment as Collin was fixing her new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkgWYSc3I/AAAAAAAACJI/zNxlD_shH5k/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkgWYSc3I/AAAAAAAACJI/zNxlD_shH5k/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641166003172210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then cranky and teary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkd8YOjgI/AAAAAAAACJA/7-0J4mK8ml4/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkd8YOjgI/AAAAAAAACJA/7-0J4mK8ml4/s400/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641124663856642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkafq0ZpI/AAAAAAAACI4/jgENH1VFEMo/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkafq0ZpI/AAAAAAAACI4/jgENH1VFEMo/s400/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641065417598610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to calm herself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkX9FSqBI/AAAAAAAACIw/afUWli7jkNE/s1600/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkX9FSqBI/AAAAAAAACIw/afUWli7jkNE/s400/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404641021773654034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally feeling a little peaceful and yet, still teary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkUSew4oI/AAAAAAAACIo/SQ9TYbjvd58/s1600/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkUSew4oI/AAAAAAAACIo/SQ9TYbjvd58/s400/21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640958798160514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, she is back to normal again and amusing herself with the water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to Ah Gong's house on Sun since they planned a lunch and a mini celebration for Val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkRiw7IGI/AAAAAAAACIg/tCLCFX1C9Zc/s1600/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkRiw7IGI/AAAAAAAACIg/tCLCFX1C9Zc/s400/22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640911629688930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On top of the clothes for val and her sister, xiao gugu bought Val a new toy too! Curious about the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkPJSq6VI/AAAAAAAACIY/SxQ_WcW831o/s1600/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkPJSq6VI/AAAAAAAACIY/SxQ_WcW831o/s400/23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640870432172370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erm... This looks familiar. I seem to remember to have seen it somewhere last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkMxo441I/AAAAAAAACIQ/PpmQ6vSHVQQ/s1600/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkMxo441I/AAAAAAAACIQ/PpmQ6vSHVQQ/s400/24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640829723173714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes yes... Such a coincidence. Xiao gugu bought the exact disney car. We have 2 now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkIzxPd3I/AAAAAAAACII/rumbQ67aje4/s1600/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkIzxPd3I/AAAAAAAACII/rumbQ67aje4/s400/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640761575602034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Val took a bit of time to warm up in Ah Gong's house. Partly, there were too many people and they were talking a bit too loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By time she warmed up, she started walking around in the dining area and managed to learn one new skill - climbing up and down the stairs. She learnt it within 10 minutes. Ge smart loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkFwfdrRI/AAAAAAAACIA/OmwDLKPtPIY/s1600/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkFwfdrRI/AAAAAAAACIA/OmwDLKPtPIY/s400/26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640709156121874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy BB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkDfmFt_I/AAAAAAAACH4/16RchmElDAA/s1600/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEkDfmFt_I/AAAAAAAACH4/16RchmElDAA/s400/27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640670260770802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheeky BB with tummy. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEj_5PwaPI/AAAAAAAACHw/JIqcgPCbX_Y/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEj_5PwaPI/AAAAAAAACHw/JIqcgPCbX_Y/s400/28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640608426944754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I so so so love her can! She is like the 2nd best thing that happens to me! Keke. She is such a perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEj9GcawRI/AAAAAAAACHo/QmvUOYYcm7E/s1600/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEj9GcawRI/AAAAAAAACHo/QmvUOYYcm7E/s400/29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640560430104850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally a decent family photo. We look good right? Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love her. Yes, I repeated this super duper many times but I really do. She is such an eye candy. I just want to look at her, hug her, smell her and kiss her everyday though she really hates it when I force myself upon her. Haha. I love my Darl Darl for everything in my life, from going through the difficult moments in my life, enduring my difficult moments (haha), giving me solid advices (and he is right most of the times), giving me such a perfect girl and the most wonderful family. Yes, the NG family are really nice people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEj4ikJyYI/AAAAAAAACHg/5qPJQl8xK8c/s1600/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwEj4ikJyYI/AAAAAAAACHg/5qPJQl8xK8c/s400/30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404640482079394178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little sassy princess in deep sleep with her new found friend - Piglet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I told the others that my child will be indepedent and self-sufficient. Yes, she definitely is a survivor. Putting aside that she started walking at only 11 months, she understands all our instructions. She learnt to climb up and down the stairs in 10 minutes and she knows how to climb up and down the stairs without any adult supervision. She knows how to climb down the bed by herself, how to close and open doors without hurting herself. Lastly, she proved to me she has her own mind by ignoring Darl's repeated instruction to delay her naptime by getting her pacifier and bolster on her own and fell into deep sleep immediately in my hug in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I over-praising her? Nope. All these are not made possible by the so-called good genes from Darl and me. She is so pretty, beautiful, smart etc etc etc cause she is the beloved child of GOD and by our dear Lord's blessing, she is the perfect creation. Amen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-1659792230271258811?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1659792230271258811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1659792230271258811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1659792230271258811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1659792230271258811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/val-turned-one-on-saturday-we-had-2.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SwElRvmwY2I/AAAAAAAACLI/mcnzTmRxxGc/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1449269312539691060</id><published>2009-11-13T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:29:21.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sv13QhGcrQI/AAAAAAAACHY/S91NQsf-GiY/s1600-h/ties_that_bind_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sv13QhGcrQI/AAAAAAAACHY/S91NQsf-GiY/s400/ties_that_bind_lg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403606253561490690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finished another book in 2 days!!! Keke. I borrowed the book from another student again. I happened to chance upon the book when he left it on the table and it caught my attention so I flipped through the prologue and it is definitely my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a super easy book to read since it is more suitable for the young readers. The setting is in the old china and illustrates about how a young girl manages to free herself from the traditional fate of all chinese woman and finds her green pasture in America. Though interesting, it is not as intriguing as the previous. Maybe cause the book is written with the young readers in mind, it does not go too depth into description so you cannot really picture the scenes in your mind. Nonetheless, I enjoyed the book especially now it is nuaing period at the centre (at least for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077977149569398616-1449269312539691060?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1449269312539691060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1449269312539691060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1449269312539691060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1449269312539691060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-finished-another-book-in-2-days-keke.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Sv13QhGcrQI/AAAAAAAACHY/S91NQsf-GiY/s72-c/ties_that_bind_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-1060718531003886624</id><published>2009-11-10T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:31:59.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SvmAANSqU7I/AAAAAAAACHQ/Ri4yZBSQvao/s1600-h/falling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SvmAANSqU7I/AAAAAAAACHQ/Ri4yZBSQvao/s400/falling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402489969063908274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I rushed to finish the book over the weekend. Well... The book is nowhere thick or difficult to digest, just that I have much lesser personal time when Enxi is awake. But well... Things are getting easier with her being slightly older and more independent. She spends nearly all her time raoming around the house and in and out of the different rooms. If Collin is not at home, she will spend quite a bit of time in our room, opening the cupboards, playing with the full length mirror and our pc and laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the book... I saw the book some time back in the bookstore. It seems pretty interesting (for me) but somehow, I always hesitate to buy it. Coincidentally, one of the sec 1 students happens to have this book so I borrowed from her over the weekend. I like real life story so I enjoyed the book. I must say it is very well-written, so well-written that I can picture the different scenes in my mind while reading and I can feel the injustice and anger in my heart. Basically, I sympathise with the author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love good books. I always feel happy when I read a good book (best still over a good cup of latte), as happy as watching 'I Guess x 3' and nuaing and sleeping. Haha. Maybe a lot of you do not know... I love to hang out in bookstores. Nah... Not Popular bookstore lah. I love Taka Kinokuniya and Vivo PageOne. I should find time one day next week. I should remind myself that my whole life does not revolves around Enxi only. Yes! It is time I find some time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8077977149569398616-1060718531003886624?l=dramalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1060718531003886624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077977149569398616&amp;postID=1060718531003886624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1060718531003886624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077977149569398616/posts/default/1060718531003886624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-rushed-to-finish-book-over-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589653723316803659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SvmAANSqU7I/AAAAAAAACHQ/Ri4yZBSQvao/s72-c/falling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077977149569398616.post-4147994944287361989</id><published>2009-11-09T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:34:39.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Val is turning ONE this Saturday!!! Keke. Dear friends, you will receive my sms tomorrow morning!!! I guess almost all know about the event, just that I have yet to inform on the venue. ONLY friends are invited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a couple of items for her over the weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SvhANv5sA0I/AAAAAAAACHI/I1zFaul2nGk/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/SvhANv5sA0I/AAAAAAAACHI/I1zFaul2nGk/s400/shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402138357971813186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't the sneakers pretty? Keke. My mum wanted to buy Enxi a pair of shoes and since we fancied this in the first place, I bought it first. Shall claim from my mum tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Svg7OtaZKiI/AAAAAAAACG4/nz0xEZa0xcM/s1600-h/rattan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqxBAP13m_c/Svg7OtaZKiI/AAAAAAAACG4/nz0xEZa0xcM/s400/rattan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132876925413922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we popped by Ikea to get her a set of table and chair for her drawing interest. Keke. We bought the rattan chair and padded it with a cu
