<?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-13695565</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:41:44.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog</title><subtitle type='html'>me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-3311268125987407185</id><published>2009-12-16T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:00:09.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had a nice bath just now...sitting down beside my bed with my new lappie-HP student notebook.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...i know i am not a student but so what right...&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun because it is a touch screen mode and you don't have to use a mouse to navigate but he hates it&lt;br /&gt;Quite irritating because i still haven't mastered the writing mode on the screen! Is there a tutorial or a book for dummies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone just broke up with someone - I really feel for you babe&lt;br /&gt;Someone just had a cold war with someone - I really hope this r/ship ends&lt;br /&gt;Someone just so jealous of someone - I really hope the other someone will piss him off!&lt;br /&gt;Someone just wanted to kill that someone - I really hope she gets what she deserved one day too&lt;br /&gt;Someone just had an infactuation with someone - I  really hope you will end this&lt;br /&gt;Someone just had enough of someone always talking about about somebody - I really hope he stops it &amp;amp; get on with his life without dragging us in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consoled&lt;br /&gt;I advised&lt;br /&gt;I listened&lt;br /&gt;I laughed&lt;br /&gt;I yearned&lt;br /&gt;I had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nails are breaking again... poor nails, when will you not ever break again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-3311268125987407185?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3311268125987407185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=3311268125987407185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3311268125987407185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3311268125987407185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-had-nice-bath-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-2138655672071462638</id><published>2009-11-02T17:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:06:18.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOMZ!</title><content type='html'>Can't believe what the former Ms Singapore is doing&lt;br /&gt;Either she is very brave or she is very retarded...&lt;br /&gt;"Boomz" is funny but i think "Shingz" is even funnier!&lt;br /&gt;Haha...this video definitely shows how Ris Low really stands out from the rest...for the WRONG reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fpHoHJ4DFIQ&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;rel=" hd="1&amp;amp;border=" width="500" height="315" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-2138655672071462638?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2138655672071462638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=2138655672071462638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2138655672071462638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2138655672071462638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/11/boomz.html' title='BOOMZ!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-6087292216273300714</id><published>2009-09-07T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:38:20.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a REVAMP</title><content type='html'>Quite sick of party life nowadays...am i getting old or what?&lt;br /&gt;No i don'want to get old. I still want to look chio and stylo when i become 30+ and be a yummy hot mama who still goes to party occassionally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to look for a new job...something different...not too stressful and can gain a lot of exposure... hard to find nowadays lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that my swelling goes down soon... having not to eat solid food is a real misery.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine i have to go on a liquid diet for a week again.. all because of my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;And when i recover, i want to eat so many things! Steamboat, kushinbo buffet, ramen, durians, ice cream, Coca-Cola, etc etc etc!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh....faster recover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-6087292216273300714?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6087292216273300714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=6087292216273300714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6087292216273300714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6087292216273300714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-revamp.html' title='I want a REVAMP'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-384410999056116894</id><published>2009-08-21T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:46:59.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems problems...</title><content type='html'>Life is so complicating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of issues at home...&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick when i listen to all of them, every single one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the stress as well you know?&lt;br /&gt;I try to give in a lot a lot a lot...but to them it's still not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Money, chores, space, etc&lt;br /&gt;And the problem with them staying at your house...is that so DIFFICULT?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just close one eye open one eye?&lt;br /&gt;And YOU, can't you just shut your mouth and listen to us for once? Why did you become so rude and speak to us as if we offend you all the time?&lt;br /&gt;And YOU, stop asking i didn't do this didn't do that. I did my part as well! And stop saying that i didn't do anything for this family and acted like i'm like some bastard.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i empathise with all of you because you guys being so old enough to think already, you are acting like a small kid at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having some problems lately.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if we are able to last or not because i feel like giving up at times.&lt;br /&gt;All the things we have quarrelled will lead back to one thing - Did we make the right choice?&lt;br /&gt;Marriage, committment, whatever...the fear always instills in me after seeing theirs failed.&lt;br /&gt;Is it because we are in our comfort zone with each other after so many years that is why the next step must be marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Must it be marriage? Must we have kids? A marriage means a future?&lt;br /&gt;I still doubt it and i'm not confident and i feel stressed out...&lt;br /&gt;what a mess i've got myself into.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go to a quiet place and chill...all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And work..after the incident with my colleague, everything kinda changed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel very happy working there knowing that some people in the team may have supported her.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't cared much actually but i can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;And i hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;And lots of projects coming up, so much work and parties going on...&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick handling marketing events already.&lt;br /&gt;Just feel like throwing everything down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life is filled with worries, stress and troubles, why bother having a long life?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have a short and sweet life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-384410999056116894?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/384410999056116894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=384410999056116894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/384410999056116894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/384410999056116894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/08/problems-problems.html' title='Problems problems...'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-5956630548168747040</id><published>2009-07-22T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:22:23.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad bad head-ache</title><content type='html'>My head hurts!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to put on my retainers back...after 10 years from wearing my braces.&lt;br /&gt;Because my front teeth is bulging out a little bit..&lt;br /&gt;and now my teeth and head hurts like hell!&lt;br /&gt;Can't get used to the retainers after all.&lt;br /&gt;I used to wear it when i sleep in the past. I couldn't stand the pain and thus, i remove it a month later.&lt;br /&gt;And i regretted...&lt;br /&gt;I should have wore it all these while but it's soooo uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, tell me the price of wanting to be pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'TS KILLING ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-5956630548168747040?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5956630548168747040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=5956630548168747040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5956630548168747040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5956630548168747040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-bad-head-ache.html' title='Bad bad head-ache'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-866202466593079497</id><published>2009-06-15T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:31:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Ever since i moved the direction of my bed, i've been waking up in the middle of the night very often. I will wake up every 2 hours to check my clock, partially to see if i'm late for work. But it is ridiculous lah, imagine i can wake up and 'miao' my clock at 2 am, 5am, 6am, 7pm and 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i get back to sleep, I start to dream about a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It can be unlinked dreams...just filling up my mind, not letting me to have a good night's sleep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened when i am at his house too. Well that probably explains why i can always fall asleep when i touch the bed. And I mean literally touch the bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me? Is it the fengshui?? Or just me being paranoid about my own life and work??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking shit...how i wish i can have a good rest without any dreams or having to wake up! I wonder if there is a sleeping marathon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347515202617576578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SjYwvpMFjII/AAAAAAAAAPI/mMNlCQbIsZM/s320/baby-sleeping-black-and-white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-866202466593079497?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/866202466593079497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=866202466593079497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/866202466593079497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/866202466593079497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SjYwvpMFjII/AAAAAAAAAPI/mMNlCQbIsZM/s72-c/baby-sleeping-black-and-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-3069419501905038785</id><published>2009-05-18T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:18:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proposal</title><content type='html'>He proposed to me on 9 May 2009 at Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am happy.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalala....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-3069419501905038785?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3069419501905038785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=3069419501905038785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3069419501905038785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3069419501905038785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/05/proposal.html' title='Proposal'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-5896423604675478692</id><published>2009-05-13T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:27:26.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I dreamt of ah ma yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at her wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma, how are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-5896423604675478692?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5896423604675478692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=5896423604675478692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5896423604675478692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5896423604675478692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-3729726357141930077</id><published>2009-04-28T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:52:30.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Ah ma</title><content type='html'>Goodbye ah ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are in heaven now&lt;br /&gt;without any sufferings or pain&lt;br /&gt;and i feel happy for you&lt;br /&gt;but i feel sad at times too&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;all of us miss you as well&lt;br /&gt;but i know one day we will see each other in heaven again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a priviledge to have you as my ah ma&lt;br /&gt;always so strong and independent&lt;br /&gt;wanting the best for all of us&lt;br /&gt;always giving us the best that you can provide for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can describe what an inspirational and self-sacrificial  person you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a shame that i didn't learn my teochew better to communicate better with you.&lt;br /&gt;And i know you are lonely when you are alone at home and talks to the cats&lt;br /&gt;i regret not going to visit you more often than usual but only on CNY and after you fell sick&lt;br /&gt;it's a bit too late to say anything now&lt;br /&gt;but i just want to remind myself again and again&lt;br /&gt;that i should treasure my family more than ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you ah ma&lt;br /&gt;for appearing at my graduation ceremony&lt;br /&gt;for visiting us when you are free&lt;br /&gt;for cooking for me&lt;br /&gt;for buying chee cheong fun &amp;amp; dao hui zhui for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;for giving me pocket money at times&lt;br /&gt;for being so strong and loving and cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still miss you and love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye ah ma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-3729726357141930077?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3729726357141930077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=3729726357141930077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3729726357141930077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3729726357141930077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-ah-ma.html' title='Goodbye Ah ma'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-6615080032858268800</id><published>2009-04-08T18:49:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:49:38.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maligned</title><content type='html'>I never felt so insulted before... or rather being caught by SURPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless would anyone imagine me having an affair? You??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although i love to party and have fun, but this is really not my cup of tea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen so many life examples around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going to repeat their mistakes man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...but...there is actually someone who accused me of having an affair with his husband (let's call him &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;)!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*WTF*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time round, i don't know whether to laugh or to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i truly understood the feeling of being &lt;em&gt;maligned&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite stunned when i saw this message:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Allow me to remind you not to send such email to me anymore, pls communicate professionally and only on official matters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called A immediately and asked him what happened and what does this message means. He told me the whole story and said his wife suspected him having an affair with me. (She used this email because A replied a thread saying that he wants to RSVP me, instead of the party.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is pretty obvious that his wife used his account to email me without letting him know. So i wrote back nicely saying that this is totally untrue. Short and sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What made me boiled is the sms sent later via his handphone. She used his hp to sms me but did not indicate it was her who sms-ed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wrote, &lt;em&gt;"Pls contact my staff directly for any future matters."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe i over-reacted but i felt absurb because i did nothing here and i've been contacting A all these while. There is absolutely NO REASON for me to stop contacting him lor! And it also means i have to cut off contacts with A lah?? Not that i don't want to oblige because of whatever reasons, but basically I DON'T FEEL THE NEED to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS WOMAN didn't get her facts right and started pointing her finger at me, confirming that i had something going on with A. In actual fact, i won't even fancy A! He's not that good looking, big and round but he's really a funny and very cheeky fellow. And that's what i like about A as a friend! Just because we look close when taking photos doesn't mean anything ok!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i sms-ed back with this message and hope that she finally understood what she has been telling me within a night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Please precise your concerns for contacting your staff directly since we have been liaising with A all this while. If there is an issue, pls contact me directly instead of using A's email or hp to text me on assumption matters. And to reiterate on your written email, i hope you will get your facts right as well. I'm organising on behalf of XXX, sending a mass invitation to all parties for an event but yet i'm getting such a bewildered reply from you, reminding me to communicate professionally? In fact, i find this totally absurb because i'd rather remind you to read what was the reply sent by A and would you then termed this as a professional response?? On what grounds was my email not official?? I've no qualms to raise this matter should you want to pursue further."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XXX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I think she probably reached her limit when her husband is always being so friendly to girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-6615080032858268800?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6615080032858268800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=6615080032858268800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6615080032858268800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6615080032858268800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/maligned.html' title='Maligned'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-4154722324196613142</id><published>2009-03-31T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:59:42.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Keep the Sparks Alive in a Long Term Relationship</title><content type='html'>For most men, the conquest for the woman's heart ends at the wedding altar. The beginning of marriage spells the end of romance. After a while, the daily routine becomes boring and predictable. Complacency is what kills romance in a long-term relationship. Never allow yourselves to take each other for granted, and always make that extra effort to be romantic and sweet. You don't have to get stuck in a romantic rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are five kinds of rituals to add sparks of romance into your relationship: quality time, words of affirmation, gifts, acts of service and physical touch. Do it on a daily basis. Sustaining a long-term relationship ought to be a daily conquest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quality Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there for her. Your presence is more important than your presents. Ask her how's her day. When she tells you her problem, don't be in a hurry to tell her the solution. What she wants is not your solution, but your listening ear. Set aside time for romance and intimacy. Schedule a regular date. Recreate the first date. Plan other fun, exciting or unusual things to do together - watch the sunset, bring a blanket for a picnic or rent a bicycle built for two. Share your daily activities. Eat together. Share your jokes. Learn something new together, e.g. to reach a fitness goal, to take up dancing lessons, to volunteer in community works, to take up part-time studies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words of Affirmation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate your wife and compliment her often. Notice the little changes like a new hairdo, a new dress or a new dish. Resolve conflicts quickly. It's ok to disagree. When you argue, don't bring up past issues. Never end the day with anger. Thank her for something everyday. Every evening before going to sleep, tell her what you appreciate about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gifts &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to give her big expensive gifts to make her happy, just regular little ones will do. Know what she likes or dislikes. Surprise her with little love notes (in her pillow, briefcase or book), a card, an email, her favourite musical CD, or her favourite food or snack. Bring home a special treat like durians. Surprise her with flowers. Diana revealed the most romantic gift he received for her birthday. "He wrote a love song and played his guitar and sang it for me. He also recorded it to a CD for me. It was so beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physical Touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch her often. Hug, cuddle, snuggle, touch, stroke. Give warm hugs; it's good for health. Kiss regularly. Kiss is the food of love. Set the mood for the night with soft music, scented candles, a warm bath, clean, soft sheets and wear something sexy. Take bath together. Give massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon is pleased with her husband's daily ritual. "&lt;em&gt;He kisses me before he leaves to go to work even though I am sleeping and don't know that he kisses me but he says it is just in case he doesn't come home... God forbid something bad happens to him&lt;/em&gt;." She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance is like a flower. Treat it properly, nourish it and attend to it everyday. If you don't it will wither away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sam Choo The WOW Coach&lt;a href="mailto:sam@wow-her.com.sg"&gt;sam@wow-her.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-4154722324196613142?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4154722324196613142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=4154722324196613142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/4154722324196613142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/4154722324196613142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-to-keep-sparks-alive-in-long-term.html' title='How to Keep the Sparks Alive in a Long Term Relationship'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-6985273404188311489</id><published>2009-03-05T09:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:07:10.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is the best medicine</title><content type='html'>Yawn... waiting for my flight back to Singapore now and my legs are aching.&lt;br /&gt;Was at Hong Kong for a workshop recently and glad that it was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;Nice overseas colleagues and everyone was working towards the same aim&lt;br /&gt;Market visit, chatting, and learning new things...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will get another chance to come again...or maybe next time i will get a chance to go somewhere else again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just been to Boracay recently for a beach relaxation trip&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy...it is such a beautiful place&lt;br /&gt;Clear sea, powdery white sand and friendly people&lt;br /&gt;What more can i ask more?&lt;br /&gt;But the journey to there is quite troublesome though (btw i booked my own flights, boat and taxi), so it will be better to travel with a tour group or some friends who know the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard news from several friends that they had gotten a flat but waiting for their boyfriends to propose. I don't understand why Singaporeans have to do it a different way. How did this culture ever appear in the first place? How can the guys be so unromantic!? Don't all of you understand that you have to propose first? Have to ensure both parties be 100% comfortable, in love and committed with each other in the first place before making such a decision? And buying a flat in SIngapore is not cheap lor... humpf! Don't you know the troublesome process of cancelling the flat in the end? And when you get the keys to the flat, the girls will be waiting for their bfs to propose. I mean what can the girl say if he propose? It's like tying them down  and giving them no choices to refuse your OFFER. Sounds like some transaction to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you have your own goals, and i had mine of course&lt;br /&gt;Seems and sounds different&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long it will last&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully, something works out though&lt;br /&gt;I do aim for the same goals as you but it's going to be quite difficult to accomplish if you are going to be impatient or non-understanding.&lt;br /&gt;I have my own fears and concerns and it's not something that can be solved overnight&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, you can give me some time to think about it and also need to convince myself what i really want. FYI, my first priority is my career for now.&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere, I just felt unjustified somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i've been trying to change for the better but you are always expecting more&lt;br /&gt;Changes are not made overnight, let alone a week, a month...&lt;br /&gt;Some habits can be improved after a period of time (probably years)&lt;br /&gt;but every time, you expect more and more and more.&lt;br /&gt;It's like temper. A person growing up in his 20+ years can't be expected to change immediately. Basically, it's like a drug.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already trying my best to speak up and reason with you. But it's not fair if you keep wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i really don't know what you want. That's probably why you always say i'm insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I better stopped writing for now. Somebody kept staring at me. Bet he wants to use the internet... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-6985273404188311489?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6985273404188311489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=6985273404188311489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6985273404188311489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6985273404188311489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/03/ignorance-is-best-medicine.html' title='Ignorance is the best medicine'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-9044691876292991036</id><published>2009-01-04T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:27:55.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SWCPH07AqcI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lb84HqfBED8/s1600-h/2009-print-preview-blog.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287383327160969666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SWCPH07AqcI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lb84HqfBED8/s320/2009-print-preview-blog.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great start for Year 2009&lt;br /&gt;i'm down with an irritating cough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i've got a flu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... and i wasted my money on the dance class...can't attend today again for the 3rd time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's everyone's new year resolution?&lt;br /&gt;i have not thought of mine actually.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted more $$$... HAHAHA.. who doesn't right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i am wasting my life away during a sunny Sunday to prepare a business proposal brief for my boss. *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-9044691876292991036?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/9044691876292991036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=9044691876292991036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/9044691876292991036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/9044691876292991036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-2009.html' title='Year 2009'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SWCPH07AqcI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lb84HqfBED8/s72-c/2009-print-preview-blog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-3434356049540891283</id><published>2008-12-16T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:53:14.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>i think i am getting a little bit too emo here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-3434356049540891283?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3434356049540891283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=3434356049540891283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3434356049540891283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3434356049540891283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/12/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-2880494348844412131</id><published>2008-12-16T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:50:08.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Gosh, i didn't realised i haven't been updating my blog for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't know how many times i had said that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently swamped with a lot of parties in December and i seriously wondered how did i managed to keep up with it&lt;br /&gt;Went to Zouk on last Friday till 5am and then to ZoukOut the following day&lt;br /&gt;i was really tired at one point of time but the fun is too tempting&lt;br /&gt;is it the boys or the attention or the party fun?&lt;br /&gt;the type of feeling is like you drink a lot and you are super high (and you still kinda know what you are doing)&lt;br /&gt;the fact is that i don't drink a lot&lt;br /&gt;but i think my mentality of partying is getting worse&lt;br /&gt;always out late till dawn&lt;br /&gt;always want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i running away from something?&lt;br /&gt;no i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;i am happy but i don't feel that happy&lt;br /&gt;something is seriously lacking&lt;br /&gt;i feel a little bit empty though which i don't know why at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a very nice and understanding bf who sometimes complained a bit&lt;br /&gt;no it's not because of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's more about my career?&lt;br /&gt;i think i want more?&lt;br /&gt;want a bigger title, bigger pay, more opportunities, more travel, etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-2880494348844412131?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2880494348844412131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=2880494348844412131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2880494348844412131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2880494348844412131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/12/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-1015420991889921318</id><published>2008-07-01T19:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:50:20.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Paris....on the 1st day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paris, France is a beautiful and romantic city..&lt;br /&gt;The ideal image of this place matches reality which is a GOOD thing! Victorian styled buildings, stylish-dressed ladies and men, deliciously-tasted champagnes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, everything I dreamt of is found there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Except the food lah… maybe it’s served cold and we Singaporeans are so used to hot food like our usual fishball soup noodles, bak kut the and cheng ting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But the food is 5-star standard all the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why? It’s cooked by our own Martell chef in the Chateau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Foie gras, duck meat, very very very fresh oysters, lobsters, etc… seafood is cold by the way but it’s sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the food..&lt;br /&gt;I’m not complaining anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say Martell Co is a very generous company. They paid for everything. Yes EVERYTHING. Imagine we have a hundred staff going for this kickstart trip. And they are very personalized as well! The first thing I stepped into my hotel room, I saw a Martell XO miniature, carrier bag and a letter saying thanks to us for coming and hope we enjoy our stay. Wow…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218014896201729490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoc5uDNBdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3CEkC5HoWSI/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Hotel - Concorde Monparnasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218014877790644914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoc4pdqKrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/33BrosQCBPg/s320/IMGP0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The view outside my hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218014866008170482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoc39kf3_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/C9Okhjt1Kg4/s320/IMGP0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGodAgDhewI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qpRcPPL0ckY/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218015012704058114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGodAgDhewI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qpRcPPL0ckY/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Street signs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGodC1OjrYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3hUNeFHeIqA/s1600-h/IMGP0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218015052747222402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGodC1OjrYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3hUNeFHeIqA/s320/IMGP0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here comes the subway train!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218017191655944066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoe_VSIr4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/kIdKB4e3hus/s320/IMGP0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218017202851398690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoe_-_VxCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6WED-uA7vsA/s320/IMGP0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Notre Dame Cathedral&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218017213527985010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGofAmw1i3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/HQPsgP01iiQ/s320/IMGP0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lovely building with roses at the window stills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218017244875927490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGofCbixL8I/AAAAAAAAAII/XrURlKzt-3Q/s320/IMGP0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me eating the melon ice-cream, proclaiming the tastiest ice-cream at that area~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218019019547640322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGogputeggI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/_xUDqVRLu1o/s320/IMGP0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With Martell ambassador - Damien&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218019028873708146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGogqRc_AnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Z7zg_Y5ydFk/s320/IMGP0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eiffel Tower&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218019039531439666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGogq5J_FjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ln7TGhFMYBE/s320/IMGP0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218019046059247746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGogrReViII/AAAAAAAAAIw/PCIeJ4Fuzg0/s320/IMGP0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wind's pretty strong ah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218020743364336994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoiOEbZ3WI/AAAAAAAAAI4/11MthW78iIs/s320/IMGP0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another place to take pics of Eiffel tower&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218020750694493842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoiOfvDLpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Vmnb8zyV_SY/s320/IMGP0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys doing the Fa Lun Gong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218020752999677650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoiOoUpftI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DQhysV2hLU8/s320/IMGP0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Arc de Triomphe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218020768118291506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoiPgpNPDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/TGETP6iaaA4/s320/IMGP0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;R(A)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218023099157349458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGokXMcOhFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zp_AMYbFAws/s320/IMGP0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;La Couple: The area where they are preparing the seafood platter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218023082519882466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGokWOdi6uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DLkTleCIPY4/s320/Picture+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Violah!!! Yummy! We were all very full after eating this platter and guess what? This is only the Appetitizer lor! Wah piangz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218023093903016850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGokW43fw5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iY_al3dS6Ps/s320/IMGP0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The lamb meat with rice...i simply can't gobble this down cos i'm sooo full! Not mentioning desserts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218023089897073538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGokWp8Z64I/AAAAAAAAAJw/OQy1PIYUWTI/s320/Picture+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Evian water is everywhere!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay i needa go to the loo... trying to control till i finish this post! There's still another 5 more days of this trip so stay tuned!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-1015420991889921318?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1015420991889921318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=1015420991889921318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1015420991889921318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1015420991889921318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-parison-1st-day.html' title='My Paris....on the 1st day.'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SGoc5uDNBdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3CEkC5HoWSI/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-3437407045493150115</id><published>2008-05-26T12:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:30:44.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Team Paintball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204549289477340482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpGAP9O_UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/LYB_3A7_iE8/s400/DSC00119.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I played Tag Paintball last Friday and it was super hilarious and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention PAINFUL as well lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word "Paintball" should be changed to "&lt;strong&gt;Painball&lt;/strong&gt;"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway it was meant to be a company recreation day but only about 20 people turned up for the game. FIY, they count by number of bullets. If i remembered correctly, 1000 bullets cost $2,500. Yeah...that's quite expensive to me. Our total bill amounts to $1,190 which is still reasonable lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, i expected this game to be rough and painful so you guys be prepared if you were to play. The bullets can actually travel very far! 30metres? By the way, it's edible! Haha..of course i didn't try it lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Professionals said so.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But do be careful of the safety measures like not to take off your protective mask during the game and always lock your gun after the game, etc. One of the personnels said a Thai boy kena hit by the eye and was immediately blind. So must listen to them hor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The game is pretty simple to understand lah. In short, a team has a maximum no of 5 members. Each team will stay at their own boundaries and there's barriers for us to hide. Once hit, you have to raise your hand, run to the red cross house, touch and continue the game. You just have to hit down the 2 stands at your opponents side, grab the box and run back to your own house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds simple?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my poor colleagues fell down, kena hit and got serious bruisings. I kena the head TWICE!!! There is no bruise but it's still painful till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The briefing starts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204549272297471250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="283" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpF_P9O_RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DdUaqmUEinI/s400/DSC00130.JPG" width="276" border="0" /&gt;My team members&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204549285182373170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpF__9O_TI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kltcFv90eJ0/s400/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Acting "kawaii" with Alexis...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204549280887405858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpF_v9O_SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UB03rSzbK0Q/s400/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The game starts rolling!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204549293772307794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpGAf9O_VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/DwA7iCF1nNw/s400/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204552996034116994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpJX_9O_YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-nASTj5Mg00/s400/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That's me got shot in the head...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204553004624051602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpJYf9O_ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Bc5rXg3DWeo/s400/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daren's hand with the red bullet shot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204552987444182370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpJXf9O_WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/e7dz4TCgIWE/s400/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OUCCCHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha...i will want to play again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-3437407045493150115?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3437407045493150115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=3437407045493150115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3437407045493150115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3437407045493150115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-team-paintball.html' title='Tag Team Paintball!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SDpGAP9O_UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/LYB_3A7_iE8/s72-c/DSC00119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-5298855267223456969</id><published>2008-05-14T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:18:16.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRS</title><content type='html'>I've been working at Pernod Ricard Singapore for about 1 1/2 months already and I'm still enjoying it! Maybe because the workload is not as heavy as FJB and people here are generally very nice. Not to mention that i can go out to different pubs and discos to drink alchohol for FREE? Well, alcohol is not my favourite but at least i enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta boast that my workplace is freaking near to where i stay man...i know everyone is throwing daggers at me already by the fact that i wake up at 7.45am and reach work at 8.30am. :) That's the benefit of working near my home... but the disadvantage is that you may be called back to the office to do something any time! Kena once before already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new environment here is totally different from FJB which i am loving it every moment. Nevertheless, i still missed my old colleagues ya? *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be going to Reims/Paris, France on 14 - 20 June for my company's kick start programme! I am sooo lucky lah...bloody HAPPY also. So glad that i made it for this trip just in time. Basically we will be visiting the champagnes areas and staying in Chantalope! Shall update more with pictures when i come back from France then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Stop envying me girls... all of you went to a lot of great places as well. Now IT'S MY TURN!!!*evil smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-5298855267223456969?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5298855267223456969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=5298855267223456969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5298855267223456969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5298855267223456969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/05/prs.html' title='PRS'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-6998110672330944341</id><published>2008-04-21T00:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T01:00:14.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VICTORIA'S SECRET - Sexy Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;VICTORIA'S SECRET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sexy Little Things® &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191372826393683106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SAt2FJ3PpKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/CabGAYFS8RA/s400/V271636_RC290_EDIT_6K.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SAt2AJ3PpJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JOZVTE8lkGA/s1600-h/V273881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191372740494337170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SAt2AJ3PpJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JOZVTE8lkGA/s400/V273881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm selling the Fishnet &amp;amp; lace cheeky panty - Black color only right now. Get girly with lacy trim, and Low-rise! Imported nylon/spandex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sizes: S/M/L&lt;br /&gt;1 for SGD$16&lt;br /&gt;3 for SGD$39.90&lt;br /&gt;No airfreight costs needed. No waiting time is required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victoria Secret's 'Sexy Little Things' Collection is one of the most intriguing and inviting collections. The 'Sexy Little Things' Collection introduces captivating baby dolls, sexy satin, and magnificent mesh pieces that will bring out the inner confidence of any woman. Below is the website of the Victoria Secret's most popular item from her 'Sexy Little Things' Collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&amp;amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;amp;event=display&amp;amp;prnbr=8M-190039&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;cgname=OSPTYSXYZZZ&amp;amp;rfnbr=4699"&gt;http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&amp;amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;amp;event=display&amp;amp;prnbr=8M-190039&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;cgname=OSPTYSXYZZZ&amp;amp;rfnbr=4699&lt;/a&gt;# &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may click on the first image to see the size chart as well. So if you are interested, pls do email me at &lt;a href="mailto:maybelline13@hotmail.com"&gt;maybelline13@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Do spread the word around! Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-6998110672330944341?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6998110672330944341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=6998110672330944341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6998110672330944341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/6998110672330944341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/04/victorias-secret-sexy-little-things.html' title='VICTORIA&apos;S SECRET - Sexy Little Things'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/SAt2FJ3PpKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/CabGAYFS8RA/s72-c/V271636_RC290_EDIT_6K.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-1844113543107966694</id><published>2008-03-08T13:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:57:05.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start for MOI~</title><content type='html'>Dear finally permed his hair!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..and with my magical hands, i've transformed him into a 60's lookalike idol~&lt;br /&gt;without the wide legged pants though...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;1st day of perm is terrible cos his hair looked very high!&lt;br /&gt;plus his hair is so short...he looked like Mr Phua Chu Kang for the next few days lor.&lt;br /&gt;without the mole and yellow boots of cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R9IhPwykkBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MoWotObgzcE/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175235476480888850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R9IhPwykkBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MoWotObgzcE/s400/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now I kinda miss his usual spikey hair...but it's a good daring change! I'm so proud of U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175236524452909090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R9IiMwykkCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MIcseUP3ahE/s400/Dear+acting+cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finally leaving them... after working and slogging hard for 1.5years there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a bit uncertain for the first few days after i tendered my resignation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i will definitely miss my colleagues and GUESS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after working till 12.30am this week for that last minute major meeting...I am extremely super CONFIRMED that i must get out of this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah...the culture is something I cannot get used to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything is always last minute...can't they just give people advance heads up?? Argh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of friends kept telling me to get out already... saying that my passion is something that i can't earn loads of money... go do banking, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guessed at least i've tried working in this industry and i've no die-hard regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's truly something which i'll always remember (all the bad things...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't think i'm cut out for sales or banking or even operations as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I will probably to advance in marketing area in the future although it doesn't pay very well compared to other jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i hope my new company is a lot better...but i just got a feeling that there will be tons of events to organise.. and i mean TONs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm telling myself to expect at least 12 events per year since I am undertaking 4 different brands. Hope that the people are nice over there..the company culture is friendly...the workload is manageable....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last day is 18th March and i can't wait for this day to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, i had my preliminary drinks with Angel and Vicki at Fashion Bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's an International Women's Day event at Fashion Bar but it's super quiet lah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a lot of people so i think this event is not so successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, Fashion Bar sucks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No cute guys at all...and they CHASED US OUT BECAUSE THE EVENT IS OVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to Le Noir for more drinks beside fashion bar and...... WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEAVEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the cutie caucasian and abc models are there! There is this angmoh brunette guy who looks super cute with curly hair! *Okay...i'm currently going ga-ga over curly furly hair...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*drooling already...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must go there more often next time man...they are seriously HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can see cannot touch type...haha...at least for me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't see myself going out on a date with a caucasian man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels weird and i will probably can't catch what they are talking, especially the Americans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also after the OWOB experience, i will never ever want to work with Americans....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175240845190008882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R9ImIQykkDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/IhRn2hpgkhA/s400/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vicki &amp;amp; moi~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175241399240790082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R9ImogykkEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/O1eCUo8lvqw/s400/Image115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A very blurred threesome photo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-1844113543107966694?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1844113543107966694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=1844113543107966694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1844113543107966694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1844113543107966694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-start-for-moi.html' title='A new start for MOI~'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R9IhPwykkBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MoWotObgzcE/s72-c/Image046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-347182552694162282</id><published>2008-02-04T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:20:10.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi! Gong Xi!</title><content type='html'>YAWNNNNNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so boring...&lt;br /&gt;Although Chinese New Year is coming but I don't feel it man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really need to find more activities for myself already...argh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but what is there to do??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yoga? Night cycling? dancing? singing? new languages? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this CNY, I've just dyed my hair to dark ash brown which is a major flop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NO DIFFERENCE AT ALL LOR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I did eyelash extension as well which is the natural type...Jasmine's eyelashes were fuller cos the gal said her eyelashes are thicker while mine is finer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TA~DAH~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163137942522181042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R6cmmm5gNbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gMxsQCx7bzU/s400/Image034.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163138810105574850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R6cnZG5gNcI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EmHFKjelPP8/s400/Image031.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to chill right since there's nothing to do...check out this place at Dempsey Road&lt;br /&gt;It's called "House" if i'm not wrong...there's supposed to be a alot of spa rooms but when you head in, it doesn't look like spas to me leh. But it is a very interesting layout..you get to paint the walls! Haha...if you ever enter a room and you see "Barclays" means I was there cos it's Dav who painted it! PATRIOTIC leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163141189517456850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R6cpjm5gNdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rtgGyzqJjrg/s400/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saw the painting behind us? That's the one...a photo taken with all the working adults...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started playing this baka game where we gotta submerged our hands into the freezing icy bucket and whoever takes out his/her hand first, he/she has to finish the glass of wine. *FREAK!* And you know how freaking cold is the bucket??? Oh man...try it at home lah... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the boys first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jack...kena bitten by Mic thus removing his hand first! Aiyooo...&lt;br /&gt;Look at them...it must be damn painful!!! Damn hilarious cos it's only like 20 secs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163141597539349986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R6cp7W5gNeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LRTLbzL5--8/s400/Image028.jpg" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the girls! WE ROCK THE WORLD man! I bet we put our hands for more than 30 secs and nobody seems willingly to remove their hands! So SY gotta remove hers first before she loses her feeling...haha... I almost died there man. Totally numbness when your hand is in that pool after 10secs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Girls have more tolerance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163142619741566450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R6cq225gNfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/FA60vNuzN7k/s400/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is reaching within 2 days time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i will be getting as many ang baos lah...usually when people grow older, it's the other way round now. Your parents will want to get ang baos from you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wish all my jie meis, buddies, friends and colleagues..&lt;br /&gt;Buy 4D &amp;amp; TOTO will win big big ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GONG XI! GONG XI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-347182552694162282?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/347182552694162282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=347182552694162282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/347182552694162282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/347182552694162282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-gong-xi.html' title='Gong Xi! Gong Xi!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R6cmmm5gNbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gMxsQCx7bzU/s72-c/Image034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-8593871625988774781</id><published>2008-01-05T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:01:32.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start of Year 2008</title><content type='html'>Finally changed my blogskin to a colourful happy one!&lt;br /&gt;I love rainbows! The mix of all the happy colours gives people a feeling of a fresh start&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i thought of care bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151907866123158098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R39A6IPPwlI/AAAAAAAAADw/kN9XU5VevRw/s400/care_bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I Lurveeee that cartoon! All of them are so cute and huggy...I can't remember which one i like&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...i wish i am still a kid..&lt;br /&gt;Now my blog looks more like ghostbuster station...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I spent my new year eve at Raffles The Fairmont&lt;br /&gt;previously, it was called Westin Stamford then Raffles The Plaza then now this name...&lt;br /&gt;I still like it as Westin Stamford&lt;br /&gt;more prestigous and classy...&lt;br /&gt;Fairmont just reminds me of NTUC Fairprice...Hahah~&lt;br /&gt;We had all our boyfriends staying over this time (except Char's one...opps!)&lt;br /&gt;and played chariots all day and night!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What an intellectual way to start off a new year leh @_@"&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun though...especially acting like William Hung and BORAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*pls refer to XH's blog for more photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, with a new year, I must at least have a new thing to kickstart off.&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my Nokia 6500 slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151910748046213730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R39Dh4PPwmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/44CbcqTrXv8/s400/Nokia-6500-Slide-phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I can take high quality pictures with a 3.2 megapixel camera with Carl Zeiss optics, auto focus, and 8x digital zoom, with flash! But please note that the rest of the functions are pretty similar with the rest of the Nokia phones. This phone is pretty good for me already cos I don't need any high-tech functions lah..It's just a stylish 3G phone for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, this is not my first choice handphone at first wanted to buy the Nokia 6500 Classic which is so much slimmer than this one and i think it totally fits me but such good things usually comes with a price. It's a dualband 3G phone which means when you make video call, you call see the person. In order for the other party to see you, you have to flip the phone to the back because there is no camera at the front! DUMB ass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look out for GUESS Spring/Summer 2008 collection soon! Lovely prints and bright colour denim jeans! Shall put some of the ad campaign images up soon! For those who are crazy over GUESS and wants to be one of our VIP, check out our re-launch of GUESS VIP programme on 14 Jan 2008 till 17 Feb 2008.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Simply spend a minimum of $200 in a single receipt at GUESS, GUESS By Marciano, Accessories, Footwear or $150 in a single receipt at GUESS Kids and qualify to be a VIP!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Terms &amp;amp; Conditions apply)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The usual spending qualifying amount is $1,500 in a single receipt at GUESS, GUESS By Marciano, Accessories, Footwear or $800 in a single receipt at GUESS Kids. If not, you have to accumulate to an amount of $2,000 to qualify.&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/13695565-8593871625988774781?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8593871625988774781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=8593871625988774781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8593871625988774781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8593871625988774781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-start-of-year-2008.html' title='A new start of Year 2008'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R39A6IPPwlI/AAAAAAAAADw/kN9XU5VevRw/s72-c/care_bears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-1948857249495749534</id><published>2007-12-17T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:41:06.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>Yuuoo-hooo! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MISS MOI??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many shit had been happening during these few months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurt my foot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;computer crashed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a pimple at the side of my nose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dark eye circles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my neighbour's flat at 2nd storey was on fire...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What worse can it happen???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now hoping that my pathetic bonus can tide me through this holiday season cos i've been spending way too much man....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always feel that I don't have a lot of clothes but in fact, i've tons of them! I never really knew until I pulled out everything for the flea market the other time. But i can't seem to curb this bad habit of spending more n more $$ on apparels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has become an ESSENTIAL item to me already. *bleah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had such a rough time setting up the GUESS party earlier on but I'm so so so glad that it is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate event planning now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148568417381368354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R3NjsoPPwiI/AAAAAAAAADY/DSid3GNNO3E/s400/Card00182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148569710166524482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R3Nk34PPwkI/AAAAAAAAADo/G9ZJW3RbENA/s400/Color+Card00299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148567777431241218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R3NjHYPPwgI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZjuDVrM1_xI/s400/Photo0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily it was a success afterall. At least got people come to my party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you my lovely cousins for showing support to the party! And their partners as well! *muacks and hugz~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148568687964308018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R3Nj8YPPwjI/AAAAAAAAADg/6vHb5bj5dq8/s400/Card00148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also just came back from KL with XH and Jas. Sorry Char! We left without you cos bus tickets are all full for the next few weeks and furthermore, cousin Richard is not available as well. But we bought ya pressies right? We are thinking of you every single day every single minute leh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Pls refer to XH's blog to see more KL pics!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone starts to think of their new New Year resolution soon cos 2008 is approaching in less than a few more days! And I also wish everyone a &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Have loads of fun and get shitface! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jingle bell jingle bell jingle all the way........"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/13695565-1948857249495749534?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1948857249495749534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=1948857249495749534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1948857249495749534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1948857249495749534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/R3NjsoPPwiI/AAAAAAAAADY/DSid3GNNO3E/s72-c/Card00182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-2150687392578938373</id><published>2007-10-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:52:57.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatch Day!</title><content type='html'>I received 3 surprises this year for my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st surprise:&lt;br /&gt;I was busy doing my stuffs in my room when Angel called me over secretly to Wendy's room&lt;br /&gt;So i was looking flustered cos of all my undone jobs&lt;br /&gt;Who knows I saw a candle on a slice of chocolate banana cake!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..i was still so blurry that I thought we are going to celebrate W's resignation in advance&lt;br /&gt;Yah...so it's all for me!&lt;br /&gt;Poor Angel gotta run all the way to Forum to get the cake and come back asap before her boss catches her.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Angel, Phylin and Wendy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd surprise:&lt;br /&gt;I was busy with my approvals of the lamppost banners then i received a frantic call from my boss. Low husky voice as usual and she sounded super serious.&lt;br /&gt;Told me to quickly come down to L1 and said it's super duper urgent without telling me anything and then 'cupped' my hp!&lt;br /&gt;Damn...i thought something bad happened and it's gonna be my fault&lt;br /&gt;And yeah...she was standing outside Kavyn's room and looking at her hp&lt;br /&gt;She led me in the room and tadah!!! A candle on a gigantic cake again!&lt;br /&gt;Ahahah...don't know whether to laugh or to cry&lt;br /&gt;Scare the hell out of me lah!&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thanks for the surprises! Thank you Dol, Kav, Cheryl and Vicki!&lt;br /&gt;And also to specially thank my boss for letting me to choose something from Guess store for my bday pressie! Haha...i love that party dress! So gonna wear during the Guess Party and New Year outing! Thanks Dol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd surprise:&lt;br /&gt;I got promoted! But I'm still poor...&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am looking for a permanent Marcom Officer to take over my position so if anyone out there who is interested in what I'm doing and don't mind a lot of stress, harsh scoldings, bitching, gossips, super tight deadlines &amp;amp; last minute requests/works , pls msg me at the shout out box. You are the person who definitely wants to go far far in the fashion industry. Pay is definitely little but you get a good portfolio (for the sake of my company's name) and learn a lot. I guess we all have to learn the hard way when it comes to marketing. For your information, the basis of my job are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;to read magazines, do editorial reports and calculate the media value&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loads and loads of administrative work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;run up and down, left and right (you get to do a lot of exercise!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;help out at events or fashion shows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hand out at parties and make new friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow I am going to have my bday dinner with my gals! Last one liao....so sad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1year older again! HUMPH~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-2150687392578938373?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2150687392578938373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=2150687392578938373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2150687392578938373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2150687392578938373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/10/hatch-day.html' title='Hatch Day!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-9165568130588802368</id><published>2007-10-10T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:13:23.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LL</title><content type='html'>Work is getting more hectic and hectic these days&lt;br /&gt;and is never ending also!&lt;br /&gt;No matter how fast i clear my stuff, new assignments are always waiting for me lor!&lt;br /&gt;Damn...i can't work slow also because i will accumulate my pile of workload&lt;br /&gt;Felt so demoralised as well cos many people are quitting&lt;br /&gt;even those whom i've never expected them to quit...they really did&lt;br /&gt;what's the bloody problem with this co?&lt;br /&gt;are we all that dispensable?!&lt;br /&gt;I always thought this co is a glamorous and comfortable yet challenging environment to work in (that's what i thought before i graduated)&lt;br /&gt;It really disappoints me...deeply...&lt;br /&gt;The ME once held so much passion for her fashion job just turns to someone who hates her co to the core&lt;br /&gt;I despise them...really...&lt;br /&gt;the shoutings, the screaming, the politics, the unfairness, the lousy benefits, the sickening workload, the shifting of place, the pretence, the gossips!&lt;br /&gt;even She also wanted out of it...omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking towards to Orchard Towers just now after work&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't realised I stepped into a red light district!&lt;br /&gt;So many Thailand gers standing around, with their boobs popped up straight to your face man...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I became one of the targets for the men..Sleazy ang mohs and blangadesh were standing at some corners&lt;br /&gt;ogling at those pretty gers..&lt;br /&gt;But I still went to the food court to have my dinner first.&lt;br /&gt;Not hungry though but need to feed myself to have energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just want to whine a bit over here...&lt;br /&gt;And kena sai...i may have to work on my birthday....ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-9165568130588802368?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/9165568130588802368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=9165568130588802368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/9165568130588802368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/9165568130588802368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/10/work-is-getting-more-hectic-and-hectic.html' title='LL'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-7751673683250525176</id><published>2007-10-07T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:15:55.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wardrobe Raids</title><content type='html'>My girls and I are going to set up a stall at Wardrobe Raids! Sista of Fash-Bash..We will be selling our second hand items - apparels, earrings, necklaces, etc... you name it!!! Come visit us!&lt;br /&gt;Our stall is at #70!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RwfBo2QWAOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cDZfdcFCg2s/s1600-h/FashBash-WardrobeRaids-7Oct[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118272409032851682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RwfBo2QWAOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cDZfdcFCg2s/s400/FashBash-WardrobeRaids-7Oct%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118273263731343602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RwfCamQWAPI/AAAAAAAAADA/iuJA2JKKHEo/s400/FloorPlan%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-7751673683250525176?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7751673683250525176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=7751673683250525176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7751673683250525176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7751673683250525176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/10/wardrobe-raids.html' title='Wardrobe Raids'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RwfBo2QWAOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cDZfdcFCg2s/s72-c/FashBash-WardrobeRaids-7Oct%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-7247002312099626959</id><published>2007-09-30T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:21:12.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married Not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/Rv-fUWQWAMI/AAAAAAAAACo/eyUyt1UKwY4/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115982873636503746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/Rv-fUWQWAMI/AAAAAAAAACo/eyUyt1UKwY4/s400/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope this is not my wedding ring for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;This is my birthday pressie from dear!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it is a sudden approach to this gift though&lt;br /&gt;We walked past a store call MIO at Wisma and happened to see these rings and pendants&lt;br /&gt;and I must say that their designs are really unique&lt;br /&gt;Not as if i didn't know this brand&lt;br /&gt;Eva bought a bracelet from this shop for Gifford's 21st bday as well!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..main theme colour is black with stainless steel&lt;br /&gt;Design is very unique and sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went into the shop and looked around&lt;br /&gt;So we spotted this cool ring with different types of colours&lt;br /&gt;There's clear plastic rings as well with different colours of crystals&lt;br /&gt;Btw it's not diamonds lah...it's swarovski crystals..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to get this as my pressie at first lah..&lt;br /&gt;You know when guys conveniently ask u, " what do you want for your birthday?"&lt;br /&gt;I always get a feeling that they are either lazy or not bothered to think of what to get for you!&lt;br /&gt;So I refused this pressie...as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows the second time we past by this shop, we went in again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I really like it? Maybe I just want to take a second look again?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I really don't know what else he can get for me??&lt;br /&gt;Heck....so off we went and the more I see it, the more I love it.&lt;br /&gt;So ironic huh....&lt;br /&gt;He bought the grey swarovski crystal with bronze steel and black loop for me which I also love it at second sight.&lt;br /&gt;Very unique huh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115985253048385746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/Rv-he2QWANI/AAAAAAAAACw/tIoZr0WiLdw/s400/Image025.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear! I love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-7247002312099626959?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7247002312099626959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=7247002312099626959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7247002312099626959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7247002312099626959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/09/married-not.html' title='Married Not!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/Rv-fUWQWAMI/AAAAAAAAACo/eyUyt1UKwY4/s72-c/Image022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-8371970599201863816</id><published>2007-09-29T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:44:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off you go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY CAN LOG ON TO THE BLOODY INTERNET!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I subscribed to Singtel 1Mbps broadband almost a month ago&lt;br /&gt;Who knows that after using the internet on that very day..&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't log on after that!&lt;br /&gt;And it's super leh-cheh to call up Singtel and the modem supplier..&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Should have spent a bit more money and subscribe to Starhub broadband..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened in my office recently.&lt;br /&gt;People resigned on their own accord and other people were resigned to their own fate&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot understand what these Jxxx are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;They can just kxxx off anyone that they don't like&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jennifer just resigned and i think Vicks is going to do the same as well.&lt;br /&gt;My gay colleague moved downstairs already&lt;br /&gt;So left me alone with my new chitty-chatty rooommate.&lt;br /&gt;Wendy is going to leave soon and some other good friends...&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be so bored in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what I want in my life man&lt;br /&gt;I know I want to earn more money&lt;br /&gt;You know, just listening to others how they manage to earn so much in their monthly pay makes me feel so pathetic and miserable.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've come to terms with it and I hope that I can find a better job than this.&lt;br /&gt;Interest certainly doesn't fulfil to reality at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this month is a terribly sway month&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma is hospitalised again for the third time because of the steriods that she took to reduce the pain&lt;br /&gt;It reacted badly to her body &lt;br /&gt;Steriods do cause organ failure to your body &lt;br /&gt;So i want to tell this very good friend of mine ah...(you know who u r)&lt;br /&gt;Pls don't be so silly to take steriods just because other people took it and you want to be strong hor!&lt;br /&gt;You can never imagine the pain and suffering and I've saw it with my very own eyes&lt;br /&gt;You can certainly take health shakes, go exercise, train with your dumbbells...&lt;br /&gt;but taking steriods is a very STUPID thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My papa also was hospitalised last week because of Hypertension and high blood pressure&lt;br /&gt;Suspected that there is a blood clot in this brain&lt;br /&gt;Basically, hypertension is caused by high blood pressure (i think?)&lt;br /&gt;It's when you get angry and then you will feel that your blood pressure is rising very very fast&lt;br /&gt;And that is how you get a stroke!&lt;br /&gt;So people, pls look after your eating habits and diet&lt;br /&gt;Remember to eat healthily and exercise more!!!&lt;br /&gt;A healthy body is definitely more important than anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of these unhappy moments! Just want to share something with you guys! &lt;strong&gt;My gals and I will be opening a stall at Wardrobe Raids event on 7th October at St James Power Station (Powerhouse)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be selling apparels, accessories, bags, etc at cheap/reasonable prices!!!&lt;br /&gt;So do come and support us okay??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-8371970599201863816?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8371970599201863816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=8371970599201863816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8371970599201863816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8371970599201863816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/09/off-you-go.html' title='Off you go!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-2748069734701474081</id><published>2007-08-03T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:36:06.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who has the highest pitch?</title><content type='html'>I was viewing some taiwan videos on youtube yesterday and i came across this cutesy russian guy called Vitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, he is very well known in his own country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks very baddie too when he is botak..woooo...i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he is good at using his "dolphine tone" which means u use your voice to travel to an empty space in your brain. The voice produced is 8 keys higher than falsetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if it is true but after listening to this guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I AM AMAZED.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some may like it some don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just got this cheeky look which makes the hearts of all girls melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a voice that sounds like an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new idol definitely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What David Tao, Jay Chou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All stand aside pls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's listen to this clip if you don't believe me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/YjO_VXHxsRw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/YjO_VXHxsRw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE LOVE THESE AS WELL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/z2W_35mgBwk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/z2W_35mgBwk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/AEbf3WBMUHM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/AEbf3WBMUHM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-2748069734701474081?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2748069734701474081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=2748069734701474081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2748069734701474081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2748069734701474081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-has-highest-pitch.html' title='Who has the highest pitch?'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-5845818328936254815</id><published>2007-07-18T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T00:39:37.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy Bali...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-42.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=xa&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564229270850&amp;site=widget-42.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=xa&amp;ad=1&amp;id=432345564229270850&amp;map=1" target="_blank" class="snap_nopreview"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p1/432345564229270850/xa_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=xa&amp;ad=1&amp;id=432345564229270850&amp;map=2" target="_blank" class="snap_nopreview"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p2/432345564229270850/xa_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13695565-5845818328936254815?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5845818328936254815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=5845818328936254815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5845818328936254815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5845818328936254815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Dreamy Bali...'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-671817672656483729</id><published>2007-07-17T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:39:04.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Home Sweet Home~</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back at work today...dreading about it the whole morning.&lt;br /&gt;I will certainly miss Melbourne and Bali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://charspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charlene's blog&lt;/a&gt; if you want to know what we did in Melbourne! I had so much fun over there!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to come back at all man i tell you...the food is fab-0-buu-lusss!&lt;br /&gt;And Yoda's aim of getting us fat has succeeded lor!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I gained 1 kg when i came back.&lt;br /&gt;*snorts*&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's a bloody whole lot of fats in me already. Furthermore, i don't work out at all.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine how unhealthy i am now?&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Melbourne now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char: you gotta wait a while to get the pics cos it's with weide and i won't be meeting him during this whole week man! Paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali is quite fun as well! Haven't got the pics yet but will certainly upload some for you guys to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i want to dream about Melbourne again...good nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-671817672656483729?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/671817672656483729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=671817672656483729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/671817672656483729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/671817672656483729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/07/home-sweet-home.html' title='~Home Sweet Home~'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-3542943751109116524</id><published>2007-06-26T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T01:34:00.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sober</title><content type='html'>Oh man...i'm still not asleep at this hour. Just finished sending out my resumes to the respective companies. Hope they do call me up for interviews!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i going to wake up tomorrow?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-3542943751109116524?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3542943751109116524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=3542943751109116524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3542943751109116524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/3542943751109116524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/06/sober.html' title='Sober'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-7323351032768427905</id><published>2007-06-22T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:06:17.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV</title><content type='html'>my blog is so plain compared to XH!! haha...k i put some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTV with Mimi and Wendy...&lt;br /&gt;I can't sing for nuts! I think i was isolated from the rest of the world for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know so many new songs!&lt;br /&gt;Arghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuB-cSQN6I/AAAAAAAAACI/9qPuNbhVZg8/s1600-h/P1010359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078795914534991778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuB-cSQN6I/AAAAAAAAACI/9qPuNbhVZg8/s400/P1010359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuB48SQN5I/AAAAAAAAACA/9Ko9LkY5dzE/s1600-h/P1010355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078795820045711250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuB48SQN5I/AAAAAAAAACA/9Ko9LkY5dzE/s400/P1010355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuB0MSQN4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JWpZ60xOsgs/s1600-h/P1010354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078795738441332610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuB0MSQN4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JWpZ60xOsgs/s400/P1010354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know alot of you are going to kill me when i say this but i must say it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"look at my face n arms...omg....reminds me of pig's trotters".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuBqsSQN3I/AAAAAAAAABw/7qCuHerFk5E/s1600-h/10-06-07_1918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078795575232575346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuBqsSQN3I/AAAAAAAAABw/7qCuHerFk5E/s400/10-06-07_1918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078795983254468530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuCCcSQN7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/1uHmOGnC-Zw/s400/P1010361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/13695565-7323351032768427905?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7323351032768427905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=7323351032768427905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7323351032768427905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7323351032768427905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/06/ktv.html' title='KTV'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RnuB-cSQN6I/AAAAAAAAACI/9qPuNbhVZg8/s72-c/P1010359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-4953111876402449288</id><published>2007-06-21T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T23:34:36.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of everything~</title><content type='html'>I've been procrastinating at work after my appraisal period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always kena reprimanded by my colleague* (that particular one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, i'm really really bored at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there's something for me to do, i didn't want to touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my ex-colleague just now and she was telling me to stay on the job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she said she heard good remarks of my job performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also something bad about my other colleague&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder that's true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if that's true, it's good news for me right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i told my friend to look out for marketing positions in the banking industry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i just got to go and try out lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to be more attentive at work man...must be more hardworking and smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway enuff of my work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just met up with ah pat and vien the other day and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they told me to try out air stewardess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah...i mean that's real funnie to me lah cos i don't have the complexion (SERIOUSLY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Air stewardess, to me, is a very pretty girl speaking good English with good posture with excellent communications skills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'm up to it..especially the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad to meet up with them once in a while...everyone still didn't change much though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except vien said she is going to ROM soon that scares the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's common but i just don't understand why women are marrying so early!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROM to me is the same as married lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm old fashioned or what lah but the thought of marrying just cringes me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with wendy and nikki as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...wendy is also getting married! Hahaha...omg..i can't stand it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nikki, on the other hand is single! Oh babe, don't be too sad yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pls give the other white guy a chance lah! i will envy you with babies having BLUE eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, i have a fetish of tying my hair into a bun at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to copy those cutise-piety korean actresses lor...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are so pretty leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture can be found in Xuehua's blog, my connection with the phone is down!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-4953111876402449288?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4953111876402449288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=4953111876402449288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/4953111876402449288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/4953111876402449288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/06/sick-of-everything.html' title='Sick of everything~'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-8867100857980319357</id><published>2007-05-19T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T15:17:49.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Wandering in the air~</title><content type='html'>I've been pondering a lot during these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about my job, my life, my money... these endless materialistic stuffs just kept swirling around my head all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in my directions a year ago. Apparently, I'm still lost.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find my own personality.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find my own interests.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to know what I would like to do in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like my admin job scope also.&lt;br /&gt;Everything just looked so bleak now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tend to keep complaining about my work all the time but come to think of it, am i really unhappy with my job scope or the company?&lt;br /&gt;Both?&lt;br /&gt;Salary is pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Environment is fast paced and bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;Unhelpful colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;Complaints, complaints, complaints...!!!&lt;br /&gt;No wonder dear also find me whinny...but if i don't complain to you, whom can i tell?&lt;br /&gt;My parents won't understand.&lt;br /&gt;My sisters will just turn into a deaf ear and they have their own problems to settle.&lt;br /&gt;My friends are equally lost but not some though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you had told me that if i can't handle such things now, how can i cope in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Other companies are equally stressful.&lt;br /&gt;If i'm unhappy, then i should move on! Blar blar blar....&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes...i know all these. In fact, I already knew what all of you are going to say.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is... I don't know what I want to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That is the problem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banking? I'm not exactly interested because i  know nuts about finance, stocks, exchange, etc but the money is good.&lt;br /&gt;Fashion? I'm having second thoughts right now but I still think i belong in this industry.&lt;br /&gt;Sales? I'm not good at persuading people to buy leh. "If you want to buy, that's good. If you don't want, then it's okay." That's my mentality. I'm quite lazy by nature as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts and more thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;When can I ever buy my first LOEWE bag?&lt;br /&gt;When can I ever buy my Etro apparels?&lt;br /&gt;When can I ever appear in magazine spreads where everyone knows me? (for the right reasons...)&lt;br /&gt;When can I be &lt;em&gt;RICH&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;ARGH....&lt;br /&gt;Am i being very inconfident of myself? Low-esteem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I know I'm have a certain confidence level in myself, maybe I have not yet to show it all out."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I kept committing some small, silly mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Yah...short memory kills!&lt;br /&gt;I've already prepared a notebook to jot down the things i have to do all the time.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, it just happens that you totally forgotten about that thingy.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite upset for me though cos' I really want to prove myself to my boss that I am capable.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the appraisal period is nearing...&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking, so what if my appraisal is good? No promotion, no increment, same job scope, more irrelevant job duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kena sai....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-8867100857980319357?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8867100857980319357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=8867100857980319357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8867100857980319357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8867100857980319357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/05/wandering-in-air.html' title='~Wandering in the air~'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-4074084199363710753</id><published>2007-04-30T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T17:21:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a smooth-sailing month...until..</title><content type='html'>WAH! Finally I'm able to login. Can't believe my memory is that bad...been trying to log in for the past 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my company's Dinner &amp; Dance and I'm one of the committee members. Finally it's over! Apparently, I heard that the performances and games, etc were the same as last year. Nothing interesting but Moe Alkaff really makes the audience luff. I was tickled by his jokes also. Still remembered Gotcha? He was the host then...funny guy lah! I'm also proud to say that Andre won the 3rd Best Dressed prize! Marcoms is so proud of him! Way to go man~~!!! Take a look at his sultry pose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059137995079804434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RjWrM7pp5hI/AAAAAAAAABA/gK1Pae0GnVk/s400/Andre.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Haha!!! We were practically going ga-ga over him that night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally had my graduation ceremony at SIM on 13 April 2007! Studied for 2 years and waited for almost a year....finally. We were so excited and happy lah! I shivered a bit when i walked up the stage to collect my cert booklet. Haha..think i've grown fatter leh. My face is definitely rounder than a year ago and I got a tummy which is inflatable! Shit...People always say when you reach 25 years old, everything just tend to speed up! Old is indeed scary. Waahhhhh...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DON'T WANT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059148311591249506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RjW0lbpp5mI/AAAAAAAAABo/SmD1DFeP_8M/s400/ATT00053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Past: See my pointed chin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059147538497136210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RjWz4bpp5lI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZQFevD1d6Yc/s400/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Present: See my face?&lt;strong&gt; SO ROUND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *faint*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My graduation pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059139747426461218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RjWsy7pp5iI/AAAAAAAAABI/CUiMGjxfUvI/s400/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Melissa and I with our square hats!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059140275707438642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RjWtRrpp5jI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iu2ndYhHa1E/s400/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wendy and I fooling around at our seats~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059145004466431554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RjWxk7pp5kI/AAAAAAAAABY/g-UmiAOCVqk/s400/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The three musketers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Work is never-ending as usual. I may have to take up some mundane new responsibilities again but it's not confirmed. Just felt that what I'm doing now is quite brainless except thinking of new ideas for my own brands. I'm still lost but I'm quite happy working here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(Certain) colleagues are warm and friendly but some are plain selfish and lazy. Everybody is learning &lt;em&gt;tai-chi&lt;/em&gt; in this company and sometimes, it depends on how good and fast you &lt;em&gt;tai-chi&lt;/em&gt; back in order to clear your current workload. I assume every company is the same. Why people can't just do their work properly and make this world a better place? I can't stand it when you see me busy and still want me to do some brainless job for you. Like collecting mails.....! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Environment is also so harsh on us as well. For my case, I totally did not realise I need to send certain info to upload into the website and my boss was scolded by the "B". Being threatened to kick me away was the ultimate and I only realised it yesterday from another colleague. No wonder my boss was upset and angry. With the "B".. and me probably... Being fired in this industry is such a scary thing. It means that you don't even think of stepping in fashion &lt;strong&gt;EVER AGAIN. &lt;/strong&gt;Anyway, I just have to be very careful in the future. Must cover my backside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-4074084199363710753?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4074084199363710753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=4074084199363710753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/4074084199363710753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/4074084199363710753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-smooth-sailing-monthuntil.html' title='It&apos;s been a smooth-sailing month...until..'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp3.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RjWrM7pp5hI/AAAAAAAAABA/gK1Pae0GnVk/s72-c/Andre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-8887202077099816513</id><published>2007-03-13T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:42:45.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathless</title><content type='html'>I can't breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things...&lt;br /&gt;Too many work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-8887202077099816513?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8887202077099816513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=8887202077099816513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8887202077099816513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/8887202077099816513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/03/breathless.html' title='Breathless'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-7176508614812037528</id><published>2007-03-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:12:02.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>Thank you everyone for showering me with care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay now and we're back together again.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we're back on the track on the very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will not erase the previous blog entry as to remind myself to communicate better with him in the future.&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself to love him more.&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself to be a better girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself to be more attentive.&lt;br /&gt;Tor remind myself to be more happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only for him but also for the my better well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today, i was taking a cab back home with $6.70 in my wallet. I thought it was enough to reach home from Geylang. I was almost right...only $0.20 more. I already warned the cab driver that I have that pathetic $6.70 only when the cab was nearing my block. He started questioning me if I have credit card or cash card. Of course, I said no...then he told me to go to the ATM and withdraw money. Again i kept quiet. When I wanted to get off, the driver was telling me that I owe him $0.20! Argh...yes i know that i should be in the wrong but HELLLOOOO??? 20 cents only what! I mean i understand from the cab driver's point of view that if 10 people owe him 20 cents, then he will lose $2. If 1000 people used the same old dirty trick, he will lose $200 (then i must say he is really damn suay!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i got a feeling he will just keep rattling on so i quickly got off the cab. NIAO LEH!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-7176508614812037528?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7176508614812037528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=7176508614812037528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7176508614812037528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7176508614812037528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-5362903068866260682</id><published>2007-03-03T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:33:07.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A break up</title><content type='html'>You've said it so abruptly at a crowded area&lt;br /&gt;and walked off just like that&lt;br /&gt;Tears started to stream down my checks&lt;br /&gt;I've no choice but to link you up with D&lt;br /&gt;The one who left my sister behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say now?&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be my fault&lt;br /&gt;I must be smiling all the time&lt;br /&gt;I must be energetic all the time&lt;br /&gt;I must be happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;I must be sensitive all the time&lt;br /&gt;I must be caring all the time&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I show my dark side at times?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you used to be by my side&lt;br /&gt;I thought I can share my unhappiness with you&lt;br /&gt;I even thought I can share my life with you&lt;br /&gt;But there seems to be a time limit set by you to stop my nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 4 years of relationship just went down the drain&lt;br /&gt;Just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only these few weeks that I appeared to be moody&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the exact reason&lt;br /&gt;It's probably I was affected by all the previous quarrels during the last few weeks&lt;br /&gt;It's probably the stress at work&lt;br /&gt;It's probably the upcoming kids fashion show&lt;br /&gt;It's probably my boss is leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt my heart getting stabbed so many times&lt;br /&gt;It's as if two teams are playing tug-of-war violently&lt;br /&gt;It's as if millions of spears are piercing through it&lt;br /&gt;Even my right side suddenly has a heart&lt;br /&gt;It felt so painful&lt;br /&gt;So unbearable...&lt;br /&gt;Tears keep streaming down as well&lt;br /&gt;Just like turning on the tap&lt;br /&gt;Rushing down like a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole body became so soft and lifeless&lt;br /&gt;My head is spinning&lt;br /&gt;My face is hot&lt;br /&gt;My legs are cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inconfident of me became even more inferior&lt;br /&gt;Now I just want to cover my face&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to see anyone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 4 years of relationship just went down the drain&lt;br /&gt;Just like that&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-5362903068866260682?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5362903068866260682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=5362903068866260682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5362903068866260682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/5362903068866260682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/03/break-up.html' title='A break up'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-2077892709270653624</id><published>2007-02-17T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T21:50:39.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2007</title><content type='html'>wat a boring valentine's day....know y i said that? cos both of us were fed up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is going to be more happening yeah! meeting up with family members, gifford, eva, etc...more new year goodies and getting angbaos as usual! Yeah!!! Hope you guys will enjoy chinese new year like i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Piggy New Year to everyone! ^@@^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-2077892709270653624?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2077892709270653624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=2077892709270653624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2077892709270653624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2077892709270653624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/02/wat-boring-valentines-day.html' title='CNY 2007'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-2793581682412302600</id><published>2007-02-14T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:50:24.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERMANENT FIXTURE</title><content type='html'>I've already converted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PERM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...since 1st Feb as stated in the appointment letter but i only signed it last week. Hehehe...got a pay raise (although not much), got a computer, got a telephone, got a namecard (getting soon). Yoohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be happy for me right?? After all the temp-ing~~~ aiyoh! Sounds like i've temp-ed for my whole life! Choi choi choi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the coming few months will be smooth-sailing for me...no troubles from top management ll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step is to let the top management know me better and of course, for the right cause! Then I will seek for a promotion within my department and handle more important stuffs...and then slowly build up my portfolio in the industry and media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a good plan yeah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-2793581682412302600?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2793581682412302600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=2793581682412302600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2793581682412302600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2793581682412302600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/02/permanent-fixture.html' title='PERMANENT FIXTURE'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-1974121624972169446</id><published>2007-02-04T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:50:24.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks!</title><content type='html'>Another update for you on Chinese New Year, if you have not decided where to go, you may consider the following events. However please note on the road closure for some events:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore River Hongbao 2007 will be held from the 16 Feb to 4 March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the schedule of the firework displays for seven days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Feb (Fri) - Opening Ceremony9:15 to 9:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Duration of Fireworks : 3 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Feb (Sat) Eve of CNY9:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Duration : 5- 8 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Feb (Sun) - 1st Day of CNY&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9:00 p.m.Duration: 5- 8 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Feb (Mon) - 2nd Day of CNY&lt;br /&gt;9:00 p.m.Duration: 5- 8 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Feb (Sat)Time: 9:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 5- 8 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Feb (Sun)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 5- 8 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Mar (Sun) - 15th day of CNY&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9:00 p.m.Duration: 5- 8 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let your family members, friends and visitors know about the firework displays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-1974121624972169446?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1974121624972169446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=1974121624972169446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1974121624972169446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/1974121624972169446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/02/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-7018912188304691607</id><published>2007-02-01T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T20:34:41.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my poor eyes...</title><content type='html'>oomg.....2 days of late nights and i've got terrible dark eye circles!&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I've been beaten up or what...it's horrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;I need alot alot alot of eye cream man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, tomorrow I have a day off to rest...phew~!&lt;br /&gt;Although, I don't really need to but I think I should cos of my.....dark eye circles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobsob...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-7018912188304691607?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7018912188304691607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=7018912188304691607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7018912188304691607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/7018912188304691607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-poor-eyes.html' title='my poor eyes...'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-2663575865944452513</id><published>2007-01-31T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:34:14.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One World One Big F**King Brand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY THE GUESS OWOB CONFERENCE IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate those americans...idiots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just can't use their minds to think the right way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they are supposed to be polite, they are rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 extremes...either they are damn nice or damn f**king rude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitchy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stingy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain in the ass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got a feeling that whenever the americans praise you, they don't mean it from their hearts. They just said it for the sake of saying it. And they look down on asians precisely! Wanted us to go and buy food for the workers in our glam glam outfits. Didn't want us to call for delivery and wanted to just go and come back fast! Suspected us to go wandering around and not delivering the food! Need to report at 7am and released us at 1am. Then had to report at 7am the next day again! Work until so tired and late still don't want to give us a goodie bag for our help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can be so STUPID at times man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKERS lah...fuck the bloody(selected) americans!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn angry with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i shall stop complaining about them. I don't want to waste my time thinking about those idiots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an amazing time with some of my colleagues! Angela, Cafren, Wendy, Christine and Phillyn! Wahah....Wendy just makes me luff alot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026139383834955730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RcBvI9UVT9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6OitNbBWGQk/s400/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~My rommie!~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fyi, we had a mini pantry in our office room and a flask as well!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026140358792531938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RcBwBtUVT-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ssWeAqMVCCs/s400/May+n+wendy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is Wendy...a very funny mummy! You rockz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-2663575865944452513?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2663575865944452513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=2663575865944452513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2663575865944452513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/2663575865944452513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-world-one-big-fking-brand.html' title='One World One Big F**King Brand'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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://bp2.blogger.com/_TEFCeZi2kBo/RcBvI9UVT9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6OitNbBWGQk/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13695565.post-116913584622343924</id><published>2007-01-18T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:57:26.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip...Go or not go?</title><content type='html'>My father asked me again, " You want to go Japan?" (He asked me last year but in the end, he went to China)&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm interested to go lah! But imagine going with my father, my grand-aunt and auntie can be a chore.&lt;br /&gt;Means that I gotta take care of them constantly.&lt;br /&gt;Means that I will be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Means that I cannot roam around with freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm not filial but going with elders is not that fun compared to going with your friends right?&lt;br /&gt;And I almost forgotten that I have an auntie who is staying in Japan for over 10 years!&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered I attended her wedding when I was very very young.&lt;br /&gt;A very pretty tall lady...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she married a Japanese and moved over to Japan since then.&lt;br /&gt;Had 2 sons now....should be very ka-wa-ii-ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my father said if we are going, we will be staying at my auntie's place.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I got a feeling the trip will not happen. Or maybe they are waiting for me to give them an answer.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man....Japan!!! I really want to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Ok...maybe if the Melbourne is not going to happen, then I will go with them (even if fun is not included!).&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya right... I only have one decent pic of my New Year Day.&lt;br /&gt;POoor XH gotta stay at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="303" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/320/955129/836104149l%20copy.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-116913584622343924?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116913584622343924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=116913584622343924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116913584622343924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116913584622343924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-tripgo-or-not-go.html' title='My Trip...Go or not go?'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-116876408166971501</id><published>2007-01-14T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:31:02.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala...</title><content type='html'>Finally met up with Pat and Vien last Wednesday and we went to KTV at the last minute! Missed them so much! All of us didn't change much though..although Pat still look like a school boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/320/885949/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've finished watching a korean drama series "&lt;strong&gt;My Girl&lt;/strong&gt;" within 3 days, greatly recommended by so many people, even Jack. Nice show! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="332" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/320/991458/i1y15k5zt.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;The male leading actor, Lee Dong Wook, looks cute but at certain angles only...and i love his grin!!! OOOoo...he melts my heart! He is so cheeky also!!!! Ahhh!! I'm going mad again! Also, I thought it was supposed to be a very funny comedy throughout the show, who knows i cried more than i laugh leh! Nevertheless, it is a happy ending! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can go to the youtube.com to view their NGs as well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EEJFlGMiqc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EEJFlGMiqc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realise that all the male actors i like seems to have a common identity. All comes with a clean cut face, tall and pretty...ya pretty like a girl! No wonder my bf too...all my sisters always complimented him to look like a girl with good skin. Humph! But too bad, he is to the plump side.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/320/348347/ldwsmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lee Dong Wook!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/320/769688/422241099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is also another one whom drove me crazy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He Jun Xiang!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-116876408166971501?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116876408166971501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=116876408166971501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116876408166971501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116876408166971501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/01/lalala.html' title='Lalala...'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-116814134094441778</id><published>2007-01-07T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T11:47:32.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm The Chariot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;_height:220px; min-height:220px; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:12px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Koshari/1072670688_TheChariot.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are the Chariot card. The Chariot has the energy to succeed. Their ambition and drive leads them into competition, and they often come out the victor. The fast-paced energy of the chariot is met with the ability to control and lead. The Charioteer's leadership is not authoritarian but rather an attempt to bring their team to victory. The Charioteer can be obedient to those who have proven themselves in a position of leadership. Physical prowess and activity are important to the meaning of this card. Travel is found here as a journey of personal growth. Moving from one point to another in attempt to find a better place may be taken both literally and as a metaphor for the inner self. Image from: Dorothy Simpson Krause. http://www.dotkrause.com/art/tarot/tarot.htm&lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Koshari/quizzes/Which+Tarot+Card+Are+You%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);"  target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Koshari/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=344408"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-116814134094441778?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116814134094441778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=116814134094441778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116814134094441778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116814134094441778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-chariot.html' title='I&apos;m The Chariot'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-116814035723502169</id><published>2007-01-07T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T11:32:58.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at the Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Just watched this hilarious movie yesterday night...so damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know why everyone is talking about and the various scenes in the show.&lt;br /&gt;And I know why XH and Char loves this phrase!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dumb dumb give me gum gum"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/320/895810/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Pls people...go watch it! You will luuurrvveeeeee it!&lt;br /&gt;Ben Stiller is just amazing...I wonder how he actually came up with all these jokes!!!&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing cooler than historical figures such as Roman Gladiators, cowboys and Neanderthals coming back to life! And not to forget the extras - the jade lion...haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-116814035723502169?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116814035723502169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=116814035723502169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116814035723502169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116814035723502169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-at-museum.html' title='Night at the Museum'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-116807809303279170</id><published>2007-01-06T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T18:12:30.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new chapter begins</title><content type='html'>Yooohooo!!! I'm alive once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working at FJB is a tremendous experience all these while..I've my ups and downs with my big boss, my colleagues and my life.&lt;br /&gt;Been scolded before, been blurred before, been so kiddish before, been lazy before, been sickly before...&lt;br /&gt;In year 2007, I'm gonna be healthier and happier than ever!I will work hard and climb the corporate ladder in the fashion industry and make a name of my self (in a good way)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to change my blog template to kick a new start and welcome the new year.Simplicity but chic will still be my motto..That's why you can see that my background is white which represent a pure and angelic feel.Haha...as if I'm that angelic right? I have my devilish self as well but just that I seldom show it out.&lt;br /&gt;Alright..maybe when moi is drunk and will start destroying all the toilet doors! err...you know what i mean ya?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas and New year is over and this year, I'm older!!! Ahh!Time flies yeah?Older means i should be wiser and richer..."Oh pls let me win a big lottery!"&lt;br /&gt;Which means my face will have more wrinkles and less collagen~*bleab* Don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my last christmas at the infamous KL. Well, I thought I could have shop till i drop at Sungnei Wan..who knows that I bought a pair of jeans and sandals only!&lt;br /&gt;What a disappointment!&lt;br /&gt;It certainly looks like Thailand's MBK (I actually got a MBK plastic bag when i bought the jeans from a shop) but the stuffs are somehow ah-lian-ish to me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry gals, but that's my perception.&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of little lanes and retail shops selling shoes, clothes and accessories.You can go there for relatively-ok bargains lah.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I think that Far East Plaza is much better.And besides, I only got 4hrs to shop! NOT ENUFF TIME LOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this trip certainly shorten my life by 3years over these 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Why?We were drinking heavily every night and poor Weiling vomitted twice!Hahha..pics! pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/1600/909730/Xmas%20Tota.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/1600/145877/Xmas%20total.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4355/1214/320/565583/Xmas%20total.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pls click the pic to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm saving money to go to Melbourne! Hoohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kinda late but i wish everyone good health and be happy! Merry christmas and happy new year!!!I love you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-116807809303279170?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116807809303279170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=116807809303279170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116807809303279170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116807809303279170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-chapter-begins.html' title='A new chapter begins'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-116240150584682260</id><published>2006-11-02T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:21:10.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office birdie..</title><content type='html'>I'm still at the office...&lt;br /&gt;yes.. now is 1.11am!&lt;br /&gt;Printing the labels on the Cd roms for tomorrow's Raoul's press event.&lt;br /&gt;SO SLEEPY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i gotta wake up at...&lt;br /&gt;6am??? for the event?&lt;br /&gt;GOSH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a scarifice i've made.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-116240150584682260?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116240150584682260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=116240150584682260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116240150584682260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116240150584682260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/office-birdie.html' title='Office birdie..'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-116119111576545751</id><published>2006-10-19T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:10:49.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 23rd birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kua kua kua...&lt;br /&gt;I'm older already! Sobsob...how i wish i'm 21 yrs old every yr!&lt;br /&gt;Woman getting old is not a good thing lor...&lt;br /&gt;you will feel weird when you go mambo-jumbo and see a bunch of kids&lt;br /&gt;you will feel tired easily when you start to dance your night away&lt;br /&gt;you will get more wrinkles and eye bags as you slog your work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are not like men after all! Men are prime when they are 30 yrs old but women??&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, I went out with Mark (a guy i knew recently) for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was saying, &lt;em&gt;"When women are in their 20s, it's like a football game. 22 players are chasing after her. When women are in their 30s, it's like basketball game. It decreased to just a few players. When women are in their 40s, it's like a table tennis game. Everyone is pushing the poor lady to each other!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what the hell~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, birthdays aren't that bad too. This year's birthday, I went for a food feast!&lt;br /&gt;Treated by my 3 gals for a buffet spread at Vibe restaurant for a sumptuous meal and went to ButterFactory for some flirting and fun after that! Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;Erm...for Ms Jas only lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks dearies!~~ Love you all so much..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dear celebrated my birthday as well.&lt;br /&gt;This is a must lah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And thanks dear...really love your hand-made pressie! But i'm still waiting for the real one as well! Heehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers is a must for occassions. I don't really care it the guy or even you think it's a waste of money but still, i think flowers signifies L-O-V-E. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image016.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's him...with that wide cheerful smile!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were resting for my desserts when i suddenly did this action and he said i look good. Should appear on advertisements for some sweet sweet adverts.... erm...but do i? I look tomboyish...i can't imagine i ll have to act sweet. Gross me out even....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He tried to do it as well...but somehow the effect "buay tah"...haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image025.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went for another birthday-buffet feast with my lovely cousins at Swissotel Merchant Court - Ellenbourgh Cafe...Love the durian paste best! Thanks babe and dudes for the lovely dinner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my Fiona Xie lookalike cousin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image021.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This businessman treated all of us wine! Well...it's lao niang's bday right....thanks Mr Wong!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image027.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the organiser of the team...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image033.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Birthday rulez...~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-116119111576545751?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116119111576545751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=116119111576545751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116119111576545751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/116119111576545751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-23rd-birthday.html' title='My 23rd birthday'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115876808506819130</id><published>2006-09-21T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:02:25.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day at Blu Inc Media 19 Sept</title><content type='html'>Today is my first day of work...&lt;br /&gt;well everything went quite well. The people are nice leh!&lt;br /&gt;But just that I don't have a computer and telephone lah...and I've a small table to do my stuffs only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad on my last day of work though...Yes truly sad cos i'm leaving blu inc...wahhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it...I always thought I performed well in my job but who knows...Finally moving to another phrase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;A fashionista? Hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last day, my beloved partial marketing team treated me to a farewell lunch at Hog's Breath Cafe @ Chijmes. It's pretty affordable though..I always thought it's very expensive. Anyway I had this Prime Ribs Set lunch with chicken soup and a soft drink which costs only $19.90? I like their Hog's Breath fries...damn crispy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not to forget my colleagues cum lunch kakis cum crappy friends cum Seventeen blood sistas! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce intern cum Mimi's sista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN2423.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Chopsticks sistas in Seventeen!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN2424.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The "weird" Tanya who is not afraid of the freezer at work and eats alot but won't grow fat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN2428.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Tanya, Carolyn and my victory sign!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN2430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Hope that everything goes well at my new job...no more blurness!~*&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/13695565-115876808506819130?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115876808506819130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115876808506819130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115876808506819130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115876808506819130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-day-at-blu-inc-media-19-sept.html' title='Last Day at Blu Inc Media 19 Sept'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115859488735452469</id><published>2006-09-18T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:54:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye BluInc...</title><content type='html'>I'm finally moving forward...again!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to FJ Benjamin to work as a temp again...yes..and you must be wondering why i quitted my job at Blu Inc?&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't want to stay but the co. is undergoing some changes. They have no intention of converting temps to perm. Haiz...I like what i've done so far in Seventeen but if i continue to stay, it won't do me any good too. Might as well move on to the type of industry that I've always wanted to get in and try out what is it like working in the fashion line! Actually, I have mixed feelings lah. I think this is unavoidable right?&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of uncertainty is there.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make sure that I can perform well and do my best!&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...another job opportunity will come by in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went back to the Korean restaurant last Saturday with Jerald and Meilian. It's the same restaurant that I went with my galfriends during XH's birthday. This time, we ordered the korean sake.&lt;br /&gt;The first drink sent mild fire to my heart! It's not very strong in smell but it cetainly tasted a bit like medicine. Kept forgeting the name of the restaurant! But the whole concept is quite "korea-nish" mixed with a bit of "japa-nish" but the price is a bit steep. Overall, i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the mini spread on our table&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image024.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went to Cornerstone for wines...very nice ambience and environment to relax and chit chat! It's actually at Robertson Walk, facing the Singapore river. Everytime i go there, we would be drinking the white sweet wine called Moscarto.  Next time i must try different wines. I'm not going to tell you the exact location cos i don't want people to start going and flood the place~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Altogether, I had 3 different alcohols on that night within 4 hours! Had a bad headache after that....i'm not lousy ok...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope tomorrow's day will be even better! *muacks!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-115859488735452469?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115859488735452469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115859488735452469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115859488735452469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115859488735452469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/bye-bluinc.html' title='Bye BluInc...'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115704071334983260</id><published>2006-08-31T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T17:27:53.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOOHOOO!!! miss me??&lt;br /&gt;I'm been working really hard these days leh! Really! And I felt quite drained out now...been squeezing my brain juice, coordinating with some other difficult people, planning my timetable, etc lah! Work is never ending and tons of emails keep coming into my inbox all the time!&lt;br /&gt;Now I know earning money is really hard! Work so hard, stay back all the time and giving my everything but get that miserable sum of money? Haiz...but i did learn alot at my company though. I'm handling alot of stress and often feel so messy...one look at my table and you can tell. My colleagues can even see that I'm always so busy replying my emails hor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few weeks ago, I had a Female GP (Gorgeous People) Hunt at Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;One word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pathetic!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did all the good-O-looking people go to???&lt;br /&gt;So, JT &amp; I went around searching. Apparently, we kinda gave up and ended up standing near the entrance beside the road to wait for people to walk past. Still, we managed to catch some really gorgeous ones. Went to the members area and found out that....woah...all the models are there lah! Thanks to ML lah..haha..managed to grab quite a lot of guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellen, Moi &amp;amp; Deana @ Zouk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN2153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Genting last last weekend and it's so great! Finally i can take a break from work. Yah..although i've been working for about 2months but you cannot imagine the amount of work that has to be done. Anyway, we sat Transtar bus to Genting and woah! It is double decker and it has a massage chair, personal tv and they serve drinks, tibits and blanket. This is what I called premium service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*So happy with Transtar*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/1%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then, we finally reached Genting and off we go to........................where else!??! CASINO LAH! Hahaa..Cannot blame us also. We reached at about 5am and can only checked into our rooms at 9am so might as well make use of this time to gamble abit. But our luck's down! I lost about $25 and Dear lost $50. The rest lost as well...not good not good. Finally we can get our rooms BUT the rooms are not cleaned up yet! That's the problem with First World Hotel lah...inefficient service but cheap lor. Then off we went to the Theme Park! Poor Dear gotta endure the Corkscrew rollar coaster~ But we did enjoy the superman ride and most exciting of all, Space Shot! And guess who I saw sitting this ride? Chen Wei Lian aka Mun-Xia. Wah..so daring leh.. Then we sat the spiderman ride and the car thingy... oh man.. we have to wear a shower cap because the helmets are too smelly! We practically spend our whole evening and and night at the casino the next day. SHIOK!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2 days later will be my event! MY EVENT! Yes..the event that i've planned. MISS SEVENTEEN PARTY 2006. The party that I was sabo-ed during last year. Anyway, this year, I'm the organiser with the help with Deb of course. Luckily she is around or else i can die there already...there's tons of work and coordination to do! You guys can go to this webby: &lt;a href="http://www.bluincmedia.com/miss17"&gt;www.bluincmedia.com/miss17&lt;/a&gt; and take a look. I'm excited yet afraid. Basically, this is my first event lah so kinda scared there will be nobody to attend. Haha...hopefully everything will go well on that day. And hopefully, i will convert into a perm staff after my performance for this event!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The other day, I met up with Norman and Joyce for dinner. Nor...you've slimed down! And also, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy belated Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Sorry lah...i've been so busy until i forgotten about your bday. I believed we've learnt so many things from you. Yeah right...where is my creativity and passion? I've yet to find it but i will...one day. One day, i'm going to be famous for the right thing and earn lots of money. There are so many things happening to me right now... so many dreams yet to be fulfilled...so many things that i want to do! I shall take a step by a step...see how it goes bah..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wanted to put more pics but apparently, i dono why my com is not working! Hoho...next time next time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-115704071334983260?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115704071334983260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115704071334983260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115704071334983260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115704071334983260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/08/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115409316869851879</id><published>2006-07-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T21:44:53.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a fashionista!</title><content type='html'>I want to be a fashion stylist!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i study at LaSalle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the companies don't want to give me a chance to work and learn leh...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it when I took this test.....what a COINCIDENCE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybelline, based on your responses, your top career area is Merchandising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers in the area of merchandising require not only people skills but also powers in the art of persuasion as well. Most likely, you are naturally attuned to what people want. You're probably a strong communicator and skilled at presenting your point of view in a convincing manner.&lt;br /&gt;There are many career choices within the Merchandising field. We have identified the top four that would be best suited for you in your personalized Career Interest Report. It's ready right now! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-115409316869851879?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115409316869851879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115409316869851879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115409316869851879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115409316869851879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-want-to-be-fashionista.html' title='I want to be a fashionista!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115366229122643846</id><published>2006-07-23T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:44:51.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of words</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems to have found their own directions in life..So envy that qian is going to Norway for 5 months Sometimes, I regretted not studying better in my polyIf not, who knows that I may be able to go to a local university and enjoy having tons of friends and project works and overseas attachmentsI can't help feeling so lost nowadaysI am just like an empty shell nowI don't know what to do and where to goIt's like so blurred in my visionThe worse is that I do not know what I really want in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should take up any fashion courses I don't know if I should continue working in mediaI don't know if I can take up all the stressI don't know if I can perform well in my workI don't know if I can earn big money in the futureI don't know if I can work according to my interestsI don't know I don't know I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so lost before...maybe is because I'm afraid I'm getting older and it will be too late to start all over againMaybe is because I'm scared I'm not good enoughOr lack of opportunities since I'm quite sway leh...Or am I too pampered? Not independent enough? Need to spoonfeed me?Not active enough?&lt;br /&gt;Now my behaviour seems so pessimisticso unlike myself! Feeling so fustrated now...Argh...i hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my self-declared depression!I met up with qian the other day before she flies to Norway in another 10 over days' time! Take care man...I will miss you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image033.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Qian needs to see if her hair is in place...vanity...~ &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Some warm up first...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; *Smile!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Her chocolate thingy...so chocolatey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And my famous mudpie! It really looks like mud now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We seriously need a decent photo together now.. with a little fun below!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall present Liping's cutesy baby son! I love baby's skin...soft and tender! YUMMY! hahah...and his eyes are very big! When I carried Torston, he was looking at me, checking out who was that big giant carrying him...but I'm still kinda scared though. Cos babies are fragile...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Big eyes with double eyelids and dimples! Aiyo! so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at the difference!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course I can't stop taking a picture of myself too! wahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-115366229122643846?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115366229122643846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115366229122643846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115366229122643846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115366229122643846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/out-of-words.html' title='Out of words'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115202620742470941</id><published>2006-07-04T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:16:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more work!</title><content type='html'>Wah...i haven't been updating for so long liao ah!?? Aiyooo...2 weeks only niah...&lt;br /&gt;So many happenings!!! I'm so lazy to update nowadays man....&lt;br /&gt;Started working at Blu Inc Media one week after my exams..&lt;br /&gt;now kinda regretted cos I never get to rest alot or travel to relax!&lt;br /&gt;Work is still ok, going on fine for me but I'm kinda worried for all the upcoming events as alot of things are still undone.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall stop talking about work cos work can be tiring and boring at times~&lt;br /&gt;That's when I do not have anything on hand and can slack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, so late then say "Happy Birthday, Gifford!"&lt;br /&gt;hehehe....glad you love the dinner treat huh...&lt;br /&gt;This time is better huh...got a girlfriend to accompany you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with all my friends for the last few weeks man...&lt;br /&gt;Finally met up with Nikki and Wendy my dearest bitches* hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;Went Wala wala to chill out "for a while" lah..and yeah! We decided to go backpack at Europe at Year 2008!!!! HOHOHO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSC00634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Janice, wendy and mer for KTV as well...didn't know mer watched soccer also leh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaa...and thanks to Janice man...thanks for lending me the vcd - "It started with a kiss"! So nice! And i really really can't wait for part 2! Ok some pics to see see...and can really see the difference between Nokia and Samsung hp lah...ya lah...my hp not good lah...and pretty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/SP_A0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/SP_A0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And congrats to Liping!!! A baby son!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...tat's for all....very busy liao...tata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-115202620742470941?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115202620742470941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115202620742470941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115202620742470941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115202620742470941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-work.html' title='more work!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115027623977025899</id><published>2006-06-14T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:10:39.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday finally can meet up with Vivien and Pat for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;I believe Vien has not seen Pat for almost 5years?? And I haven seen Pat for like months?? Haha..I was wondering if Vien will feel awkward seeing Pat since they haven talk and see each other for such a long time! To think back when Pat met us after she had walked the "curved path", she did not dare to see vien cos she felt extremely awkward. She even called Vien using a public payphone to confess...duh!&lt;br /&gt;But now, we are back together again...so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was anticipating the date also because it's been so difficult to date these 2 girls out together! Ya...then who knows I have to wait alone pitifully for half an hour for vien-xiao-jie, ignoring all the stares from the waiters and the people sitting beside me, wondering why i'm alone, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I saw vien-xiao-jie wearing a bright white top! Finally, she's here and i'm pretty starved.&lt;br /&gt;Vien-jie is so pretty with all the make-up that she had discovered worh! And she is so nice to treat us to dinner cos her birthday is coming.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah...18th June right??? Thought we forgotten or what huh? Pat is 23rd June right???&lt;br /&gt;See i so good! You 2 remembered my birthday or not??!!" *heehee*&lt;br /&gt;Ordered our dinner and chit chatted until Pat finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some disgusting acts that Vien did while we awaited our food!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kua kua kua...boring me...want to act cute!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, Pat has also become more handsome and stylo ah! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;We went alleybar for our drinks and chicken wings! Yummy, the chicken wings can fight with the one at wala wala man...but it's a bit too cold with the fan continuously blowing at our directions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ordered our drinks respectively and I wanted to try out something new. So i asked this waiter which one to recommend and he suggested 'ILLUSION'. In the first round, Pat's drink is the worst. Ha! Taste more like cough syrup and mine is the nicest! Good recommendation if you have a sweet tooth. Then suddenly, the same waiter came along and held my drink up. Then he mumbled something like "Oh, I thought your drink is yellow. It's supposed to be green."&lt;br /&gt;HUH??? What the hell...I don't care whether is it yellow or green, as long as it is nice! The Vien and Pat were gossipping that the waiter was interested in me, blarblarblar. Well, I ought to feel glad cos with my age and my 'act-cute dressing yesterday', i doubt anyone will even take a second look at me! Well, anyway i didn't really care much. I'm more engrossed in the chats with my galfriends!&lt;br /&gt;Then after we ordered our second round of drinks, the same waiter came along and asked us to fill in a small form. It's like a mailing list thingy you know? Well, all of us knew that he wanted to get our contacts then. Sharks...in the end we did wrote our actual details but vien was smart! She jubbled up the forms and handed it to another waiter. So we waited and see if the waiter really dropped our forms into a box or what or not. Nevertheless, he didn't and waited for the other waiter (supposedly wanted to know me) and handed it to him. Hahah! Dumbass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some pictures that we took at alleybar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor us gotta keep shifting the candle around to get light on our face! And almost burn Vien's hair...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since primary school, everyone, even the teachers, mistook us as twins. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO WE LOOK ALIKE SO MUCH???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not to forget our mini surprise celebration for Vien's brithday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-115027623977025899?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115027623977025899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115027623977025899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115027623977025899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115027623977025899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/06/yesterday-finally-can-meet-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-115002052034366029</id><published>2006-06-11T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:08:40.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAHHH...!I've finished my exams! It has been dragging for months and finally ended on 8th June!*throws coffetti and jump here jump there*I am a happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image019.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went shopping immediately after my exams, not to miss the big GSS.Hmm..but nothing much catches my eyes.Bought a pair of grey vintage jeans from ebase which cost me $25 only. Ha! That's a really good bargain cos jeans are usually quite expensive and it's rare to find a pair with straight cut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoyed my day at Ktv and Sentosa.But, the sway thing is that, I inflicted injuries! Waaahhh...When a person is unlucky, there's nothing that he/she can do much. I was playing and running around the sand lor...then felt a sting of pain when i went bathing. Must be the way i ran or walk got problem lah...somemore the sand is soft and wet what. Cannot balance myself properly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we were going back, I almost couldn't walk anymore! Can you imagine it? Haiz...Poor Dear gotta piggyback me but that's a very short distance only lah. Poor him sweat until dono what already and I juz had to get down and walked by myself lor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until at Harbourfront after dinner, Ah! I couldn't even move my leg! TOO PAIN!What the hell...Poor Dear suggested piggyingback me again. Haha..in the shopping center??? Hell no way man...I was pretty embarrassed being carried like that in the public but...but...no choice already lah! I also don't care much about my face! So i hopped on him and off he dashed across many many shops! People were looking at us curiously. The fact that he run made people wana look at us even more! Wahh...thought filming some idol drama serials right??Finally, we reached the end of the mall which Jerald and Meilian were hurrying behind us. So embarrassing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reached home already and put a pack of ice around my foot but it's kinda useless. Didn't really help much then. Hurts a hell lot and Dear gotta stay at my home to look after me and my needs until my family comes back.This morning, my foot was big, red and swollen. Aiyo..can't even stand up to walk. Thankfully, I have this roller chair to get around in the house! *Phew!*Went to the famous sinseh at Ang Mo Kio and it just take a few minutes to massage my leg and ~tadah!~ the pain subsided! At least now, I can walk around but still painful. No wonder, the sinseh is called a magician.Hopefully, my foot gets better tomorrow! *sobsob*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some pictures I took during the last few days..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls' night out at cafe cartel during my exam period!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and dear to Sentosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are all these freaks behind me!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off we sit the Sky Luge and the cart thingy!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hopefully my foot is okay by tomorrow! sobsob...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-115002052034366029?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115002052034366029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=115002052034366029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115002052034366029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/115002052034366029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/06/yeahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114960313987483638</id><published>2006-06-06T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:12:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Finance</title><content type='html'>I felt quite depressed...having to done one mistake in the exam will ruin everything. But not exactly to say that this mistake that I've done will cost me to a fail in the exams or what lah...but one answer wrong means everything else in the process will be in the wrong. And I'm worrying that this wrong step will cost my 25 marks to fly away!!! Aiyooo...I felt quite wasted. Actually I was thinking if I should do the 3rd qns which is more simple and straightforward but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't thinking straight at that point of time lah...plus there isn't enough time to cancel my qns 2 and redo qns 3. 3hrs is seriously not enough!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, over is over. I felt quite pissed with everything lah...so sian...so moody...plus my stupid Nokia 7370 is kinda spoilt! Cannot hear the other party talking...damnit..so irritating~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGHHHHHH.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114960313987483638?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114960313987483638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114960313987483638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114960313987483638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114960313987483638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/06/corporate-finance.html' title='Corporate Finance'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114836390086969947</id><published>2006-05-23T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T13:58:20.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go and check out Chinatown's People's Park Complex~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newly renovated and lotsa new hippie stores on the 3rd level!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just bought a straw bag which I wanted quite badly to complement on my bohemian skirts! Finally let me found it! Anyway, I bought it for like $23? Supposedly, I saw the price tag that said $35.90 and the owner told me there's a 20% discount. The goods are from HongKong then...well sad to say that some shops obviously cannot compare with those at bugis village and far east plaza. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; their prices are pretty affordable! And most of the shops are selling those victorian tops and knee-length pants! Quite nice though but I didn't buy...hehe...one from HK is enough for me but I'm still looking for a black stripped pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, anyone has Zhen Ni's concert dvd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/003531d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mum wants it badly...kept pestering me to get it but I can't find!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone has it pls lend to me can????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114836390086969947?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114836390086969947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114836390086969947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114836390086969947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114836390086969947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/05/go-and-check-out-chinatowns-peoples.html' title=''/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114818404293466057</id><published>2006-05-21T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T12:00:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>da vinci</title><content type='html'>Just caught the latest movie yesterday - &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/thedavincicode/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DA VINCI CODE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/details_davincicode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything happens when the famous curator of the Louvre, Jacqueres Sauniere, is murdered inside the museum, Harvard symbologist Robert Langdon is called upon to decipher a strange symbol found near the body. Then a talented French cryptologist, Sophie Neveu, who is also Sauniere's granddaughter joined in the fun and adventure...blarblarblar....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, they did followed closely with the storybook, even their dialogues are almost the same as the book leh... Anyway, I will give this show three and a half stars out of 5 stars. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think Silas is quite handsome in real person but I can't imagine someone could actually hit and torture themself, although I read in some other storybooks that catholic nuns in some other countries also did that. Inflicting pain on my own body? Nah...Tom Hanks looks bald in this show but his character is damn smart...his brain worked so fast that it seemed just like a few seconds and he managed to decipher the codes and anagrams. Hahah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After reading the book and watching the show, somehow I think all the events are too coincidental. The poems and codes are all beautifully created... But I wonder...are the bones of Mary Magdelene really lying beneath the small pyramid until the blade and chalice pyramids?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a mystery...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114818404293466057?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114818404293466057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114818404293466057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114818404293466057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114818404293466057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci.html' title='da vinci'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114794523654574141</id><published>2006-05-18T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:40:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>Wah...I haven't been blogging for quite some time man..&lt;br /&gt;Exams exams exams!&lt;br /&gt;When will it ever end???&lt;br /&gt;It is taking forever lah...my next paper is on 30th May...followed by 6th and 8th June!&lt;br /&gt;Yippee!!!&lt;br /&gt;No more exams!!! (although I will still miss studying huh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date me then! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Date me! Date me~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nothing's up recently...Just taking a break now to blog a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored...&lt;br /&gt;and it's so hot studying at home! Plus no aircon, no tibits, no soft drinks, no ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;Argh...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just been to Zouk last Friday...music's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only pic of us...where's Char???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Zouk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Char...you missed out a whole lot of fun man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114794523654574141?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114794523654574141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114794523654574141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114794523654574141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114794523654574141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114628956678577551</id><published>2006-04-29T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T13:46:06.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday night at 3am plus, there 's a huge fire occurred at my house downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;The motocycle's area.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a scary sight though...shit forgot to take pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was sleeping soundly then suddenly I heard some loud "piak" sounds.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was some natural disasters! Like some ice cubes falling from the sky and hitting the cars ( my mother also thought of that)&lt;br /&gt;I refused to wake up, kept praying that the sounds will stop.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I was too scared to see what was happening lah...&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister woke up and saw the fire. Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireman was using some gun to shoot at the fire and at the same time, the motorcycles were splashing out out big pieces of fire! Wah...i see the fireman shoot until so xinku...finally the water came. Within a few seconds, the fire subsided.&lt;br /&gt;The whole scene looked so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fire in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor thing....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Intentional or unintentionsl? Who knows...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114628956678577551?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114628956678577551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114628956678577551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114628956678577551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114628956678577551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-night-at-3am-plus-there-s.html' title=''/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114587768415643739</id><published>2006-04-24T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T19:32:29.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!</title><content type='html'>Misunderstanding is cleared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still...next time pls be smarter hor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114587768415643739?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114587768415643739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114587768415643739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114587768415643739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114587768415643739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/04/yeah.html' title='Yeah!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114562668882763963</id><published>2006-04-21T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T21:38:08.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M VERY ANGRY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually discovered something...so angry...argh...&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lovely Mrs H. had just given birth to a cute cute boy boy!&lt;br /&gt;tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He actually opened his eyes! Cos i seldom see babies with their eyes open. His eyes are sure to be big in the future lor! Like mine! HAhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/P4192213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sense of achievement? Holding a newborn baby! Babies are so fragile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/P4192247i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heard from Mrs H. that giving birth is alot more worse than cramps. And she actually tolerated the pain for 10- 12 hrs??! *applause applause* I wouldn't know what to do if i'm her man...especially when I'm scared of pain!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But congrats! Take care Mrs H. ..can't wait to see you again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114562668882763963?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114562668882763963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114562668882763963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114562668882763963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114562668882763963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/04/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114482138725869570</id><published>2006-04-12T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T14:04:10.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you look like who?</title><content type='html'>Just discover a webbie (&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/face_recognition.php"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;) that shows you look like which celeb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="324" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/untitled1.jpg" width="438" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not bad lah...I want to look like tony leung if next life I'm a guy! Dono who is that Mai Kuraki...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114482138725869570?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114482138725869570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114482138725869570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114482138725869570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114482138725869570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-look-like-who.html' title='you look like who?'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114457584897488680</id><published>2006-04-09T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:44:09.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outings</title><content type='html'>My blog looks so boring...no pictures??&lt;br /&gt;Well I shall post some up then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken by my lousy handphone at the sheesah's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture33%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Mr Lamer...Ms J's beloved boyfriend. Why did I say he is a lamer? Basically he makes lame jokes. Haha..but he is a funny guy lah. A guy with good business brains. And a hard smoker too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture35%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Ms J, trying to act cool (and sultry?). Don't look like Jolin Tsai though...haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture37%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This pretty girl is Ms J's cousin, who just came back from Holland. I love her curls but I don't think I will look good in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture39%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay...I admit I'm trying to act cute here! No wrong doing that what! But I do look cute right??? *bleh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then the other day, I've taken some pics on my sister's birthday as well! Celebrated at Thai Express...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture22%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's her with her lovely daugther! Fruit cake again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture34%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trying to act ke-lian!? Wana trick me right! Ha! I won't fall for it anymore! But her pleads really melts my heart..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture23%282%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't you think both of them look alike? I am so glad that she finally rebonded her hair. I really hate those big short curls at that time. Makes her look so old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Exams are coming! I'm so bored...then after exams it's "finding jobs" time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So boring...so bored...so boreded...so...so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114457584897488680?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114457584897488680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114457584897488680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114457584897488680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114457584897488680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/04/outings.html' title='Outings'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114433386114897020</id><published>2006-04-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:31:01.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy!</title><content type='html'>I was walking to my tution kid's house earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked past that particular block and happened to see a young guy standing at the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;So I continued to walk...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, that guy called out to me, "Eh! Xiao Jie! You mei you yi kuai? (Eh? Miss! Got one dollar anot?)"&lt;br /&gt;I stared at him and then started thinking about those emails, saying that got chinamen wana cheat our money ah, blarblarblar. &lt;br /&gt;But this guy doesn't look like a Mainlander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was holding a packet of coke and Calbee 'Hot &amp; Spicy" potato chips!&lt;br /&gt;How the hell did he manage to buy all these tibits?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously, I walked off.&lt;br /&gt;Then to my surprise, he started scolding me!&lt;br /&gt;"Eh! Xiao Jie! You mei you yi kuai? Eh! You mei you tin dao wo shuo hua! Si de ah!? (Eh? Miss! Got one dollar anot? Eh? Miss! Got one dollar anot! Die one ah!? Don't wana answer me ah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRAZY FELLOW!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114433386114897020?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114433386114897020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114433386114897020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114433386114897020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114433386114897020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/04/crazy.html' title='Crazy!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114311859897872454</id><published>2006-03-23T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:56:38.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiotic people</title><content type='html'>I just received an email from XH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me this horrifying email that included cruelty to small animals.&lt;br /&gt;This woman was using her silhouette to step on that poor little kitten!&lt;br /&gt;She's obviously trying to kill that kitty!&lt;br /&gt;This idiotic woman used her heels and tried to step flat on it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Make it flat you know?! FLAT!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE F***!&lt;br /&gt;Then as the video goes on, you ll notice a small tiny reddish clot on the ground near the kitten.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the kitty vomitted blood after all the stepping!&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, that woman used her heels and poked through the kitty's eyes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The worse is yet to come..&lt;br /&gt;Blood was spurred out from its eyes after all the squeezing and stepping!&lt;br /&gt;It died.&lt;br /&gt;So horrific...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That woman still did not let the kitty rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;She used her heels and tried to push it through its eyeball but to avail.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;SHE STEPPED  FLAT ON IT!&lt;br /&gt;Then she used her silhouette and checked the kitty still alive or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURSE!&lt;br /&gt;She will sure get her bad karma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please! Somebody save the poor animals from these people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114311859897872454?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114311859897872454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114311859897872454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114311859897872454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114311859897872454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/03/idiotic-people.html' title='idiotic people'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114261718109131873</id><published>2006-03-18T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:39:41.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Vinci Code</title><content type='html'>I've just finished reading &lt;a href="http://www.danbrown.com"&gt;Da Vinci Code&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Ya I know this book has been around for quite some time liao..&lt;br /&gt;He bought this book for me during Vday which I suggested too.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I really wana read! I wana know what is inside this book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this book is about a Harvard professor Robert Langdon who was suspected of murdering a famous elderly curator. Then came along his grand-daughter called Sophie Neveu who is a gifted French crypotologist. They went through numerous mind-throbbing riddles that lead them to the works of Leonardo Da Vinci like The Last Supper, Virgin on the Rocks. Then there is this bad guy called "The Teacher" who made use of several people to obtain his objective. Unless these 2 fellows can decipher the code and quickly assemble the pieces of the puzzle, a stunning hostorical myth will be lost forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending has a twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I must say this book certainly keeps me wanting to read more but also because I wana finish asap so that I can concentrate on my exams! Haha...excuses right..&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of controversies in this book and I actually searched the internet to find out the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book said things like:&lt;br /&gt;-Jesus and Mary (Jesus's mother) was a couple&lt;br /&gt;-sacred feminine&lt;br /&gt;-holy grail is actually a person, not a thing, females are to be tortured because Eve ate the apple which is a bad thing (which explains why we have to give birth and menstration?) and&lt;br /&gt;-about time to tell the world the truth which the Churches had hidden it for the past 2 milleniums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I don't know the truth behind all these but I believed there's a tiny certain truth in it. If not, why would there be THE ROSE LINE, The Knights Templar, The Temple Church, etc in existence? It's like all the incidents are too concidental!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think it's a good book to read it...but don't be too engrossed in it and believe EVERYTHING what the author says. Anyway, this is a fiction book. The movie is coming out soon! You can visit &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/thedavincicode/"&gt;http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/thedavincicode/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114261718109131873?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114261718109131873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114261718109131873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114261718109131873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114261718109131873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/03/da-vinci-code.html' title='Da Vinci Code'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114217577956449942</id><published>2006-03-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:02:59.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sale Sale Sale~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOHOHO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went swimming at Delta Swimming Pool with Weide. First of all, I must say Sunday is not the best day to swim cos there's lotsa people! Especially children... I should have known it already. Next, the adult pool is really dirty. I see strands of hair when I go underwater. And some white tiny tweeny particles which look like dust to me. Oh my gosh...I need a clean pool! Plus you know there's lotsa children around and i'm sure they will urine in the pool..including guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sawm 12 laps though and Weide swam his usual 30 laps. I nearly drowned at my 2nd lap! Cos I didn't stop to rest after my 1st and then continued to swim my next lap immediately. Ya..then I was out of breath in the middle of the pool! I tried to struggle..desperately trying to swim faster but somehow I felt that I'm sinking. Then I switched to backstroke..phew...managed to get some air and swam back till I was able to reach the floor! Not bad already leh... I managed to swim 12 laps~! Come to think of the past, I wasn't able to swim that much lah! Ya..no stamina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Suntec. Heard from Jasmine that there's branded stuffs on sale! Like Ambercrombie and Fitch, American Eagle, etc... Of cos must go right...I wana see how cheap too.And thanks to her... I got myself 2 tops, 1 mini skirt (same as Sophia), 1 long pants and 1 berms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooohwweee~I love my stuffs and managed to fit in all of them! I spent about $100 plus... Weide bought quite a lot too, for himself and Thomas. He spent more than me definitely...Yummy Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I proceeded to the Shoes sale..I saw my X-dous Shiny shoes on sale! And guess what? They are selling it for $15 instead of the usual price of $59.90!!! Really thank &lt;strong&gt;The GREAT ONE&lt;/strong&gt; up there man...and luckily i waited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahhahahahahahhaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy girl today!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114217577956449942?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114217577956449942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114217577956449942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114217577956449942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114217577956449942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/03/sale-sale-sale.html' title='Sale Sale Sale~!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114179057930797441</id><published>2006-03-08T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:02:59.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHe is weird</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was having a mini chat with Ms S when I'm trying to fall asleep. Then we had this really absurb conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: Hey i'm going to this free makeover leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: Oh? Free? So good ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: Actually I want to go Malaysia and do a makeover also leh..got any cheap prices or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: Ya! You can go to Mr W's uncle shop wat..quite cheap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: How cheap? I want to do yours like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: Mine is about RM$800 or less ah but considered cheap already. Imagine you do in S'pore it'll be S$800 leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: So expensive..I only want to shoot 8 pictures only leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: huh? wat 8 pictures?? Don't have lah..you take the small book type lor..got words one..hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: My friend went for this makeover hor then she requested not to photo-edit her pictures. Then can see all her imperfections on her face leh..hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: Huh??? For what?? You do makeover is to make yourself prettier what! Crazy ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: I don't want the editing also leh...cost me $10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: (What the hell...) Come on lah.. it's only $10 leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: Those people shoot these type of makeovers all look so fake one...sure got edit here n there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: HUHHHH??? Of cos what! Then make you uglier meh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms S: But they look so fake..like not themselves like that..blarblarblar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms M: (pretend to fall asleep...too angry to talk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weird sister lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really don't know what she is thinking man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for people who wants to do a cheap and good makeover, why not consider JB's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FotoCampbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? They are the professionals who do bridal shots and personal profiles shots. You can bring your own clothings (about 4 sets) as well or borrow 1 or 2 of their outfits (mainly gowns). Prices can be slightly cheaper through me...Anyone interested can ask me about it yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114179057930797441?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114179057930797441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114179057930797441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114179057930797441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114179057930797441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/03/she-is-weird.html' title='SHe is weird'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114170515537120389</id><published>2006-03-07T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T12:19:15.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my MOCK MSM</title><content type='html'>hey i'm so happy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHy????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I know how to do most of my MSM Mock Exam Paper and I think it's kinda chicken feet man! Hahaa...i'm trying not to be Haolian but hor.... I finished my quantitative questions within one and a half hour! The theory part just forget it lah cos i didn't study...even if i want to do the theory qns, I still have another one and a half hour to think and write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't know if my answers are right or wrong but should be able to pass lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114170515537120389?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114170515537120389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114170515537120389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114170515537120389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114170515537120389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-mock-msm.html' title='my MOCK MSM'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114156491700864769</id><published>2006-03-05T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:21:57.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAPAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGGHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuehua is going. Suz and Lynette are going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I must go 2 years later! My ULTIMATE GOAL! I MUST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114156491700864769?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114156491700864769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114156491700864769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114156491700864769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114156491700864769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/03/japan.html' title='JAPAN'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114147490102681959</id><published>2006-03-04T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:21:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arjun Rampal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I juz finished watching a hindu show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info, I've been watching hindu movies since young. Not those traditional tamil movies hor...those actors and actresses are North Indian so basically, they look fairer and prettier and more handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to the main topic.. The name of the show is "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Pyaar Ishq Aur Mohabbat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yash Sabharwal (Sunil Shetty), a billionaire, is smitten by the lovely Isha Nair (Kirti Reddy), a medical student. Yash gives her a scholarship for further studies in Scotland.In Scotland, Taj Bharadwaj (Aftab Shivdasani) falls head-over-heels for Isha. Taj is a perfect gentleman; always ready to lend his shoulder to a damsel in distress. But there's a problem – Isha treats him as a mere friend. Enters Gaurav (Arjun Rampal), a model, who enjoys playing the most dangerous game of all – the game of love. He has an ability to cast a spell on any woman. He takes on the challenge to win and then break a girl's heart. The girl? Isha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the film goes topsy-turvy in the initial reels itself, when Yash offers Gaurav (Arjun Rampal) Rs. 10 million rupees to woo Isha on his behalf. The ending is a bit messy but still, it's a happy ending for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictures of Arjun Rampal~!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/36untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/arjun290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some pictures from the movie..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/pim7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's the lead actress..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/pim20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/pim21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's some other very cute Bollywood actors who are very handsome too! Of course, their movies are nice to catch it as well...There's hindu shows every sat evening and sunday night so if you wana catch any of them, remember to check out their schedules lah! You must be thinking of all the dancing and stuffs right? BUT!!! Now Bollywood is advanced! They actually cut short of the dancing and singing and no more "going right and left behind a coconut tree"! It's really worth watching it...trust me man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have taken an interest in Bollywood, you may visit this website:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiafm.com"&gt;http://www.indiafm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This webby tells you everything about Bolly... celebrities, movies, pictures, screensavers, etc!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA...i'm going gaga over Arjun already!!! Body so fit somemore...*drool*&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/13695565-114147490102681959?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114147490102681959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114147490102681959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114147490102681959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114147490102681959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/03/arjun-rampal.html' title='Arjun Rampal'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114036539593256150</id><published>2006-02-20T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:09:55.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I just had this little irritating argument with Suz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Since you like HR, you should take up HR jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: No lah.. I just hate working. Working is so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Ya. Now I think back ah...I shouldn't have listened to you and took on Business Studies. I should follow my heart and interests and go on fashion design. Really regretted about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: Ha. Fashion can't survive lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: It's not about survival now. It's about following your interests and enjoying on what you do. I don't want to become you who is always complaining about your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: You can't survive at all lah. You need to go overseas and then you can be famous and able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: You don't have to be famous wat. If you love what you do, I'm sure the survival thing won't pose too much of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: You have to get a basic degree wat. Fashion also need to know about marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: No. Marketing is easy wat. You can learn it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: So that means wat? Now you want to give up and go and design ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: I didn't say that. I just said I regretted my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: (mumbling something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: You are the type of person who work to live lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: (silent)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114036539593256150?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114036539593256150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114036539593256150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114036539593256150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114036539593256150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114019014694114431</id><published>2006-02-17T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T23:30:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Singaporean Blogger are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="FONT-SIZE: large"&gt;Congratulations Maybelline, you are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 347px" height="519" src="http://sgblogger.kennysia.com/xx.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Xia Xue' Wendy Cheng&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;xiaxue.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a goddess/god. You've got the looks, the brains and the body. You have such an irreverent sense of humour, people listen to you religiously and worship the ground you walk on. On the other hand you can also be straightforward, blunt and very very controversial. That has the potential to offend many people, but of course you don't care, you just shoot. In the end, people either love you or hate you. Nothing in between.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgblogger.kennysia.com"&gt;Which Singaporean Blogger Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: erm..the fact is that &lt;strong&gt;I DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE HER!&lt;/strong&gt; The other day I saw her in real person, she's short and her head and hair are big. Too big for her size. And her makeup is super duper powderful... yes it's nice but too elaborated. Well, she likes it can already. I don't care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114019014694114431?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114019014694114431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114019014694114431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114019014694114431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114019014694114431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/02/which-singaporean-blogger-are-you.html' title='Which Singaporean Blogger are you?'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-114007132287838416</id><published>2006-02-16T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T20:37:39.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva's advance birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to celebrate Eva's birthday at Ember located in 1929 boutique hotel. Somewhere at Keong Saik Street... Nice ambience and dim lights! Okay, I love dim areas cos that's the part where people can't see my awful pimples. Haha..I hate white lights man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was okay, not bad. I ordered Slipper Lobster pasta with something and cilantro. Don't know what what cilantro but I guessed it should be the leaves lah..A little spicy but more of tomata taste. Eva had this quail with beautiful carrots patterns and Gifford had this cute French-styled deco fish. The prawn salad and chargrilled squids were good! A pity that we didn't get to try the wine cos' we are quite broke already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1929 hotel is pretty retro with all the furnitures and an unisex toilet. Very small though but people pay for the environment, settings and atmosphere lah.. I want to see the rooms one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to fetch Linus.&lt;br /&gt;He was having gastric flu which I felt that it's probably the worst sickness on earth. Imagine all the pains, sounds and the LAO SAI... Worse than cramps ah...&lt;br /&gt;And yah...He looked weak and tired. People suffering from these flus are suffering from hell. I was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Arab street for drinks and sheesah.&lt;br /&gt;I finally tried the way how smokers really smoke! All you have to do is to breathe in a second time but do it naturally. Don't go swallowing the air so air til your head pops out!&lt;br /&gt;I finally experienced the taste of APPLE yesterday.. haha.. after so long man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The birthday Girl - Eva (sexy and witty)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Eva.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first shot...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture3%281%29.1.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The second shot... my face looks big!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture4%281%29.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The third shot... he's still not satisfied...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture5%281%29.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Final shot! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture6%281%29.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with Eva, trying to make our faces smaller by turning sideways but to avail...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture7%281%29.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;try another time...my face still looks big...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture8%281%29.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the three of us to end the day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/Picture11%281%29.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-114007132287838416?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/114007132287838416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=114007132287838416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114007132287838416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/114007132287838416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/02/evas-advance-birthday.html' title='Eva&apos;s advance birthday'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113971951876551541</id><published>2006-02-12T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T12:45:18.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokeback Mountain</title><content type='html'>Watched this movie yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Jake Gyllenhall! So handsome..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, this show is about story of two young men – a ranch-hand and a rodeo cowboy – who meet in the summer of 1963, and unexpectedly forge a lifelong connection, one whose complications, joys and tragedies provide a testament to the endurance and power of love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Early one morning in Signal, Wyoming, Ennis del Mar (Heath Ledger) and Jack Twist (Jake Gyllenhaal) meet while lining up for employment with local rancher Joe Aguirre (Randy Quaid). The world which Ennis and Jack have been born into is at once changing rapidly and yet scarcely evolving. Both young men seem certain of their set places in the heartland – obtaining steady work, marrying and raising a family – and yet hunger for something beyond what they can articulate. When Aguirre dispatches them to work as sheepherders up on the majestic Brokeback Mountain, they gravitate towards camaraderie and then a deeper intimacy. At summer's end, the two must come down from Brokeback and part ways. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remaining in Wyoming, Ennis weds his sweetheart Alma (Michelle Williams), with whom he will have two daughters as he ekes out a living. Jack, in Texas, catches the eye of a rodeo queen Lureen Newsome (Anne Hathaway). Their courtship and marriage result in a son, as well as jobs in her father's business. Four years pass. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, Alma brings Ennis a postcard from Jack, who is en route to visit Wyoming. Ennis waits expectantly for his friend, and when Jack at last arrives, in just one moment it is clear that the passage of time has only strengthened the men's attachment. In the years that follow, Ennis and Jack struggle to keep their secret bond alive. They meet up several times annually. Even when they are apart, they face the eternal questions of fidelity, commitment and trust. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ultimately, the one constant in their lives is a force of nature – love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah..a gay show with scenes of them kissing, hugging, fighting, playing around and doing that "thing". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I personally find this show interesting! Although with a few words and a little draggy, the scenery and the 2 guys' actings are good. I kinda felt their love presence. Feel quite sad for the gays though...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weisiang, Shauna and Elgin didn't really like it, saying it was too boring and stuffs like that. A guy in front of us even yawned very loudly ah! &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/13695565-113971951876551541?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113971951876551541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113971951876551541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113971951876551541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113971951876551541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/02/brokeback-mountain.html' title='Brokeback Mountain'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113958858538853973</id><published>2006-02-11T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:24:34.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Am i starting to grow.............old? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm starting to dread this word every second, every minute and every hour! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of thinking my age passing by so fast is starting to scare the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Serious.&lt;br /&gt;I was also kinda affected by what he had told me the other day that I looked different from the past.&lt;br /&gt;The young me looked cute and pure.&lt;br /&gt;Now?&lt;br /&gt;Old? Haggard? Dark eye circles? Wrinkled eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just look &lt;strong&gt;OLD&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop it!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 years older than Yushi, 10 years older than Ian, 7 years older than Kim, 5 years older than Bryce and 1 year older than Gifford and Eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Argh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I feel that I can understand those "lao zha boh" that always refused to annouce their ages.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;Serves me right. At that point of time, I was always wondering why they didn't want to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would definitely say, "It's no big deal!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW... I FINALLY UNDERSTOOD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world is suddenly against you, moving in a super duper fast speed which you did not even have the chance to notice it! No matter how much creams and lotions you put on your face, the "look" remains.&lt;br /&gt;It never go away.&lt;br /&gt;Wrinkles, pigmentation marks, collagen creams, botox and cosmetic surgery become your best friends out of nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked on the streets at Far East Plaza and you will definitely see the young crowds.&lt;br /&gt;They look so.. oh man.. youthful!&lt;br /&gt;I just wana dig a hole and hide.&lt;br /&gt;It constantly reminds me that I'm in my twenties. Yeah, to be more precise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD GRACIOUS 23 YEARS OLD ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I miss the old days when I don't have to care so much about my looks.&lt;br /&gt;You wear the same uniform 5 days a week&lt;br /&gt;You can't dye your hair&lt;br /&gt;You can't tie colourful hairbands or ribbons on your hair&lt;br /&gt;The only things to compare are your sport shoes, watches and bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so simple back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want to be simple...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113958858538853973?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113958858538853973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113958858538853973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113958858538853973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113958858538853973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/02/am-i-old.html' title='Am I old?'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113886627544399013</id><published>2006-02-02T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T15:52:08.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, I was wandering in my house just now (cos nothing to do) and happened to see Yushi's baby pictures. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…why do babies grow up so fast? Yushi is becoming more and more like a young lady these days and I miss her chubby cute cute face! Babies are so cute and tender! Wahha..not like I wana eat them up but they are so NICE to touch and feel and squeeze! Ooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a molester for goodness' sake. And I'm not hinting that I want to have a baby. How I wish babies don’t grow up too soon. They are just too cutteeeeeeeee…! Don't you think so? Oh man…I wana squeeze her cheeks! And thighs! And buttocks! My 3 favourite spots! And do you notice that all babies and toddlers have bulging tummies? All water inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Kids with long tresses wearing long dresses always look so pretty! Next time I want my daughter to wear like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This girl looks like a doll!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell Yushi's mother to cane her if she is very naughty. You know, she can be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at times. Can really make my blood boil man! But if Yushi is my daughter, I probably won't bear to cane her as well. But on the act of authority and depending on how serious the matter, maybe I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids nowadays simply have no basic manners. I don't know why seriously. Last time, we will address all the strangers as "aunties" or "uncles". We must listen to our parents and cannot talk back. Err...I did sometimes but never to my papa. &lt;em&gt;He is very fierce.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now? Kids simply didn't really care to even address them. And worse…they talk back. I once saw this small boy saying stuffs like "Sheng Jing Bing!" (crazy) and "Chu Si" (go and die), to his father. SMALL BOY LEH! Give him 8yrs old lah...machiam act like mini beng! I was so angry for the father yet his papa just reprimanded him. I might have given the boy a slap if I’m his mama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is this what the society has brought to them? Is it the parents' fault? Is it the milk powder's fault? I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113886627544399013?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113886627544399013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113886627544399013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113886627544399013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113886627544399013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-know-i-was-wandering-in-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113860305737588217</id><published>2006-01-30T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T14:40:07.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year to everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sheng Ti Jian Kang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we celebrated Ah Ma, my dajie and Bryce's Birthday together at an Indonesian Restaurant. But no cakes guys...as you know my family is always the "last-minute" sort, so we kinda forgotten to get a cake as well. The lunch gathering was always kinda late too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the Chinese New Year morning started with Gifford's family and Lynette's family coming to my place first. Yushi is so pretty with her "Singapore-colors" outfit and tied-back hair! But as usual, she is ignorant to all other members of the family, especially to poor Gifford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we managed to squeeze everyone into 2 cars (btw, there are 13 people)! Proceeded to that restaurant at Peak Seah Street and took some pictures with my lovely &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yushi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Lynette and her daughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Gifford is the one taking this pic for us but HAHAH...Yushi girl didnt wana to even look at the camera! So gotta get Kim to be the photographer...at least it's abit better! Aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As usual, the four ladies got together again for a nice family potrait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Mummy, Ah Ma, Auntie Karen and Auntie Diana! Beautiful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, we went to Eva's house to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAMBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;What else right... That's our family tradition over the past 20plus years! This year, there's an exception. Eva is in and Auntie Diana allowed us to gamble cos in the past, she didn't really like us to do such stuffs. Even Uno cards may not be allowed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay! Here is my whole family...without Veron (photographer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1161.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1161.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture has Veron, without Suz (hahah..to be fair!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;And off i go to Kennethe's house for a round of steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron insisted me to put up this picture as wallpaper cos she and Yushi look very good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN1172.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN1172.0.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/13695565-113860305737588217?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113860305737588217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113860305737588217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113860305737588217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113860305737588217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113807954427954080</id><published>2006-01-24T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:12:24.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel so shitty..</title><content type='html'>yeah..I'm quite blur nowadays. Can even mistaken somebody's food as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIM food is SO boring! I wonder those SIM office girls can tahan the food or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so....*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to describe it also...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113807954427954080?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113807954427954080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113807954427954080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113807954427954080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113807954427954080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/feel-so-shitty.html' title='feel so shitty..'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113768759616223907</id><published>2006-01-19T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T00:19:56.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad and happy day</title><content type='html'>Sad day cos weide wanted to take a break from our relationship. But I'm strong this time. Gotta think over it carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day cos I got to go to JB with Gifford! He bought quite a lot of stuffs man..tank tops, jeans, t-shirt, etc...at City Square of course. We went in at about 4pm which is considered quite late already or else I could have brought him to some other shopping centres like Pelangi. How I wish I can shop freely like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Dama to eat our dinner. We had butter crayfish, oatmeal prawns, sambal kangkong and sambal dua tao! Yummy! And a &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; cup of sugarcane juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DUA TAO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua Tao is our favourite, right?? heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we wanted to settle our bill, the auntie came over and said, "qi bai jiu shi (RM$790).WAHHAHA...Scared the hell out of me! My heart skipped a beat leh.. then she kinda jokingly said, "give you discount lah, RM$79." She definitely had a weird sense of humour man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113768759616223907?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113768759616223907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113768759616223907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113768759616223907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113768759616223907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/sad-and-happy-day.html' title='A sad and happy day'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113755799280804940</id><published>2006-01-18T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T14:16:18.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAh!</title><content type='html'>Weide said I look like AUNTIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still send me this type of photo...wana copy my style huh? Haha..think I look better lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE FORBID ME TO PUT UP HIS PIC SO juz do it with this pic then..baka neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me to change again hor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113755799280804940?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113755799280804940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113755799280804940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113755799280804940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113755799280804940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/aaah.html' title='AAAh!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113750417117823540</id><published>2006-01-17T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T21:46:47.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new hairstyle...again</title><content type='html'>I changed my hairstyle again...didn't really like it leh. Didn't really cut the style i wanted. And I permed a little again so actually it's abit wavy on the top and straight at the bottom. And I finally got to see a bit of blueish-purple color on my hair! Muz see carefully then u ll notice...or else it's pitch dark. And i mean PITCH DARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like those jap boy hairstyles I saw in the magazines outside REDS salon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my hair look like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/model2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/model2a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/cloud9_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/cloud9_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113750417117823540?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113750417117823540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113750417117823540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113750417117823540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113750417117823540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-new-hairstyleagain.html' title='My new hairstyle...again'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113733929816802146</id><published>2006-01-15T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:54:15.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 3rd Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>14th January is our 3rd year anniversary! Time really flies...I can't imagine I had gone through 3 years with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He treated me to Crab Mee Hoon at My Choice Chinese Cuisine located at River Valley Road. It's quite tasty! Per 100gm costs $5.50, so depending on that day's weight of the crab lah. The service is super duper good too! This particular waitress was very attentive to us although we didn't request anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, she kept giving us extra wet towels to clean our hands and automatically served us ice water after we finished our drinks. And she made small chats with us like asking if we enjoyed the food, etc and best...she rushed to open the door when we were leaving. COME ON! The other young waiters and waitresses gotta learn from her man! We customers are not paying 10% service charge for nothing! Guess we will be going back for more food again... see? This is one for the ways to keep the customer going back for MORE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike yesterday's incident, I went to Chinatown's hawker centre and had fish head noodle. Eric requested for more chopsticks and bowls. The plump lady rebuked, "how much is your bowl?!" Wah..Fed up. Although we only bought 1 miserable $5 noodles BUT...it's still money right?? Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when i'm stonning while he queued up for the Hokkien mee at Republic. So many people and the queue is so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch the "Superband" performance and I must say...those people really suck. Maybe there are better ones but I didn't get to see it. Anyway, I believe if Jasmine and Charlene were to perform together, I'm sure they are the best! Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;(p.s: hey u 2 girls, I'm already your biggest fan man! Xuehua, I still haven't heard you sing before so I can't comment on yours but I heard that you love Andy lau's songs huh?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then watched the Memoirs of a Geisha" and missed the first 10mins! Shit..and we couldn't find our seats! Argh...found out that there are 2 anonymous sitting at our seats. Overall, the show is not bad lah. Gong Li is really good man!!! And the small girl Chiyo is so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a surprise from him. He bought a pair of "STEFANIE SUN 2006 CONCERT" tickets!!! &lt;strong&gt;I HAPPY LIKE SIAO AH!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are inside Indoor Stadium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's the cheapest but still, we found our way sitting at the lower deck of seats without being caught. A bit disappointing though, she didn't sing other artistes' songs and kept singing her old songs. The 2nd last song was the best cos the audience gotta stand up and make the kallang wave as she pointed at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I made a powerpoint slide for him. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear! Happy 3rd Year Anniversary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113733929816802146?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113733929816802146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113733929816802146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113733929816802146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113733929816802146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/our-3rd-year-anniversary.html' title='Our 3rd Year Anniversary'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113704412214450872</id><published>2006-01-12T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T13:41:38.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About X</title><content type='html'>I'm angry! Yet hurt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana talk about &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. (don't worry, Xuehua. Not U.) Let's just call her "X" since her first name starts with this alphabet. We were once in the same school. We were once very close. Then suddenly, she didn't want to be close with us. It's okay you know, I mean everyone has their own cliche of friends. Then, I saw her in SIM. Well, we acknowleged each other but somehow I felt a barrier between both of us. From chatting a few sentences to just saying hi to ignoring me. Wah lao.. I mean we are friends right? At least when you see me, you say hi or wat right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really angry the other day. I saw her in the toilet then started to chat with her a bit. Then when I asked her a qns, she immediately cut me off and chatted with another friend. Ok! Fine! What an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw her again. She's basically standing next to me (30 cm away). I saw her and probably knew that she is going to &lt;em&gt;pretend&lt;/em&gt; not seeing me. Well, I kinda heckcare and then....I realised she changed her hair style and colour. Something like mine. Yes. I'm trying to say she is copying my hairstyle! Ha..copycat! But whether she is trying to copy me or not, I don't really care anymore. I saw her again outside my lecture. She gave me a glance and her eyes shifted away quickly. Yeah...I knew X saw me huh. Now, I don't even bother to say hi to her anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I weird or wat? Am I unfriendly? Or am I ugly? She loves to talk to pretty girls huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This type of person really irks me. I hate it. I hate this type of feeling. I hate it when people knew me and pretended not knowing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If X ever sees this blog, I hope she knows it's her. So next time, she better don't  come forward to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say I'm petty or wat. But if you were me, how would you feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113704412214450872?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113704412214450872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113704412214450872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113704412214450872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113704412214450872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/about-x.html' title='About X'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113695982882171197</id><published>2006-01-11T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T14:10:28.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>What is your New Year Resolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once asked Gifford and he gave me this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want to be a better man."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I thought that was really funny and gave a loud laugh. You see, this guy has a lot of lady's luck. Always hearing stories about this girl and that girl who likes him. Not to mention that he is quite a flirt too... So a better man means to settle down, not to flirt, not to hurt girls' feelings, not to have too many flings? But I know...you just want to be better than usual. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva joined in and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want bigger boobs!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, that's a bit difficult for people like me now cos our age is over puberty. I regretted not drinking papaya milk in the past! Well, but I certainly don't want to be unproportional. Big upper body and small lower body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want my everyday to be as fulfilling as possible."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just want to enjoy my everyday. &lt;br /&gt;Life is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be happy everyday as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113695982882171197?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113695982882171197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113695982882171197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113695982882171197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113695982882171197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113652926528468163</id><published>2006-01-06T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T14:54:11.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best day!</title><content type='html'>Gym! Yes! I finally went to the gym. I think I was pretty active in these days ah... finally get my butt of my home and start excercising! Actually I tried &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fitnessfirst.com.sg/"&gt;Fitness First &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at George St the other time and the environment is pretty okay. I love the open sheltered pool cos the view is so captivating! Imagine you swimming while you can look at the scenary...it will be better if there is a mini bar and massages and food provided!!! &lt;strong&gt;WOAH!&lt;/strong&gt; Ok..i've been dreaming too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to the OUB centre outlet with Eva, Rachel and Gifford. isappointing...the gym is relatively smaller than the George St one and the pool is just like those normal swimming pools. Plus, it was raining and the pool is not heated. And I don't really like an Indian guy over there cos' we felt that he was interrogating us. More like a policeman I would say. After exercising and lazing around for about 1hr, we decided to go to George St! Yeah! I simply love that place man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Omar called Gifford that's why both of us are able to get in free again! Phew~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to George St. I really love the pool and the scenary more than the gym lah! haha..We joined Bodyjam then. SO fun! Bodyjam is a mixture of r&amp;b and hiphop dance movements. Eva, Gifford and I were kinda confused cos that was our first lesson you see? And we did one of the Beyonce's move...the one that you gotta shake your whole body and butt sexily? Oh man..what a flop! I guessed we were really tired until the last part Eva did it more like a duck than a sexy Beyonce-alike move. I was neither better..I took a wrong step and started spinning when the rest were still doing some other moves! Then, I twisted my nerves at my ankle when I was doing some backsteps dance movements. Gifford seemed to have injuired his neck when he was turning his head too hard. WAHAHHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go there again man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed down to Holland V for supper. We went to Wala Wala, ordered chicken wings and drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy! I missed those wings! SO nice!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Gifford and I still wanted to eat. Apparently, our previous workout was a waste lah..but of us need to put on weight ya see? Linus and his friends then joined us. We walked off..slowly somemore...Until we reached the coffeeshop at the other side then we realised we didn't pay at Wala Wala! So...we heckcare of cos! We ordered &lt;em&gt;DUA TAO (I love this dish since young!), STINGRAY &amp; DEER MEAT&lt;/em&gt;.  The rest of the people ordered their own food. The bill came as usual. It was only $41!??? We had 9 people and the food was so cheap? So we decided to pay first and walked off first. So the waiter had actually calculated wrongly! It was supposed to be $51. Hahah...what a lucky day man. Eva decided to split $30 among Gifford and I! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent only $5 for the whole day lor! So heng~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113652926528468163?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113652926528468163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113652926528468163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113652926528468163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113652926528468163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/best-day.html' title='Best day!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113622463827918579</id><published>2006-01-03T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:50:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yes! I'm back!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I felt quite sian man..have to adjust back to my studying period as exams are coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hong Kong is fun. Despite my flu on the first day and nausea on the 2nd day morning and Weide's stomach flu on the last 2 days, we had enjoyed ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...sounds terrible right? Sounds more like a sick trip to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first night, my nose started to itch on the plane. Then I kept sneezing..so SWAY lah..then I realised I had a slight gastric pain. The express train is so cool! I thought it's like those normal MRT trains but I was Wrong! Look at this! Fast somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2170.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2170.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2173.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met my boss, Norman and his good friend, Camile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2194.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy to see him again! He gave me Rain's cd and his autograph on it! Wahaha! Love u, Norman~! Then they took us to Causeway bay for dinner. At the MTR station, I saw 2 girls dressed up as those cosplay maids! Oh my goodness, they are so daring yet I'm so paiseh to approach them to take pictures. Now thinking back then, I should have asked them! argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..we reached that SUPER DUPER CROWDED place. Oh man...SO many PEOPLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2184.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ants crawling all over the place! One thing I love about HK is their lights. You know those bright lights they had hanging on the buildings?? MAde it super bright and colourful!! Ok..I'm dying to eat liao. Norman took Weide and I to this Macau Restaurant. Wait wait wait...u must be thinking y the rest are not with us right? Apparantly, Bear and Peifen took a later UA flight that reached HK at about 10pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my meal...Norman ordered Ice Milk tea, portuguese egg tarts, pork buns, XO seafood fried rice and chicken curry rice. We love their pork buns and egg tarts best! It's definitely different from Singapore lah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, in Singapore we called it "Teh Bing". Over there, they called it "Nai cha". Everytime you ask the waiter to come over, u say "Hmm Goi"=excuse me/thank you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Norman brought us around..Still alot of people at 11pm. Then we went to eat this milk pudding with ginger. Oooh man..this desert is so good! It's a hot desert and u can taste it's milk texture-like-soya beancurd slowly melting in your mouth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2206.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YUMMY! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2205.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2205.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last stop was at this desert stall behind SOGo. I think it's quite famous too cos I saw lotsa newspapers clippings at the window. This time we had mango with pomelo, durian-in-egg-skin, red bean soup and almond soup. Simply nice too! Xu Liu Shan cannot fight with them ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so FULL!!! All thanks to Norman..&lt;br /&gt;Hey, the transport back to Kowloon is quite expensive. A single trip back costs HK$20 plus meter. The meter starts at HK$15. We thought it will go at $0.10 per 100m or wat..so I waited. And waited. But the meter didn't move leh! So i thought I was pretty heng ah..hopefully the meter kena spoilt then i don't have to pay so much!  &lt;br /&gt;BUT WAH~! Scared the hell out of us man! The meter jumped from HK$15 to $22 immediately. Then it happily jumping up n UP n UP!!! Total trip costs HK$70 = S$15.21&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling very very tired cos of the flu. Felt so shitty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day, I felt like vomiting in the morning. In the end, I only drank spring water for breakfast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place where we had out noodles. I don't look sick right? Pretending only lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear, Weide and I went to visit the Great Buddlha at this very tall mountain! We sat a bus up to the mountain..haha..very tall yes..Had to climb a flight of stairs ah~ shit. I haven't been exercising for a long time! I was panting real hard cos I geh kian..ran up the stairs. By the time i reached 3/4 of it, I was panting really hard. MUst go gym!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance fee is HK$23, relatively cheap hor and it included meals and drinks as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2232.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the MTR, haha..u can see how slack I am ah..so sleepy! Must treat it like my home wat right...furthermore, there aren't alot of people in the MTR..bleh~&lt;br /&gt;We reached Mong Kok and started to shop. Bear and Weide immediately bought a coat each! Shopping Kings ah...better than me worh! Actually i didn't wana buy anything yet cos I wana compare the prices between places but guys...don behave like me. You see something u really like u muz buy at the spot liao. Or else ah...once u miss it u ll regret. &lt;br /&gt;Then, we finally met up with HC and Peifen. They were so late! Ok..Good thing that HC brought us to eat some goody claypot rice and my temper appeased! It was good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76637172_977dfc0c08_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76637172_977dfc0c08_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we took the Superbus to the Harbourfront to see the fireworks. Woah..their Superbus is so much nicer than ours lah! Look at the seats! Reminds me of those tour buses going to Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the fireworks were disappointing. We could only see abit of it cos' it's blocked by a building. But look at the night view behind us..damn nice right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76637927_e84738790d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76637927_e84738790d_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76638852_29719bf1d1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76638852_29719bf1d1_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the hotel and rested a while before heading to "Nu ren jie". Haiz..what a disappointment! They sell almost the same things..nothing interesting..maybe it's the season? I don't know but I don't think I'll be going back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the sports shops area..ya..everywhere is sports shoes! Adidas, Nike, Timberland, etc! It's already 12am and Mong Kok is still full of people! Hongkongers are so happening! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day is Christmas EVE! We went Wang Tai Sin Temple in the morning. I became the maid of that 2 boys, carrying all the joss papers and happily taking pictures of them! We even went to "jie qian". Haiz...mine and weide's one were not very good aH..Bear's one was a "SHANG SHANG QIAN" worh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2270.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2275.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to Kowloon Tang..saw the ice skating rink behind me?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2282.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! It's inside a big shopping centre and the rink is very big too! Bigger than JEC lah.. There's even cafes surronding part of the rink so customers can hang around and watch the skaters. There's always a viewing gallery - that's where i'm. Finally lunchtime! I had Roast goose meat. Weide had Wanton mee. But I like his noodles better...think HC's char siew rice is the best. Big and tender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76990852_93c6f676f5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76990852_93c6f676f5_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, we went to Causeway bay to shop again. Wah seh...the prices over there were quite steep. But the clothes are definitely nicer than the ones in Mong kok. Well, Peifen and I only can see, touch, feel and Smell lah! hahaha...Cannot buy cos very ex.... ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Sooo many people!!! We had steamboat for dinner! Yummy..I love steamboat during cold weathers! The Ma La Steamboat is really Ma La..haha..tok cork right? Smells quite herbal to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Bear..it's simply too hot for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PEAK! Fireworks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIREWORKS! WHERE?! WHERE!? AHHH....A TINY BIT ONLY!??!?! Argh...DISAPPOINTING AGAIN!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76992020_3dd3eaa539_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76992020_3dd3eaa539_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were once again blocked by a building, famously known to be one of Lee Ka Shing's building!!! ARGH...angry! We still climbed up to the cliff to see u know! SO dangerous and scary! Kuku..&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we had lotsa fun playing around with the cameras, my crown ring and the hills. hahahah! Luff until I pengz man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the crown on my head? It's given by God's hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/78574311_d9a36baffa_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/78574311_d9a36baffa_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Weide's stunning swift moves! Wahhaha...he was the one who thought of all these cranky stunts! DEAR..u r so funnie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76984302_18c6c68d7a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76984302_18c6c68d7a_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76984508_87ba4b8400_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76984508_87ba4b8400_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we tried to do some other stunts as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76984920_36d273ba3a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76984920_36d273ba3a_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76985175_92dd8cac90_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76985175_92dd8cac90_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm a flop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/76985831_2592217033_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/76985831_2592217033_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Causeway bay again for the countdown! There's christmas carols..singing in cantonese which I don't understand~! &lt;br /&gt;OK ok! It's going to be 12am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5!&lt;br /&gt;4!&lt;br /&gt;3!&lt;br /&gt;2!&lt;br /&gt;1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err...?" Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No loud countdowns? No loud popping or spraying?? WHAT THE...Ah...I didn't know HK is so low-key during christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to this very well-known KTV called &lt;strong&gt;CEO&lt;/strong&gt;. The lobby is so posh and big! And every room has a private toilet! Oh man..the environment is hundred times better than Partyworld or Kbox. BUT..of course every good thing has a bad point as well. It can't be perfect. Limited chinese songs. Don't forget HKgers speak mostly cantonese ah~ that's y canto rules over there. It costs us a bomb too...think it's about HK$1,000+. Can't remember liao but damn expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day, of course, we slept till quite late in the noon. Finally recharged all my energy! We met up with HC and Peifen again and went to Kwang Tong! Hey u guys must go there n shop k! Cos the prices are relatively cheaper than in Mong Kok~ It's a kinda warehouse sales where you can find Adidas and Nike Sales as well! I bought a pair of Red Nike shoes over there and it only cost me HK$110 = S$23.90! I just saw my shoes at Tiong Bahru today...selling at $49.90. Phew..half the price! I got a pair of brown boots as well! FINALLY! I was searching high and low in Mong kok but all were so ex! That was my lucky day man! I bought it at about HK$110. The rest of the boots were selling between HK$35-$129. Worth it man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second last day we went to Shenzhen. Not cold at all...just cooling. Argh...Gifford lied to me! &lt;br /&gt;Weide felt nausea. I shouldn't have given him the panadol cold relief tablets...too strong for him. &lt;br /&gt;The customs is a KILLER!!! We waited for about 1 hr plus to get through it! So fed up. At first, we took the wrong queue. Then we were told that we needed to fill up an entry form. Then Bear and I went to fill up first, happily went back to the queue and realised I left my passport at the counter!&lt;br /&gt;Blur SOTONG lah me! I quickly went back and search but my passport disappeared!!! Bloody hell..I quickly asked a guard nearby but he said something ah..I just couldn't hear him properly and my head was starting to spin. Luckily there was a Singh standing in front of me and asked me if I was looking for a passport. Although he mixed English and Singh but somehow I knew he had some idea of my passport. Luckily his friend took it and was about to give it to the security! SCARED THE HELL OUT OF ME LEH~!!! Can't imagine what will happen if my passport is lost...I never want to lose it again.&lt;br /&gt;Finally cleared the customs and now the queue to change our money to Renmingbi..bloody long queue also. We took a bus to Dong Men Jie and....WOAH...A group of shopping centres indeed! The prices are so much cheaper than anywhere in HK! They actually set the price high but you can bargain your way through! I bought a velvet skirt for only 50 Renmingbi which initially costs $100.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't shop much because of Weide's condition so I decided to go for a manicure and waxing which me RMB$30. WHAHAH...happy until I shiok ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Weide finally vomited. No choice but to go back to the hotel and let him rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bear and I went back to Mong kok and shopped till I dropped! Ahhhaa...This time round, I really wana buy stuffs man..So I bought 2 tops, 1 bottom and a pair of wedges. Hehehe..So happy! Bear was like..kept encouraging me to buy this and that..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Macau restaurant for supper again..Walked all the way to Avenue of Stars! See the pictures that Bear took for me? Oh man...so blurred!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2417.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my Shots? Damn good right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/IMGP2418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/IMGP2418.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...that's all for my HK trip..so tiring after all these typing and adding of pictures!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113622463827918579?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113622463827918579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113622463827918579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113622463827918579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113622463827918579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2006/01/hong-kong-trip.html' title='Hong Kong Trip'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113472528363458763</id><published>2005-12-16T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T17:28:03.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my Jetpack!</title><content type='html'>Yes! Yes! Yes! I got my new Singnet Broadband Jetpack 512kbps! At least it is faster than that 56kbps connection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished the installation all by myself! So satisfied!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113472528363458763?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113472528363458763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113472528363458763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113472528363458763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113472528363458763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-got-my-jetpack.html' title='I got my Jetpack!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113462486723632700</id><published>2005-12-15T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T13:43:50.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KING KONG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/kingkong_bigfinal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/kingkong_bigfinal1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/800x600_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/800x600_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch &lt;strong&gt;KING KONG&lt;/strong&gt; yest with weide and i must say that this movie is... FANTASTIC! It's a freaking long 3-hr show but I don't find it very draggy, unlike Lord of the Rings (i'm not a fan of LOTR). You can actually find the summary of the movie at XH's blog. Seems like she is more excited than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya I wasn't really keen to watch initially cos I was thinking, "what the hell, how come got dinosaur one??? So sa la.." Then see weide so ker lian, kept persuading me to go so i gave in then. And guess what? The fight between V-rex and King Kong is the most exciting scene! &lt;strong&gt;DAMN POWER AH!&lt;/strong&gt; Gross as well..cos KING KONG bit the tongue of V-rex and forcefully opens its mouth like cracking a durian!!!! WAHAHAH...and KING KIONG did some silly actions after that...luff until i pengz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumb-yet-kind long-neck dinos are quite silly ah...so big yet afraid of those small dinos. But i like them! Rem there's another show about dinosaurs??? Can't remember if it is a cartoon movie or wat..(not Jurassic Park). Is it called "Never-ending story"? Can't rem lah but that show is extremely good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried twice. The first part was when the KING KONG is fighting with the crew to get Annie back. The second part was when KING KONG died in the end. I must say that KING KONG's expressions are marvellous! BEAUTIFUL! SO much emotions put in his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/kingkong_bigteaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/kingkong_bigteaserposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i initially thought KING KONG eats people. Haha...until weide told me that he eats Banana which means he's herbivore! Gosh...im dumb. Apparently, he only wants to play with humans! Not to eat them ah...orhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Weide revealed to me that my dad looks like King Kong! Dono what "die" means hor, dear!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best movies i've seen man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113462486723632700?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113462486723632700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113462486723632700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113462486723632700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113462486723632700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/king-kong.html' title='KING KONG!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113446664989258650</id><published>2005-12-13T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:37:29.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FEEL WEIRD</title><content type='html'>Today, there's a handsome boy at my bus stop. Boyish looking. Dull looking eyes. Lean and tall. Stylish hair.&lt;br /&gt;Think he's rich cos he sat in a white mercedes car and dropped off at my bus stop. Apparantly he alighted at SIM too. dono if he's from my sch or NP.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..n i see him every tues morning! Wah so xin fu...at least it's a happy day at the beginning on every tues. Hopefully he ll notice me and talk to me and...! i noe lah...dream on right...? I LOVE TO DREAM WAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days ah...I feel very restless yet still figeting around all the time! it's like the nerves in my body and mind telling me to hop jump scream shout! But something is stopping me..i dono what~&lt;br /&gt;maybe i haven't been exercising for a very very long time.. i juz cant stay still in my seat during lectures kept moving around..lean to the right lean to the left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that new roll out bed...so shitty! It's about my height lor...so uncomfortable when sleeping on it. U noe it's like the bed is the same height as u n ur legs are left hanging in the air! argh...so i moved to sleep on the floor (of cos with a mattress). Gotta find a way out man..&lt;br /&gt;the only idea i have now is to tell my sis to move DOWN! But she refuesed...so shitty!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113446664989258650?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113446664989258650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113446664989258650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113446664989258650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113446664989258650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-feel-weird.html' title='I FEEL WEIRD'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113439494625997708</id><published>2005-12-12T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T21:42:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An answer to Jas vamp</title><content type='html'>Well I do agree with Jas...I was lazy before the revamp of my blog. Very. More like the template kinda turn me off, so i stopped. Then i began to read XH's blog often n i was thinking, "sharks...how come her blog so nice!" (hey XH...not complimenting u ah) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to find some other NICER templates but..im using a 56kbps connection leh...so fugging slow! to update a blog can take 20mins! I GAVE UP. yeah..until i got a new com then things started to get better. Finally found this beautiful Bleach template..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel kinda tedious to keep blogging all the time, to update my details..especially when i don't have a interesting life and limited internet hrs! (for ur info, i only have 13hrs per month and sort of accumulate over the past few months... pathetic~ but im upgrading soon!) Well, a blog is not only to key in fun stuffs but more like a journal. Some people don't express well in talking so they write. Just like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u y people blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to brag and show off&lt;br /&gt;-to update their friends what is happening to them&lt;br /&gt;-to be more popular &lt;br /&gt;-to catch more attention&lt;br /&gt;-to keep up with the latest fashion of blogging&lt;br /&gt;-to shout out their feelings&lt;br /&gt;-to show off their vocabulary language&lt;br /&gt;-nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...well jas...u don have to blog if u don't feel like it! HECKCARE! (i used to say this word all the time in the past) We r not forcing u anyway.. most importantly is that u live happily n die happily. don blog don blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113439494625997708?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113439494625997708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113439494625997708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113439494625997708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113439494625997708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/answer-to-jas-vamp.html' title='An answer to Jas vamp'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113422652573657071</id><published>2005-12-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:30:35.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk and walk and walk...</title><content type='html'>so tired....my legs are goin to pi chia liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from ecp to bugis to bugis village to suntec to city link to raffles city!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i bought a pair of surfers shorts from OP today! at least to reward myself from walking so far and accompany brandon right? at first i couldnt decide whether to get the skirt or shorts...but i think im quite rough ah so got the shorts man! luckily i didn't get the skirt. come to think of it, skirt restricts my movements A LOT. can't sit with my legs crossed or sit comfortably in lectures..ya..good choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna wear on tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah sian...tml still have to give tution for 3 young kids..it's gonna be another tiring day for me again...but at least im being paid lah...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for to go to my HK trip man!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113422652573657071?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113422652573657071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113422652573657071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113422652573657071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113422652573657071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/walk-and-walk-and-walk.html' title='walk and walk and walk...'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113388803336224947</id><published>2005-12-07T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T00:54:00.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my japanese name!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saeko Gojo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Japanese Name?&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/13695565-113388803336224947?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113388803336224947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113388803336224947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113388803336224947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113388803336224947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-japanese-name_113388803336224947.html' title='my japanese name!'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113386583720117827</id><published>2005-12-06T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T18:43:57.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ktv night</title><content type='html'>yest nite i went ktv with weide, jasmine and charlene (my 2 vamps)! Charlene is great!!! perfect for jazz singing man..if u cover ur eyes and listen you'll think that it's some angmohs singing! No wonder she won so many singing competitions...so envy! jasmine was great as well.. weide and I were kinda stressed in the beginning cos they simply sang too well. both of us were like sank into the bottom but nevertheless, i believed all of us enjoyed the ktv huh! weide made alot of lame craps..haha...there's one part when he was trying to sing the chinese version of the songs when both of my vamps were singing some english songs beautifully...it's like a devil trying to spoil 2 angels singing! hhaha...crap lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i waited for the not-at-my-sight bus for almost 40 mins!!! bloody hell...worse still...i had no cash with me! gotta cross over the bridge n withdraw money n took a cab! argh...wasted about $5 back. i was like praying real hard that i don get to see my bus when i crossed the bridge! anyway i was finally back at home within 10 mins...thanks to dear's advice! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113386583720117827?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113386583720117827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113386583720117827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113386583720117827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113386583720117827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/ktv-night.html' title='ktv night'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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-13695565.post-113362539339953770</id><published>2005-12-03T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T00:07:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the dental clinic to wash my teeth clean clean! Yippee! And I’m so happy that my gums didn’t bleed!!! Yeah yeah…my gums used to bleed in the past and I really hate to see the dentist becos of this problem. Then the dentist noticed a very tiny tweeny dot of decay…woah right? He drilled the hole and put in the fillings for me…hmm..very minty..now I feel so proud of my cleany teethy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis has a more serious problem. She was telling me that her previous fillings at the back of her bottom tooth is disappearing and if she bites onto something hard, it will affect something (basically it’s a black line in every tooth) and the tooth will spilt into 2! Not only that, it will affect the rest of her teeth and all will be spilt into 2 as well! That’s means boh geh lah….scare me man. The only solution is to put a “clown” (dono the spelling) to prevent it. So guys…please do take care of your teeth ya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went dianxin after that…ah! Don wish to dirty my teeth straightaway but the food looks tempting esp the steamed pork! Yushi also wana show u her nice teeth..hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN0940.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/1600/DSCN0947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/1214/320/DSCN0947.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok to cut short…my family went to search for some furniture and then I went to the airport to fetch Suzie and Eric. Went sakae sushi and eat our dinner…hmm! Sushi tei is definitely better…im missing the mushroom wrapped with beef already! Oh ya…and then we went expo for the john little sale! Sooooo many people! I bought a top! Hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..i still have a little blocked nose with a full round of headache but that is not going to stop me from going out man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13695565-113362539339953770?l=maybeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/feeds/113362539339953770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13695565&amp;postID=113362539339953770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113362539339953770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13695565/posts/default/113362539339953770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybeez.blogspot.com/2005/12/sat.html' title='Sat'/><author><name>I caught a dream and swallowed it..then I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02018871862373052713</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></feed>
