<?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-14345167</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:33:24.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[  m y  .  l i f e  .  m y  .  s t o r y  ]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3878973952969220435</id><published>2010-06-25T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:52:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>隐藏</title><content type='html'>我不是真正的快乐，我只是把悲伤藏了起来，把它躲在我建立起的保护墙而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的觉得很无助，好像不管怎么做多是白费力气，都无事于补。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要的一向都不多，只想： 快乐、幸福、自由自在。这要求不过份吧？我不需要荣华富贵，那对我来说只是过眼云烟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但那么简单的要求对我来说竟是奢望。我好像快要看不到方向和前面的路了。我开始彷徨无助，开始怀疑所有的坚持和等待真的有用吗？ 我好像快要溺毙了，挣扎着要放弃还是要继续争一口气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的爱他，曾经努力了很久，放弃了许多为了和他在一起。我害怕到最后却是一场空。我好累了，需要时间，力量和更多的坚持继续下去。。。 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3878973952969220435?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3878973952969220435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3878973952969220435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3878973952969220435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3878973952969220435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='隐藏'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3174223070940870996</id><published>2010-04-04T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:29:33.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New specs finally!</title><content type='html'>Went to make a new pair of specs finally ytd! My current specs is like at least 2-3 yrs old. No prize for guessing right the colour I chose, lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it's purple and half-rimmed. The brand is Lee's and my first expensive and branded specs. Price of frame alone is $178 and hi-index lens is $170. There was a promo/discount though, so after discount was $140 &amp; $130 respectively. So in total my specs cost $270!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought contact lens and solution as well, total bill came up close to $400. Luckily it's claimable... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My specs should be ready next Thurs but since I'll be around there on Tues, they asked me to check if it's ready by then. Hehe, looking forward~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3174223070940870996?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3174223070940870996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3174223070940870996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3174223070940870996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3174223070940870996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-specs-finally.html' title='New specs finally!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3272618023032328926</id><published>2010-03-18T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:32:00.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up?</title><content type='html'>Its really been sometime since I updated this blog. Been kindda lazy and busy, hehe...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a gathering at lovenest on Chu Er, lots of fun and laughter, keke. We had 3 babies lie down/sleep on our bed also! Baby Isabelle, Baby Raine and Baby Renald~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were all so cute and pretty/handsome! I have not carried any baby for ages and Isabelle is the first baby I carried, hehe... Phew, lucky she didn't cry when I carry her, haha. I very scared of babies/children crying cos I dunno how to pacify them, keke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After CNY, life went on as usual, nothing much exciting. The good news is (which most ppl know by now), I got promoted and got a pay increment, lol. Its a bonus to be me actually cos I wasn't really expecting it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting quite sianz and sick of people putting up a fake front and everyone has already seen that person's true colours. Continue acting, its ok cos we all know the truth, nothing but the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an enjoyable lunch today at Simpang Bedok at Jap restaurant with Gracie,  Cammie, Sharon and Yeo. We had the ala-carte buffet and the sashimi platter's portions were damn generous! Food was not bad also as a whole, worth the price I would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Cammie for suggesting this place! We had lots of gossip, fun and laughter going on, so much more relaxing and enjoyable than usual. Will go there again with Hubby in future to eat, keke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3272618023032328926?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3272618023032328926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3272618023032328926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3272618023032328926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3272618023032328926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s up?'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8944413797166940110</id><published>2010-02-14T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:16:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY &amp; V-day!</title><content type='html'>Its our first Chinese New Year and Valentine Day as Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Lim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 7 places to pai nian this year, very tired, haha... This might be our last year getting angbaos though, keke. Overall it was fun and nice to catch up. I am so glad that Sharon and Daphne were around cos I know them better and click, keke. Sometimes I envy Hubby for having cousins... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sianz things that spoiled mood a little was when one of the uncle's wife ask why we never bao angbao for her 2 children (Jimmy's cousins) since we married liao. Duhz... Please leh, we are just married first year and haven't held our banquet. Moreover its our choice if we wanna give or not. The other thing was "her" loh... Act as if she's my MIL and I can't stand it when I am eating and she machaim supervising me like that, grrr.... Go other people's house machaim she's the owner like that, serving and entertaining people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the uncles/aunts/granduncle/grandaunt for your angbaos. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I upgraded liao from gf to DIL so I got a bigger angbao this year too from FIL, lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8944413797166940110?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8944413797166940110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8944413797166940110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8944413797166940110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8944413797166940110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-cny-v-day.html' title='Happy CNY &amp; V-day!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1489724110526286813</id><published>2010-01-21T11:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:41:43.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing from iPhone</title><content type='html'>Test entry from iPhone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1489724110526286813?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1489724110526286813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1489724110526286813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1489724110526286813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1489724110526286813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2010/01/testing-from-iphone.html' title='Testing from iPhone'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2726107360543170371</id><published>2010-01-08T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:26:12.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need changes</title><content type='html'>I need a change of blogskin.. My butterfly has gone missing.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but kindda lazy/busy to do it... I am super fussy abt it, must be nice, preferably purple wih butterflies and enuff space for photos etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past 1-2 weeks have been having food gathering with gfs (Ling, Mich, Eve &amp;amp; ML), I dare not weigh myself liao... But, I really had lots of fun with them, jokes and laughter are always in the air. Anyway, how not to have laughter with Hubby around? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek sent us a email today abt horoscope. It works like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There are groups number 1-7 and each group states ur birth date.&lt;br /&gt;- Check which group you belong to and refer to the corresponding description and find out who is ur perfect/best/gd match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Hubby's and my horoscope with BX, turns out that me and Hubby are each other's perfect match! keke... The description was like 70% accurate abt our character, but the English could definitely be improved on loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Derek and BX were perfect matches too.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2726107360543170371?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2726107360543170371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2726107360543170371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2726107360543170371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2726107360543170371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2010/01/need-changes.html' title='Need changes'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6987855338243364657</id><published>2010-01-01T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:51:15.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post for 2010!</title><content type='html'>Its been some time since I last blogged and now its 2010 already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was a special year as it marked our 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; yr together and passed the "7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; yr itch", &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keke&lt;/span&gt;. It was also the year we got our own house and became official husband and wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very touched by dear friends who took time to attend our solemnization ceremony though it was Sunday and probably most people's Family Day. Not forgetting of cos their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;generosity&lt;/span&gt; which helped us a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has also been a tough year with stuff at home and one of the worst clashes with mum. The hearing is on 5th and 20th Jan, hopefully we will win the case. It will mean a lot to win becos it might solve most of the problems and save a lot of $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, I really do wanna concentrate on preparing our AD and save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure the 4-5K that we have spend or will be spending is not recoverable at all and paid out of me and Hubby's pocket. But I guess I have no choice at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really hope that 2010 is and will be a better year for not only us and also our frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6987855338243364657?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6987855338243364657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6987855338243364657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6987855338243364657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6987855338243364657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-post-for-2010.html' title='1st post for 2010!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7755892873980277425</id><published>2009-11-22T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:25:28.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessing in Disguise?</title><content type='html'>Nope, I didn't get it. I am half disappointed and half relieved. Disappointed becos it could have been a good opportunity and great move from current status. Relieved becos it was kindda stressful going through all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear friends for being supportive, giving me encouragement and cheering me up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was rather upset over some stuff and even cried over it. I wish things were simpler and not so complicated in this world. Perhaps I am too soft and weak, perhaps I was just trying too hard but whatever it is, I wonder why can't things just be simpler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be a saint or Miss Nice but in my world, I just want everyone to be happy and get along with each other. My only comfort is Hubby xin tengs me a lot and the rare true friends gave me advice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, its 4 more days to our 89th mth pak tor anni and 6 days to our 5th ROM mth anni. As of today, we have been together for 2,706 days. Sounds impressive huh? Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7755892873980277425?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7755892873980277425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7755892873980277425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7755892873980277425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7755892873980277425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessing-in-disguise.html' title='A Blessing in Disguise?'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5994019421539690022</id><published>2009-11-14T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:26:31.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New wallet!</title><content type='html'>Yipee, I have a new wallet finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current wallet is a long black Pierre Cardin leather wallet which Hubby got me years back. This year, the photo display part came apart and after so many years, its slightly worn out. So I had been thinking of getting a new wallet but could not decide what to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover it was Hubby's gift to me so couldn't bear to change it. Then, Hubby said his customer was going USA and can buy for me if she's free. So I showed Hubby which one I wanted. But initially I didn't want to get it yet cos just spent $300+ on the tests recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Hubby said he'll pay for it, take it as my early X'mas present. On Wed, I met up with Gracie and the gang for dinner and Hubby gave me the wallet (though its the wrong design, haha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had lied to me and got it himself in one of the Coach shops. So now I'm a happy and proud owner of my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; Coach wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sv4vu-Nb_eI/AAAAAAAAAtI/w-RLBQT4R5s/s1600-h/Coach+Penelope+Skinny+Wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403809086911020514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sv4vu-Nb_eI/AAAAAAAAAtI/w-RLBQT4R5s/s400/Coach+Penelope+Skinny+Wallet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing Coach website to see if they have any new nice bags and saw this. Yeah, its purple again... =p But can't decide if I should get cos its USD198.00, kindda ex for a small bag and I can probably only use it during weekends, not for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shall save money first and see how unless there's like a very heavy discount cos not very practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sv4vuvXpYVI/AAAAAAAAAtA/QyrLra8glpY/s1600-h/Coach+tartan+glam+tote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403809082927309138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sv4vuvXpYVI/AAAAAAAAAtA/QyrLra8glpY/s400/Coach+tartan+glam+tote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/14345167-5994019421539690022?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5994019421539690022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5994019421539690022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5994019421539690022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5994019421539690022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-wallet.html' title='New wallet!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sv4vu-Nb_eI/AAAAAAAAAtI/w-RLBQT4R5s/s72-c/Coach+Penelope+Skinny+Wallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5671222643628946749</id><published>2009-11-11T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:26:28.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes?</title><content type='html'>Not many people know about it yet, only people I trust enough and close enough. Nothing is confirmed yet and still in process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that everything turns out well in the end. Wish me good luck and pray hard for me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-5671222643628946749?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5671222643628946749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5671222643628946749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5671222643628946749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5671222643628946749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/11/changes.html' title='Changes?'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8391221951670445904</id><published>2009-10-11T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:59:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed...</title><content type='html'>Its been a very bad week for me. I am so upset that I am crying almost everyday in the shower, before I sleep and even once at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's being hysterical again and we have not spoke for 1week or so. A lot of times I just to want to cry out loud, be a coward and just hide in Hubby's arms, ignoring the world outside me. But I know he probably feels as terrible as me and I have really been a big burden to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had thoughts of splitting up because I was so affected and stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was never riches, just a normal, simple and loving family. But each time, I am branded as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unfilial&lt;/span&gt; and a bad daughter because of money. In her eyes, I have never given her enough money, comfort and never does enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She counts and remembers every single cent that I have given and how much she had spent on me. She keeps in mind of the things that I have not done sometimes and forgets all the times when we did things for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both her relationships failed, but yet this is what she is doing to me. It seems that she will only be happy if we remain single forever and give her every single cent we earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my sis is now working and giving her the entire pay which is more than my $500 per month. But, I have a house and bills to pay for, commitments and expenditures etc. Why can't she think of these? Moreover now though I have more expenses (house installments, furniture, rings etc), I am still giving her the same amount and not less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like most good and wonderful things always happen to others and never to me. The best I have ever got is probably only my hubby. But yet, she is trying to take that away from me using any method she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy for Cammie now that Baby Isabelle has finally arrived to say hello to the world and Kristine is getting married next year. I sometimes wonder if I will ever get to be happy again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the customary wedding really come? Will we have our own family? When will I ever be able to stop living in fear and get out of this cage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no answers for all these and I am feeling more and more tired each day. With each day passing, I drag my feet home as late as I can without exceeding the curfew. Bit by bit, I feel my courage slipping and wonder if I will one day succumb to her demands? I start to fear that Hubby might eventually get sick of these too and give up. I start to wonder if I am jinxed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done wrong exactly? Am I really such a terrible person that she says each time? I am really doubting myself each day. I feel like just hiding from the world and from everything else that stabs my heart each time. I felt so upset that I really thought of dying a few days back... Even as I type this, tears are gathering again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please free me from misery, sufferings and these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;totures&lt;/span&gt;... I really had enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8391221951670445904?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8391221951670445904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8391221951670445904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8391221951670445904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8391221951670445904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/depressed.html' title='Depressed...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2655844516594598342</id><published>2009-09-19T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:42:04.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long delayed post</title><content type='html'>Its been a really loooong time since I last blogged, partly busy and partly lazy (kindda rhymes ya?). August was a month full of activites and celebrations. This is the first time I had my birthday celebrated 3 times, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eventful month:&lt;br /&gt;- 10/Aug: 1st birthday celebration with Meilin (Thanks for the eyelash curler!)&lt;br /&gt;- 11/Aug: 2nd birthday celebration with Gracie, Jocelyn &amp;amp; Michelle (Thanks Gracie, Cammie, Bixin, Annie, Jocelyn, Michelle &amp;amp; Yeo for the lovely diamond ear studs!)&lt;br /&gt;- 13/Aug: 3rd birthday celebration (AD) with mummy, sis &amp;amp; hubby (Thanks mummy for th Angbao &amp;amp; Hubby for the Rakku shoe wheel!)&lt;br /&gt;- 26/Aug: Our 7yrs and 2mth anni (86 mths).&lt;br /&gt;- 28/Aug: 2nd mth ROM anni.&lt;br /&gt;- 31/Aug: Finally bought my 1st Gucci bag, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kelly for the Capital Mall vouchers too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy this year because I feel I am so blessed to have such dear friends. Of course, another thing to be happy about is our ROM. After the difficulties and obstacles we have gone through, we are finally husband &amp;amp; wife~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing to look forward to will be our customary wedding and perhaps the sound of little feet around the house? (By little feet, I mean it can be either a pet or kids...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the steamboat tomorrow with Meilin &amp;amp; Sharon and next weekend with the Greedy Monster gang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2655844516594598342?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2655844516594598342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2655844516594598342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2655844516594598342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2655844516594598342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-delayed-post.html' title='Long delayed post'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4201751055515786246</id><published>2009-08-10T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:56:57.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Weekend~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8th Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie came to our love nest on Sat to let Hubby fix her laptop and we did some cooking for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby prepared the steak, I did the egg and broccoli and Gracie cooked the cheese macaroni with sausage. It was a heavenly combo loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what our side dish was? Kimchi! Keke... Damn weird right? Aiya, no salad mah. No fish, prawn also good mah. =p The kimchi is super nice loh, not like some sub-standard ones outside. I ordered 1kg of it previously from the Internet. Have ate some already but a bit difficult to finish becos Hubby doesn't eat it and I can't possibly eat it every meal. Gracie tried and agreed its nice too, so I da bao some to let her bring home eat. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna try do let me know. After lunch, we played a bit of FB followed by Wii. Me and Gracie had so much fun trying out my nail polishes and I was showing her all the barangs I bought from the Internet, lol... Velcro fringe pad, OPI nail polishes, eyes and face masks, false lashes, eyeliner, mascara etc, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously I ordered some tees which were less than $10 each and they sent one of the items wrong to me. I couldn't fit into the item and have to either post it back to them or giveaway. I was simply too lazy to post back to them, wait till they receive it, send me item and refund postage. Sounds like too much work. So I passed it to Gracie and hopefully its not too big for her. Gave her some masks to try out also and passed her the car decal which I got for her previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great way to spend a lazy Sat afternoon/evening with a gf at your own place. Looking forward to the next one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sn-gn_3pN_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/eumKDnsAHos/s1600-h/DSC04332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368185889869084658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sn-gn_3pN_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/eumKDnsAHos/s400/DSC04332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9th Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Hubby went NTUC to get some stuff for our home and Mummy. When we were alighting from the cab at our block, his aunt called him and said they were dropping by. We both got a shock and got a bit panicky. Ok, I was the one who was very panicky.... =x We quickly went up, put the stuff in place, cleaned up and organized a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Big Aunt &amp;amp; 2nd aunt reached our place and phew, they had good comments about our house. They looked around the house, watch TV, had some drinks and ice-cream before leaving. Just before Big Aunt left, she asked me what brand of cosmetics I used. My reply was "I seldom makeup, very lazy. Only meeting with customers, dinners and events then I makeup." And Big Aunt thought I had makeup on, keke. She said my skin quite smooth and I have rosy cheeks, hehehe... *blush* I told her its all natural and I eat a lot of tomatoes... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy loh! Its not the first time people think I have make-up of blusher on but it feels especially nice to hear when its from family and close friends, wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left, me and Hubby cooked lunch cum dinner and watched NDP on TV. I felt super patriotic when the pledge was taken at 8.22pm, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After NDP, I started to make sandwiches for Hubby and my sis. Hubby wants to take it for supper while I prepared it as breakfast for my sis. We're still not talking but she fed me ice-cream the other day, so I shall close one eye... I made everything into heart shapes, keke. Heart shape bread, egg and ham. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;10th Aug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my FIL's birthday but as he's working today and the past few days from 2-11pm, we haven't got the chance to celebrate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're still cracking our heads over what to get and Hubby suggested this: a grandson... Kuku loh. How to give him grandson instantly?  His reason for giving a grandson super lame also, our MSN conversation went soemthing like this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=========&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;my dad gog to work liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrenBren - Life is beautiful &amp;amp; complete with u says:&lt;br /&gt;wat u wanna give him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno leh, can't think of anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrenBren - Life is beautiful &amp;amp; complete with u says:&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;anything he needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrenBren - Life is beautiful &amp;amp; complete with u says:&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;dun want to buy clothes leh&lt;br /&gt;hard to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrenBren - Life is beautiful &amp;amp; complete with u says:&lt;br /&gt;then wat else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;grandson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrenBren - Life is beautiful &amp;amp; complete with u says:&lt;br /&gt;(MSN emoticons for hmph and angry - the monkey ones, Gracie should know which ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrenBren - Life is beautiful &amp;amp; complete with u says:&lt;br /&gt;u kuku lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;but i love u mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrenBren - Life is beautiful &amp;amp; complete with u says:&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says:&lt;br /&gt;so we need to make babies&lt;br /&gt;multiply our love &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;==========&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Super lame loh. Sigh, seriously dunno what to get, perhaps we should just give him an angbao and let him decide what he wants to buy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Happy Birthday to him and hope everything goes smoothly for him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4201751055515786246?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4201751055515786246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4201751055515786246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4201751055515786246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4201751055515786246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-weekend.html' title='Happy Weekend~'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sn-gn_3pN_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/eumKDnsAHos/s72-c/DSC04332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5511629814243830283</id><published>2009-08-08T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:49:20.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Babies</title><content type='html'>I just found out recently that one of my colleague's birthday falls on National Day, so zun! 10th Aug will be my FIL's birthday and followed by mine on 13th Aug, keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's birthday is special because it will be as Mrs Lim and not Ms Ang anymore, wahaha. I still feel very shiok when people call me Mrs Lim, keke... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has not been a very smooth year but it was an eventful year. We bought our flat in Jan, collected our keys in Apr, June was our 7th year together and our ROM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also grateful that I have such good friends who are by my side giving me advice, help and providing a listening ear. They all offered to help without me needing to ask, I am so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn msg me yesterday to book me on 11th Aug, keke. I guess they're celebrating my birthday for me bah, so sweet and touched~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I gtg for now. Going over to our house, Gracie is coming over to let Hubby fix her laptop and we'll have lunch at my place. Enjoy the long weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-5511629814243830283?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5511629814243830283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5511629814243830283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5511629814243830283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5511629814243830283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-babies.html' title='August Babies'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6739024301479936516</id><published>2009-08-02T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:44:42.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collection of ROM photos</title><content type='html'>We finally collected our ROM photos on Friday! So happy and I really like some of the photos with the 2 of us. Though I have posted on Facebook, but still feel like posting some here, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is sooooooooo cute... If I have a daughter in future, I want a cute gal like Chole and Caleigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUUAKF0TII/AAAAAAAAAsw/MXBWUJJ-ReY/s1600-h/IMG_4629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365216524023123074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUUAKF0TII/AAAAAAAAAsw/MXBWUJJ-ReY/s400/IMG_4629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the background for this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUT_6lFW1I/AAAAAAAAAso/znTCno02kGo/s1600-h/IMG_5063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365216519859297106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUT_6lFW1I/AAAAAAAAAso/znTCno02kGo/s400/IMG_5063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTfJ2vrqI/AAAAAAAAAsg/nosKuUu2Dl8/s1600-h/IMG_5057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365215957024222882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTfJ2vrqI/AAAAAAAAAsg/nosKuUu2Dl8/s400/IMG_5057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the absolute favourite... Have always wanted something like this... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTfEklRbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/_784yclbVvQ/s1600-h/IMG_5055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365215955605865906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTfEklRbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/_784yclbVvQ/s400/IMG_5055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke, my requested cute pose~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTe9g-p7I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nC_4aqKp2FE/s1600-h/IMG_5032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365215953711703986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTe9g-p7I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nC_4aqKp2FE/s400/IMG_5032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sealed with a kiss, the nicest kissing photo we had so far and my arms dun look enormous in this pic, wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTeuepZRI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ms8M-mSrrBw/s1600-h/IMG_4984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365215949675390226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTeuepZRI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ms8M-mSrrBw/s400/IMG_4984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold hands with you like this, forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTebOvLeI/AAAAAAAAAsA/WuKyt2yDxg8/s1600-h/IMG_4617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365215944508386786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUTebOvLeI/AAAAAAAAAsA/WuKyt2yDxg8/s400/IMG_4617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6739024301479936516?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6739024301479936516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6739024301479936516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6739024301479936516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6739024301479936516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/collection-of-rom-photos.html' title='Collection of ROM photos'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SnUUAKF0TII/AAAAAAAAAsw/MXBWUJJ-ReY/s72-c/IMG_4629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2876006975257515585</id><published>2009-07-28T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:55:42.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Mth ROM Anni!</title><content type='html'>1 month ago on this date, we exchanged vows and officially became husband and wife with blessings and well-wishes from dear friends and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month later, we have passed the 7th yr itch mark by 1 month and 2 days and still very much in love. Despite we still do argue and get mad at each other sometimes, but that has not done much damage. I still love holding hands with the same man, the same man who makes me feel safe and protected in his arms and even just doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our 7th yr anni and 1st mth ROM anni in advance last Sat by having buffet lunch at Carousel, Royal Plaza @ Scotts. The same place where he brought me for my birthday last here when I was still Miss Ang. The food was still as good and by the time we finished (we ate for like 2 hours...), I looked like 4mths pregnant in my dress. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pics which I have yet to upload as most of the pics were blur. =( Dunno what is happening to my mobile phone and camera nowadays... Seems a little haywire liao, sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we will be celebrating many more anniversaries in future and still be as loving~ Love ya, Hubby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2876006975257515585?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2876006975257515585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2876006975257515585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2876006975257515585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2876006975257515585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-1st-mth-rom-anni.html' title='Happy 1st Mth ROM Anni!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8697353020857134750</id><published>2009-07-12T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:59:54.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The scary side of human nature sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Its not been a very good week... This week I found out about a couple of things which I had rather not known. I did not purposely found out by checking or asking but from people who told me or revealed to me directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like this, I start to fear. Of cos I am not 100% authentic me at all times, there are times when I need/will tell white lies/put up a fake front depending on situations. However, in front of friends whom I deem can trust/believe in, I am at least 99.9% true me and I choose to believe them and that what they reveal to me is their true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it." This is exactly what described this person. I have heard of what this person (I shall simply refer as TP) has done before but since TP did not admit and told me anything, I believe in TP and choose not to ask. Friends who know me should know I am someone who will not ask unless you want to tell me. I may teasingly say "tell me lah" but I will not force if he/she does not want to mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP has disappointed me greatly not just because of what I saw but also I came to realise how fake this TP is really. Spreading rumours and trying to get people to be against another person is totally intolerable when you are that kind of person yourself.  I felt my trust was betrayed and hurt as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder if I should behave as fake as this TP when I am facing TP. The best part? I have seldom mentioned or complained to anyone much about TP, but someone who don't really know TP also told me and warned me that TP is not as simple as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been pissed but chose to forgive/forget time after time of TP childish/irritating acts time after time, but I guess if this is the game TP chooses to play, perhaps I should put on a fake front in future as well. I dislike guessing games, poisoning people's minds and playing strategy games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be more careful/aware in future and shall put on my full gear so that I will not be hurt/betrayed in trust again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8697353020857134750?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8697353020857134750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8697353020857134750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8697353020857134750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8697353020857134750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/scary-side-of-human-nature-sometimes.html' title='The scary side of human nature sometimes...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5488549640565606079</id><published>2009-07-10T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:53:48.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, very tired...</title><content type='html'>I have been having long busy days recently. My mornings are mostly spent doing shipments, coordination and settling Finance stuff (ok ok, plus abit of MSN and FB lah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 3pm onwards, its usually meetings which drag for hours. Then after meeting, I have to rush shipments. I am awake at this time becos I had meetings till almost 7pm again and did not want to stay back in office to clear the stuff. Staying back alone and going back alone very poor thing leh, somemore raining today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started clearing and writing emails since 12+am till now. I am so, so tired and tomorrow's another long, long day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need plenty of rest and beauty sleep. Hopefully this weekend I can have a good rest... Good night/morning for now... *yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-5488549640565606079?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5488549640565606079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5488549640565606079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5488549640565606079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5488549640565606079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired-very-tired.html' title='Tired, very tired...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7406640614329527329</id><published>2009-07-03T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:23:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinful desire(s)...</title><content type='html'>Me and Kelly were chatting about her b-day pressie and the gift she got for me for my ROM, then we started talking about Coach! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then surfed Coach website's to look for what I want if I can afford it or have a lot of spare cash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penelope Signature Checkbook Wallet - USD238.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sk2-47-slOI/AAAAAAAAArw/x050AJImEIc/s1600-h/42181_sbkbk_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354145417395999970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sk2-47-slOI/AAAAAAAAArw/x050AJImEIc/s400/42181_sbkbk_a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside (couldn't get the picture in black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354145419174416834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sk2-5CmtEcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/_CNW6z3hYw0/s400/42181_a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keyring - USD38.00 (Its purple and has butterfly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sk2-4oSZW6I/AAAAAAAAAro/D4-Bcb1nIsY/s1600-h/92499_svll_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354145412109917090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sk2-4oSZW6I/AAAAAAAAAro/D4-Bcb1nIsY/s400/92499_svll_a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7406640614329527329?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7406640614329527329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7406640614329527329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7406640614329527329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7406640614329527329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/sinful-desires.html' title='Sinful desire(s)...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sk2-47-slOI/AAAAAAAAArw/x050AJImEIc/s72-c/42181_sbkbk_a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7446110428679585501</id><published>2009-06-30T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:53:31.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to rant.. Grr..</title><content type='html'>I am very, very pissed... Hubby says I should not be affected by her, but I am really f**king pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, she stopped talking to me once she started working. I am very sure my mum knows the reason but did not tell me. Fine, I don't rely on her or need her help for a living. I can afford my own expenses and pay for my own house. I work the same number of hours as her and earn 3 times more than her. So what if she has to wake up at 5+am and work from 7am-3pm? How about when I have to work 12-14hours in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, she did not attend one of the most important days of my life - my ROM. This is your only sibling for the past 23 years and you don't even want to go. Yeah right, because you were working on Sat so you're too tired and Sunday is the only rest day you have. As what my mum say, very poor thing, have to work so long hours, must rest, not enough sleep. If you can wake up every Sunday around the same timing to watch TV and play the PC, you can't go for my ROM? What bloody excuse is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, she did not even say thanks or a single word to me and Hubby when we gave her gifts and angbao for her birthday. Now she won a prize in the contest she always takes part and always has to ask Hubby to collect for her. She did not even say thanks to him or greet him. He is my husband now and he is your jie fu whether you like it or not. Not talking to me? Fine. Not even greeting him is way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what kind of sister I have and in future if she wins anything again, she better bloody well go collect herself or don't take part at all. NB...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7446110428679585501?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7446110428679585501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7446110428679585501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7446110428679585501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7446110428679585501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-to-rant-grr.html' title='I need to rant.. Grr..'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4949355717882032025</id><published>2009-06-29T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:57:33.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our ROM - 28th June 2009 (Sun)</title><content type='html'>Finally... After 7yrs &amp;amp; 2 days of pak-toring, we have tied the knot! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long journey and not a smooth sailing one definitely. But we have overcome most obstacles and the day we have been waiting for is finally here. Exchanging rings and vows with our loved ones and dear friends around us is no longer a dream only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we have proven that love can overcome all and how deep and true our love is for each other. I am also thankful for supportive friends and relatives who have made this day possible. Not am I only touched by their sincerity, but also their generosity. Thanks a lot for your well wishes and for making me feel like a princess on this special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Grace and Jocelyn for helping out at the reception table. You gals rock and really appreciate your time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Cammie &amp;amp; James for the lovely Precious Moments Figurine and angbao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Annie, Bixin, Grace, Jocelyn, Alan, Yeo &amp;amp; Michelle (did I miss out anyone?), for their Precious Moments Figurine and angbao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Charlene, Meilin &amp;amp; Sharon (Sim) for the Ikea vouchers (very useful!), angbao and ring pillow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Linda for the pretty dining set with purple design! Keke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all other friends and relatives (sorry, too many to list all) for the angbaos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Tzuen for the video taking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Sharon (Chew) for being the emcee, looking forward to your wedding in Sept! Appreciate your assurance and kind words. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as what Meilin mentioned, my Schenker gal frens are all chio! My PIA gal frens are equally pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope Gracie finds someone who loves her and she loves him as well soon since she caught the hand bouquet, haha! And, no... Saving Chloe is not an excuse, lol... 大笨嫁出去了，到小笨了！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who has made this special day even more meaningful for me and Jimmy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ermm, and please forgot about the left/right hand episode can? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, Happy Birthday to Auntie Lily! Thanks for attending with Uncle Richard as well though its your birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I felt very touched and emotional during the solemnisation (I guess I disappointed you people when I didn't cry, lol) but I am equally touched by your presence and making me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just to relive the moment again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"I vow to to keep my love, as pure as it is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In your laughter and your tears, in your sickness and your health,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In your comfort and your fear, in your poverty and your wealth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I promise to be true to you, I promise to cherish you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With this ring as a token, I now marry you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352438623973935794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SkeukfAMCrI/AAAAAAAAArg/9Fr0mj7bS2s/s400/DSC04053.JPG" /&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/14345167-4949355717882032025?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4949355717882032025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4949355717882032025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4949355717882032025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4949355717882032025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-rom-28th-june-2009-sun.html' title='Our ROM - 28th June 2009 (Sun)'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SkeukfAMCrI/AAAAAAAAArg/9Fr0mj7bS2s/s72-c/DSC04053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2590399613184251186</id><published>2009-06-28T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:01:40.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day!</title><content type='html'>I could only sleep at 3+am, awake by 8.30am... Not too good ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling very nervous and excited... Listening to our march-in song now and can't help smiling to myself... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya guys/gals later~ *muacks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2590399613184251186?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2590399613184251186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2590399613184251186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2590399613184251186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2590399613184251186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1849289793111036290</id><published>2009-06-27T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:20:48.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than 24hrs to go...</title><content type='html'>Tmr at this timing I will be Mrs Lim already... Feeling nervous, excited and stressed at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very scared that I will miss out things, things will go wrong etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent 3 hours at the nail salon to get my nails done! Treatment, 2 nail extensions, french manicure, pearls/crystals for the finger nails, pedi and nail art for the toenails. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now all that's left (hopefully), is to sit back, relax, do the final masks tonight and be a pretty bride tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke... So, adios for now, I will try to blog tomorrow if I can, haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1849289793111036290?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1849289793111036290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1849289793111036290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1849289793111036290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1849289793111036290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/less-than-24hrs-to-go.html' title='Less than 24hrs to go...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1988935250984232446</id><published>2009-06-26T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:45:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby's post</title><content type='html'>Hubby blogged in our shared blog that has not been updated for ages~ See it &lt;a href="http://brenjim.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-entry-of-new-beginning.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1988935250984232446?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1988935250984232446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1988935250984232446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1988935250984232446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1988935250984232446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/hubbys-post.html' title='Hubby&apos;s post'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2409195885600466355</id><published>2009-06-26T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:04:51.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th Year Anni!</title><content type='html'>Its our 7th year anni, 84 months together~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days before the semi-big day (I consider the AD the actual big day)! Am feeling a mixture of blissfulness, excitement and nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging while I have my strawberry flavoured mask on, MSNing with Meilin, Gracie and Hubby, playing Facebook and listing down items to buy/pack tomorrow. Talk about multi-tasking, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm, I don't really know what else I wanna say cos I'm like super excited. So... Happy 7th Anni, Hubby! Love ya always and we will be exchanging rings and vows in 2 days time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2409195885600466355?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2409195885600466355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2409195885600466355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2409195885600466355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2409195885600466355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-7th-year-anni.html' title='Happy 7th Year Anni!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1947707708321170694</id><published>2009-06-24T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:47:17.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish/hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wish:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had picked up my lazy bones earlier and start taking care of my skin&lt;br /&gt;- I had lost more weight&lt;br /&gt;- all those unpleasant things did not have to happen at this timing&lt;br /&gt;- I was prettier, cuter, slimmer, smarter etc&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have these red, ugly, painful blisters on my feet&lt;br /&gt;- I am a 36-24-36&lt;br /&gt;- life was simpler, easier and not so complicated&lt;br /&gt;- people will not judge/think too much into what I am really like&lt;br /&gt;- I am not always taken granted for&lt;br /&gt;- I was not that soft-hearted sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- everything will turn out well and run smoothly on 28th Jun&lt;br /&gt;- I will have the blessings and well wishes from everyone&lt;br /&gt;- I will not cry when exchanging our vows&lt;br /&gt;- I will not put on the ring on the wrong finger... =x&lt;br /&gt;- I will look photogenic in all the pics&lt;br /&gt;- the food will be good&lt;br /&gt;- everyone will like the favors&lt;br /&gt;- I will not blush when someone calls me Mrs Lim in future&lt;br /&gt;- everyone who is invited will enjoy themselves on that day and take lotsa pics&lt;br /&gt;- I will not trip/fall/knock into things in that important day&lt;br /&gt;- the weather will be good with more wind, less sun and no sweat for me&lt;br /&gt;- I can complete baby Isabelle's pressie in time before she says hello to the world&lt;br /&gt;- the pressie will not turn out too ugly given my skills =x&lt;br /&gt;- everyone around me is happy, healthy and loved =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1947707708321170694?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1947707708321170694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1947707708321170694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1947707708321170694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1947707708321170694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wishhope.html' title='I wish/hope...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2022039952479171646</id><published>2009-06-21T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:57:26.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy...</title><content type='html'>Days really fly by nowadays, am busy with work and disputes in office, matters at home and misc stuff for ROM and lovenest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transporter issues has been a headache for me and I am trying to see how things can work out. I am pissed by an information leak which is totally unethical and unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has received yet another lawyer letter from that man, demanding us to reply in writing in 14days. I am feeling presurrised because she keeps asking me stuff and questioning me. Things like: Why you and Jimmy can get 30yrs loan, HDB say now no more 30yrs loan already? Can I insist on not selling the house? What if we cannot get a loan etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is kindda breathing down my neck and I am feeling frustrated. My ROM is just next week which she does not seem to care. We asked if she can be our witness and she says she is not in the mood now to talk abt this, see first... Hello, my ROM is next Sunday only leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's going to the lawyer office tomorrow about replying the letter and she asked Jimmy to accompany her. She wanted to ask me go too, but Jimmy told her my colleague on leave so I can't take leave. But I think she suspects that's not the case and questioned me again which I told the same story. She keeps asking me to take Mondays off for her matters, its not fair to my colleagues and to me loh. I need to take leave to settle my ROM stuff and she question me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must take leave for her issues and I cannot take leave for my matters? I am feeling lousy enough, can she just get off my back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got so much on my mind that I feel like I'm going to explode. My hp is a little bonkers as well, I did not receive some sms from friends and vice versa. Now I wonder which of my sms were not sent/received. Hope nothing important is missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so happy for Cammie and James, their little princess is saying hello to the world later this year. It seems like just not long ago when I attended their wedding and now their 爱情结晶 is on the way. I know its kindda early and fast to get gifts but I just feel so excited about buying stuff, haha. Everytime me and Jimmy goes shopping for our stuff, I can't help but see baby stuff as well, exclaiming: This is so cute! This pink will look so nice on Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke, I got my eyes set on 2 items and can't decide which to get eventually. 1 is unique and 1 is practical. I feel like asking Cammie which she prefers, but it will spoil the surprise... Sigh... Tell me what to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2022039952479171646?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2022039952479171646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2022039952479171646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2022039952479171646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2022039952479171646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5064938324694584891</id><published>2009-06-14T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:21:09.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so blessed</title><content type='html'>I am feeling very loved and blessed to have such wonderful friends in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday's fridge surprise, Kelly MMS me the sneak preview of what she got us for our ROM. Its personalised with our names on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet and thoughtful of her~ Thanks babe! *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SjPfZGaQjkI/AAAAAAAAArY/QYJHocWEVWA/s1600-h/DSC02248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346862804929384002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SjPfZGaQjkI/AAAAAAAAArY/QYJHocWEVWA/s400/DSC02248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-5064938324694584891?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5064938324694584891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5064938324694584891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5064938324694584891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5064938324694584891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-so-blessed.html' title='I am so blessed'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SjPfZGaQjkI/AAAAAAAAArY/QYJHocWEVWA/s72-c/DSC02248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7848028964032968453</id><published>2009-06-13T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:47:32.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched...</title><content type='html'>I am really so touched and don't know how to express my thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tzuen&lt;/span&gt; and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet up like only 2-3 times a year, mostly during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt; and they have always been generous and nice to us. Inviting them to our ROM was a definite answer and I never expected that they would give us such a huge gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine though they have known Jimmy since his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt;/sec school days and me for maybe 5-7 years, they make me feel part of the family each time we visit them? Such a big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;angbao&lt;/span&gt; was really unexpected and its only our ROM. It was meant for us to buy a fridge for our new home and we have enough after that to pay partial for our new gate (let's just say its more than $500).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really so surprised and touched. Not only by their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;generosity but also how thoughtful they were. I feel so blessed to have such kind-hearted people in my life and really don't know how to thank them. But I really thank them from the bottom of my heart and am very grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thanks again, Tzuen and family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7848028964032968453?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7848028964032968453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7848028964032968453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7848028964032968453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7848028964032968453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/touched.html' title='Touched...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8712926866094457489</id><published>2009-06-09T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:53:52.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Pillow Choosed!</title><content type='html'>After much discussion, dilly-dallying and cracking our brains... We have decided to choose the below ring pillow! Courtesy of PIA and ex-PIA babes~ Thanks gals, am so glad to have you in my life. *Muacks &amp;amp; huggies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Si4GgGyf7hI/AAAAAAAAArQ/cNcPye1bObs/s1600-h/RP-Lamm%2520luv%2520Satin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345216956383358482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Si4GgGyf7hI/AAAAAAAAArQ/cNcPye1bObs/s400/RP-Lamm%2520luv%2520Satin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14345167-8712926866094457489?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8712926866094457489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8712926866094457489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8712926866094457489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8712926866094457489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/ring-pillow-choosed.html' title='Ring Pillow Choosed!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Si4GgGyf7hI/AAAAAAAAArQ/cNcPye1bObs/s72-c/RP-Lamm%2520luv%2520Satin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6113478531756291907</id><published>2009-06-08T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:06:12.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick updates~</title><content type='html'>- We have new ceiling fans with light kits for our living room and dining area. Steamboat, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New lights for our kitchen and MBR toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New 42" Panasonic Plasma TV for our living room! Can play Wii, watch TV and DVDs finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meeting the solemnizer on 13/Jun to sign our form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Going for fitting on 17/Jun for my ROM dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload the pics when I have the time~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6113478531756291907?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6113478531756291907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6113478531756291907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6113478531756291907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6113478531756291907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/quick-updates.html' title='Quick updates~'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3482347901883042130</id><published>2009-06-02T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:51:35.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furniture in~</title><content type='html'>Our furniture is in finally after 1 mth's wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dining set came in on 29th May first followed by living room and bedroom set on 30th May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so excited by the new furniture and it finally looks more like a home. But the sad part is, our parquet floor got scratched by the bedroom furniture when the guys were assembling furniture. =( Now we're waiting for them to get back to us on how they're gonna resolve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the furniture looked much bigger compared to when I saw it at the shop. Perhaps its due to the larger space at the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love my black L-shape sofa! I can lie there comfortably, read my novel and relax, keke. Have uploaded the pics in my Facebook, so kindda lazy to upload here again. Go check it out, keke~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3482347901883042130?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3482347901883042130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3482347901883042130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3482347901883042130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3482347901883042130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/furniture-in.html' title='Furniture in~'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3811031199986023763</id><published>2009-05-30T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:46:51.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts</title><content type='html'>it really does... I more or less expected it, right after she targets my sis, she will target me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, it still hurts terribly each time despite it has happened thousands of times. I wish I was numb as what she said and that I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a money tree afterall, not only that, a money tree that never gives enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in so much pain that while playing Bejewelled to take my mind off, tears started flowing freely. I told myself not to be affected loads of times, but it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really hate this place where I am always an outcast yet trapped in this prison which I can never break free. Even Mas Selamat could break free and escape, yet I am stuck here for goodness knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, if someone's death is required to end all this, let it be me if I am really such a terrible person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3811031199986023763?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3811031199986023763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3811031199986023763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3811031199986023763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3811031199986023763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8557678249213262930</id><published>2009-05-28T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:30:13.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more month!</title><content type='html'>28th May = 83 mths and 2 days together = 1 month to be Mrs Lim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a pretty ok mood today. Had dinner with Michelle, Yeo &amp;amp; Jocelyn, followed by coffee where Peter and Alan joined us. Its been quite a couple of weeks since we gathered together for dinner and coffee. Too bad I always have to leave the earliest cos of my curfew. Look forward to more dinner and coffee sessions with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on leave tomorrow to clean the house cos our funiture is coming tomorrow. Dining set will be delivered tomorrow first, followed by bedroom and living room set on Saturday. Kindda excited and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do a bit of grocery shopping tomorrow morning first so that I can cook dinner for Hubby, keke. Have not cooked proper dishes for a long time, hope it turns out nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some work emails and RC now, adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8557678249213262930?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8557678249213262930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8557678249213262930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8557678249213262930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8557678249213262930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-more-month.html' title='1 more month!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6731737413820787112</id><published>2009-05-27T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:13:29.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed up</title><content type='html'>Its only another 31 days before our important day, but I'm feeling lost and down becos of the family crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always like this, whenever there's somethng happy for me, something bad always happens. I wonder if I'm jinxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sickenly tired especially of work and some people. Sometimes I wonder why I evn bother when I can just simply bo chup. But I just can't bring myself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things are going on in my mind and I am feeling the burden of this family. I feel unfairly treated, a money tree and always make used of but there's nothing I can do to stop it unless ties are severed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sick and tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6731737413820787112?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6731737413820787112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6731737413820787112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6731737413820787112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6731737413820787112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/mixed-up.html' title='Mixed up'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4544431799239703807</id><published>2009-05-25T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:12:51.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking pissed</title><content type='html'>Those stupid Indian customers and captain made me lose so much sleep following up on their shipment till 7am and now say I cause their inconvenience. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; lines could not get through, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PSA&lt;/span&gt; say no such vessel, customer say don't have captain's contact and ask me make decision; and now its my bloody fault? Bloody hell... Yeah, I called him up 3am in the morning India time, so what? Its 6am in Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt; for goodness sake. I don't need to sleep ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;, these people are seriously in need for lessons on how to be more responsive and responsible. Its your bloody cargo for goodness sake and everything I ask you, you cannot decide and answer. Now you wanna shift the blame to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one following up from 11+ to 1am, 5am to 7am with barely 3hours of sleep in between? ME... And now I am to blame? I would not have bother to follow up if I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already having more than enough problems at home and now all these, am really going mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4544431799239703807?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4544431799239703807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4544431799239703807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4544431799239703807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4544431799239703807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/freaking-pissed.html' title='Freaking pissed'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7688519451442289035</id><published>2009-05-24T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T06:28:12.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X_X</title><content type='html'>3 hours ago, I mentioned my mobile will ring if there are problems with the shipment. So here I am at 6.22am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mobile rang at approx 5.15-5.20 am, so I slept for only 2+hrs and I cannot go back to sleep till at least 7am which is the cut-off timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling to keep my eyes open while waiting for a reply email from the vessel's Captain which may never come. Talking to the customer in India did not help much because everything I asked, he doesn't have an answer. And he actually tell me its 3am in India, wth... Its 6am in SIN when I call him loh, then I don't need to sleep as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He actually even asked me to make the decision because there's nothing he can do... Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fine, I told him we will wait till 0700hrs, no vessel, we leave.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking tired and my body is sore and aching... I need my bed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7688519451442289035?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7688519451442289035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7688519451442289035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7688519451442289035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7688519451442289035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/xx.html' title='X_X'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5260206541954766203</id><published>2009-05-24T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T03:25:26.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Purple</title><content type='html'>Bought some stuff from Prints a few days back before our appt at Gallery Hotel for our house and guest book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to use the purple butterfly print paper to cover up an area in our MBR, but Hubby has painted it purple instead. Now wondering what to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339098947342056130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/ShhKNHD8OsI/AAAAAAAAAqw/5iHP5AcZymE/s400/DSC03729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff for the guest book, stickers, booklet with purple glitter and purple lace ribbon with purple pearls. I think the purple ribbon simply looks gorgeous and unique. (Jimmy was like: "Purple again?!?") =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339098953281780578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/ShhKNdMFO2I/AAAAAAAAAq4/R_SsEV-y35A/s400/DSC03731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I transformed it into... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/ShhKNhr6ERI/AAAAAAAAArA/cbW8Ud72wKE/s1600-h/DSC03741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339098954489008402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/ShhKNhr6ERI/AAAAAAAAArA/cbW8Ud72wKE/s400/DSC03741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I know I seriously have too much purple stuff in my life now... Purple walls, purple dress, purple deco for ROM etc. But I just cannot resist and explain the sudden madness for purple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its kindda weird actually. I have always fancied black and purple was not a colour I always choose. But just suddenly since last year, I keep buying purple stuff. Wonder what's wrong. Its like suddenly purple is the colour of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am really too tired right now. Been coordinating shipments for almost the whole day and my mobile might ring later at 5-6am if things don't go well. My hands are freaking sore and tired from all the painting, so good night/morning... @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-5260206541954766203?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5260206541954766203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5260206541954766203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5260206541954766203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5260206541954766203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-heart-purple.html' title='I heart Purple'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/ShhKNHD8OsI/AAAAAAAAAqw/5iHP5AcZymE/s72-c/DSC03729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1975702726727750351</id><published>2009-05-17T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:57:26.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bands collected</title><content type='html'>Went to collect our wedding bands today and they look so pretty! Love my 6 tiny diamonds and turning the outer ring round and round, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda said to bring it back for checking if I drop or knock the ring. Chaim liao, I am always so clumsy and "chor lor".&lt;br /&gt;As for Hubby's ring, since there are no diamonds, he doesn't have to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Sakura Thai Chinese Restaurant after that before heading to Marina Square to buy more paint. The 2 bedrooms will likely be painted in Dusk and Deep Violet. Still deciding the colours for the study room and living room. Maybe Lilac White?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos to share, hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hubby waiting for food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg75BceBnmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kPmRaqU3IKI/s1600-h/DSC03684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476411697929826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg75BceBnmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kPmRaqU3IKI/s400/DSC03684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me with the Clarity paperbag, its pink! So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74qJkwVSI/AAAAAAAAAqg/-wFbDkBFj3w/s1600-h/DSC03685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476011488892194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74qJkwVSI/AAAAAAAAAqg/-wFbDkBFj3w/s400/DSC03685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wedding bands' box in pink also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74p0IfqsI/AAAAAAAAAqY/TlmHhTZdvLg/s1600-h/DSC03686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476005733214914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74p0IfqsI/AAAAAAAAAqY/TlmHhTZdvLg/s400/DSC03686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complimentary ring pillow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74pqUemyI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/agCHSVV8Okw/s1600-h/DSC03701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476003099122466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74pqUemyI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/agCHSVV8Okw/s400/DSC03701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74pQOYhkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/eitMpSOXTX0/s1600-h/DSC03702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336475996094236226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74pQOYhkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/eitMpSOXTX0/s400/DSC03702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rings that will bind us together for life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74pMfOhhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2OnPbVlLjZg/s1600-h/DSC03710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336475995091142162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg74pMfOhhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2OnPbVlLjZg/s400/DSC03710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still considering if I should just use the ring pillow and save $70 on the customised ring pillow? Haiz... On 1 hand can save money, on the other hand can have something for keepsake... 烦啊。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1975702726727750351?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1975702726727750351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1975702726727750351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1975702726727750351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1975702726727750351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-bands-collected.html' title='Wedding Bands collected'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sg75BceBnmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kPmRaqU3IKI/s72-c/DSC03684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6101810893656216337</id><published>2009-05-16T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:16:51.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of feelings</title><content type='html'>Its 42 days to the solemnisation and I should be feeling excited and nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was initially after trying the ROM dress and and getting my heels. But she's ruined everything again - the same old reasons, the same whole theory... I know and friends have told me not to get affected, but I really can't. She doesn't know or care how much she means to me exactly because her way of measuring me is only in monetary terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part that upset me the most was that not only she said she will not go, she also said if people asked about her, just say she's dead... She would rather be treated as dead than to attend my important day. Saying she has already treated that she does not have a elder daughter and she will take it that she has never given birth to me before, stabs my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like crying out loud, but I don't even have the heart and courage to. I should be immune by now, but it doesn't seem so. The cold war is still continuing with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sarcastic&lt;/span&gt; remarks made to me now and then. I am bleeding so badly but nothing can stop the pain and bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick and tired of the whole cycle throughout the years but it stills repeat year after year, time after time every few weeks/months. The wounds might heal, but the scar will forever remain and still torn apart each time the war starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need courage, bravery and willpower to pull it through and I hope I can survive. How contradicting it is when my beloved gfs are even more concerned and happier for me compared to her. Thanks, my pretty babes for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda/Clarity has called me during work and informed us that our rings are ready for collection. This has put a bit of excitement back into me though still not enough. Hope everything turns out nice and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really no mood now to choose the ring pillow, worry about the guest list etc. I feel my energy has been drained and I wanna take a short break. I feel like just bo chup everything and let it go cos I am really tired. Help me please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6101810893656216337?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6101810893656216337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6101810893656216337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6101810893656216337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6101810893656216337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/mixture-of-feelings.html' title='Mixture of feelings'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7439284365444337900</id><published>2009-05-12T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:56:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted!</title><content type='html'>I want/need a keychain for my new housekeys... Never had the need for a keychain cos I don't have to carry keys at all for my mum's house. So now that I own a house myself, I don't have a nice/proper keychain to carry my keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one of the keychains at Coach the other day and its so sweet (and its purple!)... But, sigh, now its not the time to lust after such stuff.Shall bear with my plain, boring keychain first bah till $ drops from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgjkLWinTpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tqRwQg0b7ow/s1600-h/92477_gdll_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334764642300808850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgjkLWinTpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tqRwQg0b7ow/s400/92477_gdll_a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgjkLMIhYxI/AAAAAAAAApw/6b-AHzz0pAs/s1600-h/92481_svll_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334764639507014418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgjkLMIhYxI/AAAAAAAAApw/6b-AHzz0pAs/s400/92481_svll_a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7439284365444337900?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7439284365444337900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7439284365444337900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7439284365444337900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7439284365444337900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/wanted.html' title='Wanted!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgjkLWinTpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tqRwQg0b7ow/s72-c/92477_gdll_a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2642533107699025136</id><published>2009-05-10T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:39:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROM updates! (Very purple version)</title><content type='html'>Went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt; to try the ROM dresses since &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; branch is so limited. I was worried and skeptical initially because the choices I had at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; was like almost no choice have to choose either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen picked about 3-4 white long dresses for me and I asked for short dresses as well. But she said usually bigger size customers usually prefer/choose long ones because legs will look fat if exposed. But me and the gals still feel I should try and I think I look better in short or 3/4 length dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she said she will find for me and ta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;! She found 1 short, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; dress! I was so happy and excited~ Its my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; colour &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the 1st white long dress first and it looks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Simple and nice but the length really looks funny on me. Tried the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; dress and all of us felt it looked nice! Surprisingly, my legs didn't look very fat in it, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keke&lt;/span&gt;. Err, I think my lower legs not that fat bah though not very toned? The best part was, the dresses I tried previously usually cannot be zipped all the way up, but this dress could zip up and in fact a bit bigger! It was so destined to be my ROM dress &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretly took a photo in it but its not very well taken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; because they will always unzip the dress for me to change so I have to "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kiap&lt;/span&gt;" the dress in order to keep it on to take the pic. So this photo looks like a bit no waist. No cleavage also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; cos no padding yet, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... I wanted to keep this as a surprise, but I am really too happy and excited &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to confirm that I really, really love this dress, I tried on another 2 white dresses. The 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; white dress was too tight around the arms area and the lace to cover the arms made me look old. The 3rd dress was well sweet but not impressive. So I tried the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple &lt;/span&gt;dress again and confirm that I really, really love it and suit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed out of it later on and Helen took my measurements for alteration. Then we headed downstairs to take a look at the hand bouquet. I wanted &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple &lt;/span&gt;roses but scared it will blend in with the dress and I really like those bouquets with string of pearls on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to take &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and white roses with string of pearls on it. =) So I am on track for my &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; theme, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keke&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; invitation cards, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; organza for the solemnisation table and chairs, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; labels for wedding favours, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; ROM dress, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; white roses bouquet~ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lalala&lt;/span&gt;~ Left with &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; tie/shirt for Hubby, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgW-z5gnjAI/AAAAAAAAApo/avZnFDrh-o8/s1600-h/Dress_cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333879132510456834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgW-z5gnjAI/AAAAAAAAApo/avZnFDrh-o8/s400/Dress_cropped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we headed to Far East Plaza to shop for my heels. Helen recommended Anna &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nucci&lt;/span&gt; and I remember Cammie bought her very nice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt; heels there too for her AD. I actually find most of the heels there quite tall but lucky there are a few shorter ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few pairs I tried on made my ankles look very fat and big cos quite exposed. I decided to go for something more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strappy&lt;/span&gt; so that there are more lines to "break" the fats away. So finally chose this pair! Subtle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blings&lt;/span&gt; and can cover up more of my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgW-ztcQmxI/AAAAAAAAApg/dhZK5gxqZoE/s1600-h/Heels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333879129270950674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgW-ztcQmxI/AAAAAAAAApg/dhZK5gxqZoE/s400/Heels.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed I'm almost done for the ROM preparations except for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- collection of wedding bands before mid June&lt;br /&gt;- choosing and ordering of ring pillows&lt;br /&gt;- getting started on the well wishes thingy&lt;br /&gt;- Hubby's shirt, pants, tie and shoes&lt;br /&gt;- confirmation of no. of guests and menu with Gallery Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt; you! Many thanks to babes Charlene and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meilin&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sacrificing&lt;/span&gt; their PH to accompany me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping at Coach as well to get something, keke. But I shall not reveal it yet, keep tuned for the surprise... shhh... =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2642533107699025136?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2642533107699025136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2642533107699025136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2642533107699025136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2642533107699025136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/rom-updates-very-purple-version.html' title='ROM updates! (Very purple version)'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SgW-z5gnjAI/AAAAAAAAApo/avZnFDrh-o8/s72-c/Dress_cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4981592017795286085</id><published>2009-05-06T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:43:45.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grrr&lt;/span&gt;, I feel like roaring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ERA agent is giving me problems and I am not getting my money back which was what we agreed on. Its none of my bloody business that the seller never pay her the full amount because she didn't do a good job. The fact is: 1) She really did not do a good job. 2) I paid our share of commission in full and because of mutual trust, we agreed she will give us back the amount agreed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then like its not enough heart attack. I received email from the vendor for wedding favours saying my orders are ready for collection. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;! I never even place the order yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;. I said clearly on 22/Apr in the email I only need 40-45&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pcs&lt;/span&gt; and she tell me my 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pcs&lt;/span&gt; ready, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;faintz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even confirm anything and even said I will confirm last week or this week only when the guests RSVP. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aiyoh&lt;/span&gt;.. *slap forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I even quote and unquote my email because she likes to send a fresh email &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously don't know how people work nowadays. What happened to professionalism and following up?!? I guess being in customer service makes me less tolerant of bad service... =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4981592017795286085?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4981592017795286085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4981592017795286085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4981592017795286085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4981592017795286085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/pissed.html' title='Pissed!!!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2554616192823256509</id><published>2009-05-03T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:16:30.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Pillows</title><content type='html'>Since we have bought our rings, its time to buy the ring pillow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came across cute ones on &lt;a href="http://www.theweddingthoughts.com/ring.htm"&gt;http://www.theweddingthoughts.com/ring.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the lambs are cute while Hubby likes 2nd lamb pair and the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Its a coincidence that Hubby and me are born in the year of goat and dog, keke.&lt;br /&gt;So I jokingly suggested that we do 1 lamb and 1 dog to represent us both, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But think it would look really weird and not matching bah. Personally, I like the 3rd pair of lamb cos the stitching is in purple, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wStKlWkI/AAAAAAAAApY/aMBlENCatH4/s1600-h/RP-Mashmallow%2520sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331470631796300354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wStKlWkI/AAAAAAAAApY/aMBlENCatH4/s400/RP-Mashmallow%2520sheep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wSYyHmnI/AAAAAAAAApQ/I3yBbyJeoss/s1600-h/RP-lovely%2520lamb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331470626324978290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wSYyHmnI/AAAAAAAAApQ/I3yBbyJeoss/s400/RP-lovely%2520lamb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wSTDE5XI/AAAAAAAAApI/7nz2EiT84zE/s1600-h/RP-Lamm%2520luv%2520Satin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331470624785491314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wSTDE5XI/AAAAAAAAApI/7nz2EiT84zE/s400/RP-Lamm%2520luv%2520Satin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wSAXGRFI/AAAAAAAAApA/p2G3L90y5bQ/s1600-h/RP-GoldR%2520Luv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331470619769193554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wSAXGRFI/AAAAAAAAApA/p2G3L90y5bQ/s400/RP-GoldR%2520Luv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we better decide soon in case customisation takes time and we're running out of time. Do vote your fav also, hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, we have decided on the engraving on our rings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His:Bren ♥ Jim ∞ 28.06.09&lt;br /&gt;Hers: Jim ♥ Bren ∞ 28.06.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just the name and date, we thought this could remind us of the love for each other and the infinity symbol of course represents the eternity of our love. *blush*&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/14345167-2554616192823256509?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2554616192823256509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2554616192823256509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2554616192823256509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2554616192823256509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/ring-pillows.html' title='Ring Pillows'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sf0wStKlWkI/AAAAAAAAApY/aMBlENCatH4/s72-c/RP-Mashmallow%2520sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3905573778957811286</id><published>2009-05-03T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:46:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bands settled!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, we got our wedding bands finally! Actually, we only started shopping for it on Friday. But before that, I did browse a few websites and entered a few shops to get some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few that I liked and I noticed they are similar, haha... The blings blings I mean if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5I9o3GFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wn6iLhQECh4/s1600-h/Soo+Kee+-+Jac+Laurent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331269253791684690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5I9o3GFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wn6iLhQECh4/s400/Soo+Kee+-+Jac+Laurent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5Ire7ogI/AAAAAAAAAow/Be7qr_w4xeA/s1600-h/SK+Jewelley+-+True+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331269248918200834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5Ire7ogI/AAAAAAAAAow/Be7qr_w4xeA/s400/SK+Jewelley+-+True+Love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5IdVFuLI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TqPHTRPaEhc/s1600-h/Meyson+-+DRW0005OBE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331269245118822578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5IdVFuLI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TqPHTRPaEhc/s400/Meyson+-+DRW0005OBE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The prices are not cheap especially for the lady's version, each costing from about almost 1K to 2K. Our budget is extremely tight already considering we still have renovation, furniture etc to take care of.&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;Hubby searched on forums and found this shop called Clarity. I went to the website and was turned off initially because the first 5pages on the website featured rings that were within our budget but nothing I fancied. Those that I fancy similar to above designs were really ex.&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;But still, we decided to make an appointment as the forum reviews were quite good. I am glad we went! We viewed 50+ trays of wedding rings loh. Mind you, 50+ trays leh and not 50+ pairs... On average, each tray had 9-12pairs... Faintz.&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;How they worked was to show us all the rings, then whichever we liked, to shortlist it first. Then they will leave us alone to discuss and try the rings before coming back to us again. I liked that there were a lot of varieties and I could find similar to the above designs at a lower price. The best thing is about giving us private time alone. =) &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;Btw, according to the forum, if we mentioned that we came here cos we know them from the forum (Singapore Brides in this case), we can get a discount. True enough, when Amanda (the lady boss) asked if we were recommended by people or forum and I told her, she mentioned a discount of 25%! We shortlisted a few that looked like the above photos and another which I had not seen previously. The price range was 1.2K to 1.6+K after the discount. &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;In the end, I decided not to get those above designs cos I think it looks more like a ring I would buy for myself out of vanity instead of a wedding band. I guess I can always buy it another time to pamper myself bah. =)&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;So we chose this design instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331269240035256610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5IKZEqSI/AAAAAAAAAog/uIuaFzqlfaQ/s400/Clarity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentleman's Ring&lt;br /&gt;18K White/Rose Gold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady's Ring&lt;br /&gt;18K White/Rose Gold&lt;br /&gt;6 R DIA 0.12CT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But instead of of Rose Gold, we will be choosing white gold instead. So the outer ring will be in glossy white gold and the middle section will be matt white gold. There's something interesting about this ring too! The middle part can be turned! Hubby loves playing with my ring by turning it round and round, so in future he can turn his own ring too, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its good for us both, I get my blings blings, he gets his plain ring and play with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to collect our rings but first, we need to let Amanda know what to engrave on our rings. Gonna search for ideas now! &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/14345167-3905573778957811286?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3905573778957811286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3905573778957811286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3905573778957811286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3905573778957811286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-bands-settled.html' title='Wedding Bands settled!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Sfx5I9o3GFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wn6iLhQECh4/s72-c/Soo+Kee+-+Jac+Laurent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8696185159264688721</id><published>2009-05-02T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:53:18.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furniture Shopping!</title><content type='html'>We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Toa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Payoh&lt;/span&gt; today to look around for furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st store we went to offered us $3,388 for a L-shape sofa set, coffee table, TV console, dining table + 4 chairs. Its considered expensive for only living room and dining area furniture, but you could tell from the design and make that these were good quality stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were considering to get the package and maybe source for bedroom set &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separately&lt;/span&gt;. But since its only the first store we visited, we decided to view a few others first before deciding especially since the lady said no expiry for this offer to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed to Novena Furniture which Hubby said there's a sale going on this weekend. The 1st level designs didn't really catch much of my attention and I was actually quite disappointed. We went up to level 2 and there were more designs to view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped there for like maybe 2 hours? The guy attending to us was Alvin and he was a nice, friendly guy who answered all my queries and who bothered to check stuff for me right away. He was attentive but not pushy and could make recommendations/advice to us. This is what I call good customer service (though his title is product specialist &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we got one of the packages they had and topped up a bit because the bedroom set costs more (I seriously have no idea why things I choose/like always more expensive)... Total damage: $2,987.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what we got:&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather L-Shape Sofa which comes with cushions: $599&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Table which comes with 2 stools: $399&lt;br /&gt;Black TV console: $199&lt;br /&gt;Black Glass Dining Table + 4 black leather chairs: $899&lt;br /&gt;Bedroom Set (2-door sliding wardrobe + dressing table &amp;amp; stool + queen size &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bed frame&lt;/span&gt; with storage drawers + bedside table): Original - $1,488, after discount - $1,199&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total should be $3,295 but what they did was take one of the package which consists of sofa+coffee table+dining set ($1.6+ K I think) and add the bedroom set to it. So we have so-called savings of $300+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since its still cheaper than the first store, we decided to take it.&lt;br /&gt;As our paints are not painted and floors not varnished yet, we will ask them to deliver around end May. Didn't manage to take pics of the furniture we bought, so can't wait to receive it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the stuff we chose are black, haha... So I suppose we have to paint the house one of the off-white colours so that the house will not look so dark. Left only the study room and 2nd bedroom to be furnished, but that can wait. Next items on the list will be a fridge, washing machine, shoe cabinet and some electrical appliances. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will be hunting for the wedding bands, the rings that will bind us as husband and wife forever! Appointment with Clarity at 2.30pm, hope we can find something nice and affordable~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8696185159264688721?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8696185159264688721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8696185159264688721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8696185159264688721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8696185159264688721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/furniture-shopping.html' title='Furniture Shopping!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-143375924870384405</id><published>2009-05-01T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:27:51.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lusting after...</title><content type='html'>some pretty things which are good/pretty to have, but not a priority... I can always dream, keke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rakku Shoe Wheel - $129.00&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfpZ5aB7kfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OjbVh90cdes/s1600-h/black432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330671951721239026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfpZ5aB7kfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OjbVh90cdes/s400/black432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfpZ5UC3awI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jnM2eIfsjII/s1600-h/pink_432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330671950114548482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfpZ5UC3awI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jnM2eIfsjII/s400/pink_432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly revolutionizing the fine art of shoe storage, the Rakku Shoe Wheel offers the ultimate, stylish solution for those who have had enough of conventional shoe racks. It was awarded the GOOD DESIGN AWARD 2006 by The Chicago Athenaeum: Museum of Architecture and Design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from L.A and spinning free from all traditional storage systems, the Shoe Wheel is an ingeniously designed mobile storage unit with 20 expandable pockets than can hold up to 30 pairs of shoes depending on the type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, the Shoe Wheel is very simple to use: Shoes are inserted into the pockets through elastic bands, which secure them snugly into place. The pockets are easily adjustable to fit a variety of shoes - sneakers, high heels and flats. Just rotate the Shoe Wheel to make a decision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available in &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt;, White, Black and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The black will fit into our black-and-white theme, but the pink is a princessy feel, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why don't they have it in purple? =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-143375924870384405?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/143375924870384405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=143375924870384405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/143375924870384405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/143375924870384405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-lusting-after.html' title='I am lusting after...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfpZ5aB7kfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OjbVh90cdes/s72-c/black432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4492385786970678845</id><published>2009-05-01T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:41:11.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st trying of ROM dress - 29/Apr</title><content type='html'>I went to get my nails done on Monday (express french manicure and express pedicure) after work. Thought it will look nicer when I try the ROM dresses on Wednesday (I know - Excuses!! wanna pamper myself a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I chose a light purple with a glitter top coat (yes, yes.. I know... Purple again)... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French mani is pretty predictable, but I like that its simple enough to match with dresses and looks nice enough for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfnaFjtgKuI/AAAAAAAAAno/zjS0xJFgqqw/s1600-h/DSC03634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330531422989986530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfnaFjtgKuI/AAAAAAAAAno/zjS0xJFgqqw/s400/DSC03634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfnaFf86RwI/AAAAAAAAAng/Yw7j9pfkX8s/s1600-h/DSC03635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330531421980870402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfnaFf86RwI/AAAAAAAAAng/Yw7j9pfkX8s/s400/DSC03635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to the ROM dresses... I was kindda disappointed. They didn't show me a lot of dresses becos they said they carried mostly wedding gowns and evening gowns. What I read was: You're too fat to fit into our nice dresses. The dresses that were given to me to try were not very pretty and I cannot fit nicely into any dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They gave me 2 black dresses to try which I didn't really like.. The pink dress was awful, the blue dress was auntie, the short white dress made me look awful, couldn't fit into e red, the tube champagne gold dress was oldish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, only 2 looked ok. One was a short champagne gold halter-neck dress which was very simple and the other is a white long dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Hubby and the babes (Meilin and Charlene), the champagne gold dress looked nice on me. But maybe cos I felt its very simple and I never worn this kind of colour before, I find it quite weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually prefer the white dress, but it was kindda too long and a bit plain also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfnaFN3anFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/K5mavdERQBI/s1600-h/DSC03638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330531417125985362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfnaFN3anFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/K5mavdERQBI/s400/DSC03638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a bit pissed about the I can try at Yishun branch also but if I like something there, I will have to be with Yishun branch from there onwards. WTH!! The Tampines branch is just next to my blk and I have to go Yishun?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked if they can transfer the dress and they said cannot becos the bosses are brothers etc. Faintz, they are brothers leh... Just don't make sense loh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I choose Tampines branch: Make-up and change of dress at shop and go directly to Gallery Hotel from there, don't even have to bring out the dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I choose Yishun branch: Go from Tampines to Yishun for make-up and change of dress and go Gallery Hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuku loh... Tampines I already have to be there by 10am liao to do make-up, hairstyling and dress up. Yishun?!?! I think I can go out by 7am and be drop dead tired by the time I reach the hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, I need to and want to lose weight!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we made a appt at Yishun branch on 9/May (Vesak Day) at 4pm to try my ROM dresses. If nothing there or if wanna save the trouble, I probably take the gold dress bah... =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4492385786970678845?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4492385786970678845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4492385786970678845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4492385786970678845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4492385786970678845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-trying-of-rom-dress-29apr.html' title='1st trying of ROM dress - 29/Apr'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SfnaFjtgKuI/AAAAAAAAAno/zjS0xJFgqqw/s72-c/DSC03634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2087598704695413831</id><published>2009-04-26T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:01:45.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 82nd Mth Anni!</title><content type='html'>6 years and 10 months together, 2 months and 2 days before our ROM date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is drawing closer and closer. Getting more and more stressed and nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though cleaning our kitchen cabinets and sweating like mad in this kind of hot weather is not very romantic on an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anni&lt;/span&gt;, but... It makes me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;realise its&lt;/span&gt; not easy to maintain and keep a house. A house we can call our own, though its still in the process of becoming a actual home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually feeling very lousy about myself because for some reason, I have been putting on a lot of weight suddenly in the past year. Each time I look into the mirror, I see a big, fat, hideous pig. However, I am thankful to my gal frens and Hubby who still love me all the same. Who have never judged me by my appearance. Who have always never failed to encourage me and never stingy with their compliments. Who never fails to tell me they love me and muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ya babes too and thanks for being with me through everything. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2087598704695413831?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2087598704695413831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2087598704695413831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2087598704695413831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2087598704695413831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-82nd-mth-anni.html' title='Happy 82nd Mth Anni!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1846270539816982705</id><published>2009-04-26T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:02:46.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction...</title><content type='html'>I am addicted to Restaurant City in Facebook!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How addicted? I play the game whenever I can if I have access to a pc. I am logging to 3 different accounts (mine, hubby and sis) at the same time in 3 different IE pgs and toggling in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do join in!! Its so fun, challenging, exciting etc... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1846270539816982705?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1846270539816982705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1846270539816982705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1846270539816982705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1846270539816982705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/addiction.html' title='Addiction...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-72950191647400488</id><published>2009-04-25T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:12:17.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post @ Home</title><content type='html'>Keke, I am blogging from our new home while Hubby is in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the monthly detox massage and my whole body is always oily after that with all the essential oils from head to toe. So after late lunch, we decided to head back to our lovenest. Err, empty nest I mean, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place finally called my own... The most, most expenskive purchase ever in my whole life... I place where we share the ownership other than our joint account... A step nearer to starting a new life together and a family in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I gotta go for now, Hubby is chasing me to go shower le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-72950191647400488?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/72950191647400488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=72950191647400488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/72950191647400488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/72950191647400488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-post-home.html' title='1st post @ Home'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8681099096535836293</id><published>2009-04-24T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:03:18.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiccups</title><content type='html'>We have found our JP, Mr Patrick Tan. Coincidentally, his office is at the CC near our new house, keke. Perhaps that's why he accepted our invitation to be our solemnizer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing much going smooth for us.. =( My trying of ROM dresses has been delayed to next Wed becos they have a bridal show this Sunday. I am freaking pissed becos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Yishun coordinator, Helen should have checked with the Tampines branch. Moreover, they don't know they having bridal show??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I asked for Jessie to be my coordinator 2 weeks back and Helen said she will get back to me. Like the previous 2 times, she never replies until I sms her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I asked for Jessie and a Mili (dunno how to spell her name) called me instead. I was too paiseh to ask her if she will be my coordinator. Though she sounds nice on phone, but I would still prefer Jessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have not found a renovation contractor and might not be painting our own house afterall. Think too much work to be done becos they have a lot of nails and screws on the walls, a lot of holes to fill up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not really started looking for our wedding bands yet either. My gan chiong spider is at work again and I seriously do not know why designs that I like are always expensive... =x&lt;br /&gt;Its the same whenever I go shopping also... Simple, plain ones I don't like. Have unique, special details, I like = Expensive... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, jia you!!! 2 mths and 3 days before I become Mrs Lim. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8681099096535836293?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8681099096535836293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8681099096535836293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8681099096535836293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8681099096535836293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiccups.html' title='Hiccups'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-601397373691516002</id><published>2009-04-19T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:59:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TruLove</title><content type='html'>This is fun, try it! &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"&gt;http://www.magmypic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SerLALshAhI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/PDa03xrZzFo/s1600-h/TruLove+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326292713318973970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SerLALshAhI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/PDa03xrZzFo/s400/TruLove+cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-601397373691516002?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/601397373691516002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=601397373691516002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/601397373691516002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/601397373691516002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/trulove.html' title='TruLove'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SerLALshAhI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/PDa03xrZzFo/s72-c/TruLove+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-738479078449991314</id><published>2009-04-19T13:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:00:06.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Decor &amp; Furnishing</title><content type='html'>We haven't really decide on the theme and look of our home... But when we went IKEA yesterday, I think sub-consciously I was choosing all black colour items. Keke, all time favourite colour other than purple. Likely its gonna be a black and white theme. Adding in white only so that the rooms will not look so dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No princess room for me in this case and I think its hard to create a purple and black look without looking Gothic. I suppose I can only paint the walls a light shade of purple with grey/white tones in this case at the most. Perhaps add some purple decor here and there, keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some stuff which I liked at IKEA and I want wall decals in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chair for Dining Table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq4H2xQ08I/AAAAAAAAAnI/89ETPjVQ9eg/s1600-h/STEFAN+chair+(black)+%2425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326271954419766210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq4H2xQ08I/AAAAAAAAAnI/89ETPjVQ9eg/s400/STEFAN+chair+(black)+%2425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Extendable Dining Table &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326271061676652402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3T5Ct93I/AAAAAAAAAmo/GG51Xpp2EJI/s400/LEKSVIK+drop-leaf+table+(black)+%24199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Bedside Lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq4H_rjhWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/fVOrOVJWfJo/s1600-h/LAMPAN+table+lamp+(white)+%244.90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326271956811744610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq4H_rjhWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/fVOrOVJWfJo/s400/LAMPAN+table+lamp+(white)+%244.90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chair for my dressing table (Hubby's gonna install a shelf and mini cabinet for me as "dressing table"! =p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3UAMBbGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FSK9Hgai4kM/s1600-h/SNILLE+swivel+chair+(white)+%2439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326271063594724450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3UAMBbGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FSK9Hgai4kM/s400/SNILLE+swivel+chair+(white)+%2439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing Table Mirror which can double up to hang my accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3UKBy9ZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/VgqwUxa9_Ms/s1600-h/NORESUND+mirror+(black-brown)+%2449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326271066236188050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3UKBy9ZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/VgqwUxa9_Ms/s400/NORESUND+mirror+(black-brown)+%2449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall Decals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3T3idm9I/AAAAAAAAAmg/zR1Zc8OFCCo/s1600-h/worthwhile%2520love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326271061272927186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3T3idm9I/AAAAAAAAAmg/zR1Zc8OFCCo/s400/worthwhile%2520love2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absoloutely love this! "Je T'aime Plus Qu'Hier Moins Que Demain". This is a romantic French verse that translates to "Love you more than yesterday, less than tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3TtSxQvI/AAAAAAAAAmY/zuwq4o_1MH8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326271058522751730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq3TtSxQvI/AAAAAAAAAmY/zuwq4o_1MH8/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2rxnINNI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/90dgZXPCHaI/s1600-h/to-love-and-to-be-loved-quote-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326270372487115986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2rxnINNI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/90dgZXPCHaI/s400/to-love-and-to-be-loved-quote-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This can be customised to your family surname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2r5DN0OI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Eig-Gp20AA8/s1600-h/monogram-established-border.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326270374483972322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2r5DN0OI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Eig-Gp20AA8/s400/monogram-established-border.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is cute but ex, think abt $120...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2rgP437I/AAAAAAAAAmA/7QenlsJykn8/s1600-h/m4f_streetname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326270367826239410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2rgP437I/AAAAAAAAAmA/7QenlsJykn8/s400/m4f_streetname.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I could have this in purple... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2rowwfEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/FNhMAzppWRA/s1600-h/flowerline-whole.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326270370111585346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2rowwfEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/FNhMAzppWRA/s400/flowerline-whole.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Butterflies!!! All time fav.... Torn between black, purple or pink... Vote, vote!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2reNy2yI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0Tu-f_Mo-EQ/s1600-h/120butterflies.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326270367280585506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq2reNy2yI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0Tu-f_Mo-EQ/s400/120butterflies.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-738479078449991314?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/738479078449991314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=738479078449991314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/738479078449991314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/738479078449991314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-decor-furnishing.html' title='Home Decor &amp;amp; Furnishing'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/Seq4H2xQ08I/AAAAAAAAAnI/89ETPjVQ9eg/s72-c/STEFAN+chair+(black)+%2425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-659504727435446777</id><published>2009-04-18T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:23:48.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys collected!</title><content type='html'>I am very tired and feel my body aching. Not sure if its due to carrying my bag with the heavy lock for a few hours or if its PMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... I am still happy to say we have collected our keys on 17/Apr, 3+pm at HDB Hub yesterday! We're the official owners of our new house now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the HDB appt, I bumped into an ex-colleague, Maggie from Panasonic. And its such a coincidence that she's now working at an interior design company nearby. So we looked for her after our appt and asked for quotation for painting, the polishing of the parquet and main door. She later accompanied us to our house to see what else needs to be done cos we were not sure either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that there are more works to be done which we didn't discover previously. Haiz, so many things, so little money. Lucky all are minor stuff which don't require hacking etc.&lt;br /&gt;While chatting with Maggie, turns out that she knows Adrian &amp;amp; Dray and they were ex-colleagues. Faintz, really small world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were quoted 1.2K for the painting and Hubby wants to DIY ourselves instead. Its gonna be a lot of hard work but it can probably save us a lot of kaching as well. See how it goes bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're popping by our place again later to sprinkle salt and rice (mummy insist) and put our cleaning equipment there first. We can only sweep away the salt and rice tomorrow. So we'll probably head to Ikea and look for some ideas/concept for our new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any volunteers wanna help us paint? =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-659504727435446777?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/659504727435446777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=659504727435446777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/659504727435446777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/659504727435446777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/keys-collected.html' title='Keys collected!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3738052160189085357</id><published>2009-04-10T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:02:42.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Hubby!</title><content type='html'>Its Hubby's 30th b-day! Hitting the big "3" finally, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is a special year becos... I did not manage to get him a present... =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day alone cos his friends did not meet us at the last min (more on that, so pissed!).&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines 1 to walk around while we waiting for his friends to confirm time/place to meet which was later cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn crowded and after walking through the levels, I felt like I was going to faint with hunger and I was walking around in heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our lunch cum dinner at BBQ Chicken at 5pm. The service was ok only, slow in serving but prompt when we asked for stuff like chilli sauce and pepper. Food was not as good as the Downtown East outlet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think we will not be returning to there anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home and got caught in a jam for freaking ages at Tampines 1. Imagine our cab fare jumped from $3 to $6+ while in the jam. The uncle was so frustrated, he did an illegal u-turn later on at the junction, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We napped once we got home cos we were both tired and were lacking of sleep recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a peaceful, quiet birthday with no cake, birthday song etc but we both felt happy enough to be with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mummy and sis shared to buy him a shaver though, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Hubby! Muacks, love ya always~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3738052160189085357?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3738052160189085357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3738052160189085357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3738052160189085357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3738052160189085357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-hubby.html' title='Happy Birthday to Hubby!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3795973153683238380</id><published>2009-04-09T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:46:30.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things not gog well</title><content type='html'>Things are not really gog smoothly recently, I need a lot of luck, sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) JP&lt;br /&gt;We are still not able to get anyone to be our JP and the date of our 2nd HDB appt (17/Apr) is getting closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the HDB officer has said that he will obtain the extension for us, we feel its safer to file the marriage before the appointment. The popular ones (Mr Chia, Mr Yeo, Prof Yu etc) are all not available. A few did not response at all. There was a Jennifer Lim who asked us to call her secretary to check her schedule, wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we have to try sending to all bah and see who response, haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) HDB Flat&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to do a final inspection of the flat to check if everything is in good condition before the completion  date and handing of keys. So I got Hubby to call up Juliana (our agent) to check with the sellers when they can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st call - Hubby said Juliana revert that they're overseas and will only come back on completion date. I was freaking pissed cos how could they do that? They knew jolly well during the first appt that there will be a final inspection and they are coming back on the 2nd appt only? Then how in the hell am I going to inspect the flat and make sure evrything is alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd call - Hubby called her again to check and this time round she said, they were supposed to go overseas but... the husband got a heart attack and is in ICU, thus till now they have not moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt frustrated cos she doesn't seem to get the right info/fact sometimes and we're paying so much commission (3K+). On one hand, I felt pissed that this had to happen at this time, on the other hand I felt sorry for the sellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I really hope that:&lt;br /&gt;-  he will get well soon&lt;br /&gt;- they can move out on time&lt;br /&gt;- the final inspection will be ok&lt;br /&gt;- collect our keys with peace of mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3795973153683238380?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3795973153683238380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3795973153683238380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3795973153683238380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3795973153683238380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-not-gog-well.html' title='Things not gog well'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1593246178536557315</id><published>2009-04-07T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:52:39.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation Cards Out</title><content type='html'>We have printed most of the invitation cards and have passed the cards to my colleagues cum friends today. Left only with Hubby's side to print and pass to Auntie Margaret, Uncle Richard etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully they'll RSVP by 5/May so that we have ample time for our arrangements and confirmation with the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought 2 very nice cute pens for the guests to write the well wishes, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the down side, we have approached 4 JPs. 2 are busy on that day and 2 did not reply at all. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, we're having some problems with Gallery Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) We're expecting slightly above 40pax and asked if they can accomodate 11-12pax per table as we would like our friends who know each other to sit with each other. But the F&amp;amp;B exec replied that its gonna be squeezy and that they will place a few chairs ard instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We do not have a room or storage area for our belongings and I saw there were cupboards at the back of the room from the floor plan. Thus, asked if we can use one of the cupboards, they said no cos mainly for their storage, we can use the washroom in the room though to store. WTH? Washroom? *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We wanted the bottles of honey as the wedding gift and now they say the supplier revert its no longer available and they will send us new pics of the available items. Arghz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like for 1 right thing, there will be a few things that don't go well. Boo hoo, more good luck please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1593246178536557315?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1593246178536557315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1593246178536557315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1593246178536557315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1593246178536557315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/invitation-cards-out.html' title='Invitation Cards Out'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7615208488724650204</id><published>2009-03-29T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:42:38.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some sorrows, some joys</title><content type='html'>The 2nd round of axing on Thursday left many more people in tears. Some of the people who left are not just colleagues but also friends. Known and worked with them since I joined the company or sometime in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is feeling down (except some insensitive people) and in no mood to work. The office seems to be more quiet these days and colder. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that those affected will feel better soon and get a new, better job. Gonna miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy doing the designs for our invitation cards and finally its done. Now what left is the printing part and sending out. I have no idea how many web pages, clip arts etc I have gone through to get it done. Phew... Its gonna be the same theme colour like the organza, haha, I know its very "me". But I think its a romantic colour~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mths, 4wks &amp;amp; 2 days to our ROM! I am feeling excited and nervous! I have been rather emotional lately as in I seem to cry easily these days. Colleagues leaving, touching/romantic scenes in movies, when I think of us finally tying the knot 2 days after our 7th yr anni etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, we went to see "Confessions of a Shopaholic"! Its really great! Funny, romantic at times and lots of shopping! Keke, I told Hubby "See, at least I never shop like that ok!". Funny thing is I noticed I been shopping less after we got our flat and not really missing it. Of cos there are times when I am really tempted to buy something, but I tell myself - Not now, wait till the ROM is over! But... I really, really do &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; (not want) a new pair of flats cos my current pair is worn out. So, Charles &amp;amp; Keith, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7615208488724650204?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7615208488724650204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7615208488724650204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7615208488724650204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7615208488724650204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-sorrows-some-joys.html' title='Some sorrows, some joys'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7348768131038377212</id><published>2009-03-26T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:39:22.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The axe has been waved</title><content type='html'>The dreaded "R" word in the office. Though our team is not affected becos we are such a small team, but I do really feel for those affected. Especially when one of them is not just a colleague, but someone who is a friend and lunch kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were feeling upset for him and really hope he'll be alright. Its the first time something like this happened in my  close to 6 yrs of working life and other than words of concern, I didn't know what else I could do or say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure that we'll miss this friend but also I know he'll probably find somewhere/something better. Do take care, dear friend~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there were "green" people being axed, but I felt more "blue" people have been affected. Sooner or later, its gonna be the "green" world and they'll probably find ways to get rid of the "blue" people. (I belong to the "blue" side btw, pure blue, not the "new blue".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, someone will be leaving on his own accord. Though I see more responsibilities/work falling on me after that, but I suppose our team will be more relieved in certain ways. Just hope there will be no outstanding issues for me to clear after that. =p I am seriously very sick of clearing people's shit time after time in this place. The period where people came and go was super annoying and stressful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Derrick earlier on at Century Square to discuss the details. We have confirmed that we will engaging his service for our ROM photography! He's a young guy, probably around our age (quite cute also, oops... =x) and friendly. At least I felt comfy chatting with him, I left the technical stuff to Hubby and I couldn't understand what they were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're waiting for him to show more pics he took for a recent solemnisation when he's done with the processing. Hope everything goes well on that day bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at last 1 more thing striked off the list - BS booked, venue booked, now photographer booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What left is finding a JP, doing the invitation cards and the well-wishes board (we're gonna DIY), trying of the gowns for me and the most impt thing - our wedding bands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding bands are likely to be last since we likely want just something simple and not burn a hole in the pocket. Hubby has the strong belief that its not the value of the rings that matter, but the love that bond us together. So we'll probably start looking in May for the rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, 26/Mar ==&gt; 81st Mth Anni! Happy 81 months together, my dearest Hubby. *muacks* 3mths 2 days more before we become husband and wife~ *blush*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7348768131038377212?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7348768131038377212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7348768131038377212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7348768131038377212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7348768131038377212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/axe-has-been-waved.html' title='The axe has been waved'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3844816993918375798</id><published>2009-03-22T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:10:35.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROM Photographer - Derrick Than Photography</title><content type='html'>Yes, we have decided to book &lt;a href="http://www.derrickthan.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Derrick Than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for our ROM photography. It was tough deciding between him and 2Lives1Path (Linus Siaw), but the price was more attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was actually a promotion of 10% off packages if you book before March. But when we chanced upon him, it was already almost mid-Mar. Thus, I was a little thick-skinned and tried my luck and... ta-dah~ We can get the 10% discount! Keke, see I got help Hubby save money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have sent him an email to inform him that we are engaging his service and setting up a date/time to meet up. Likely to be next week and after that at least we have one less thing to stress/think about liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next down the list is Gallery Hotel contract which we haven't signed and returned. Turns out that we might have a bit more people than what we planned (eg. the neighbour who expects that we invite her, her daughter &amp;amp; son-in-law becos she gave Mummy a bowl of vinegar pig-trotters). I am trying to think how I can tell my mum that I do not plan to invite them without offending her. I seriously don't know them at well and can't even recognise them if I see them (except the son-in-law who's not bad looking lah, oops... =x). If I invite them as well, I will be obligated to invite my mum's best friend, my father etc. Wah lau, like that I will have 5 tables liao leh and very over budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, shall see what I can do bah and maybe nego with Gallery Hotel again if they can bring the price further since we have more guests or at least give us a nett price. You know how those "++" can add up quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I played Wii Fit today for 42mins! Haha, so proud of myself~ Got sweat and feel tired one loh! According to the body test, I lost 0.2lbs! Ermm, which is like 90grams? Aiyah, better than nothing lah, its just a start mah. Tmr we shall have healthy veggie steamboat for lunch and more Wii, haha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3844816993918375798?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3844816993918375798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3844816993918375798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3844816993918375798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3844816993918375798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/rom-photographer-derrick-than.html' title='ROM Photographer - Derrick Than Photography'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4110075211205493660</id><published>2009-03-20T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:33:30.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographer Search &amp; Mini Updates</title><content type='html'>We have shortlisted 3 photographers based on the photos on their websites, price and what the package comprised of. $250/hr and min. of 3hours are a big no-no for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we're looking at are 3-4 hours (the ROM event is 3hrs) of photography at less than $400 if possible. Its a real low and tight budget but better than burning a hole in our pocket. Still considering if we should ask the photographer to take photos of me getting ready (make-up, hairstyling etc) as that will probably mean we need 4hrs of photography in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people have been telling us to keep it simple etc but the ROM means a lot to us, as much as our banquet which will come in another year or two. The people whom we are inviting will also be those whom we really want to share our joy with and play a part in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos we're not the only couple who have been dating for years but it has not been an easy journey for us both. Its definitely not like what a galfren said "Ur went thru a lot meh? Only ur mum is the obstacle wat." Yeah, its easy for her to say that becos she doesn't have pressure of being the only one who's working and earning many more times than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that despite I felt upset a few times (you know how guys can sometimes be super laid back abt stuff and me being gan chiong spider), I could feel the bond and love growing stronger slightly more everyday. This is the man whom I'm gonna be legally married to in 3 mths time, the man whom I'm gonna finally settle down with after 7yrs (our 7th yr anni is on 26/Jun btw) and the man whom I'm gonna spend the rest of my life with happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, I'm digressing liao. =x Anyway, I finally managed to eat at Zeng Fu Cai with Bixin, Michelle and Hubby on Wednesday! Had some ice-cream from Tom Palette also, fat fat fat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called up Helen/GHA during lunch to inform her that we have booked our venue and the date is 28/Jun. She will be fixing an appointment for me next mth to try on the gowns! Feeling so excited, keke. Meanwhile, I need to lose &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt; of weight. Anyone wanna get some fats from me? =p Hope I can get to try some nice gowns that I can fit into and hide my flaws, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4110075211205493660?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4110075211205493660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4110075211205493660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4110075211205493660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4110075211205493660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/photographer-search-mini-updates.html' title='Photographer Search &amp; Mini Updates'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4054709314725208741</id><published>2009-03-08T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:42:37.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gallery Hotel</title><content type='html'>We have booked our solemnization package with Gallery Hotel. It has exceed our budget slightly but among all the other hotels, its considered one of the more affordable ones. I read in Singapore Brides forum that the food from Zenden Restaurant is quite good as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shown the function room - Marley and its a small, cosy room. The buffet will be just outside the room and were shown photos of the set-up. Previously via email, the photos shown has gold (looks more orange to me though) organza tied around the chairs which I didn't really fancy. So I asked Huihui (the F&amp;amp;B Exec who attended to us) if there were other colours and she said there were &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and one other colour which I can't recall. Of cos I chose purple! Hehe... We asked a few questions which we were concerned about and decided everything sounds ok and placed the deposit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So venue settled! Now just gotta settle the guest list, get some help from friends on that day for the recep table, confirm menu which can be done 2 weeks before the actual date (its 28/Jun' 09 btw) and the table set-up style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524002397125618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLFcZ4Q-_I/AAAAAAAAAkg/9guo-ulx9dw/s400/Gallery_Hotel-Facade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524009374435234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLFcz3yR6I/AAAAAAAAAko/RLFkxPmmh8A/s400/Gallery_Hotel-Facade-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lobby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524016861963986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLFdPw85tI/AAAAAAAAAkw/qsoCeeNAukY/s400/Gallery_Hotel-Lobby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The butterflies decor at lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524015112267330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLFdJPypkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DbxvZqyM4Ik/s400/DSC03533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Location of the hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLFdTlP_7I/AAAAAAAAAlA/8CfPVD8_04g/s1600-h/Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524017886625714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLFdTlP_7I/AAAAAAAAAlA/8CfPVD8_04g/s400/Map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had lunch at Liang Court after that and the steamboat's soup base were super nice loh! We had fish soup and tomato soup as the soup bases. The tomato soup is so unique and the taste of both soups were not that strong till it covered the taste of the food. The lunch buffet is from 12-3pm and costs $23.80++ per pax, the soup is additional $8.80 and the total bill was abt $66 for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310527200962093410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLIWldlIWI/AAAAAAAAAlo/gNbcnFF4xkQ/s400/DSC03534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谭鱼头 &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310527192462169026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLIWFzCk8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/Fapd2TfNmAY/s400/DSC03535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310527189829796674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLIV7_bw0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/YFhmwUVc8VY/s400/DSC03539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310527178464382930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLIVRptT9I/AAAAAAAAAlI/VITd6DVTEUs/s400/DSC03543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the special dipping sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310527182646897042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLIVhO5aZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8iJTZGf-2Ug/s400/DSC03542.JPG" border="0" /&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/14345167-4054709314725208741?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4054709314725208741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4054709314725208741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4054709314725208741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4054709314725208741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/gallery-hotel.html' title='Gallery Hotel'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SbLFcZ4Q-_I/AAAAAAAAAkg/9guo-ulx9dw/s72-c/Gallery_Hotel-Facade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2417319613225364792</id><published>2009-03-04T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:41:28.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates of the week</title><content type='html'>We have decided on the venue and will be going to the hotel this Sat to discuss further details. To be honest, we prefer the hi-tea menu than the lunch menu which looks more appetising and the costs are more attractive also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not really prepared to fork out that much extra for the lunch menu especially when the food doesn't seem appealing. Moreover, we're already over our budget by booking there. But I suppose friends and relatives will understand (hope so). =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning and to my horror, my ankle was very much swollen compared to the past week. It was so bad that if you press down firmly on the swollen part, the dent will remain there for a while. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kindda&lt;/span&gt; panicked and freaked out, asking colleagues if I should go "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;". Decided that I better go see the doc physician before it becomes worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After work, I went home first and waited for Hubby to come accompany to see the doc. The lady doc was a China lady (quite fierce and rich from the looks of it) and she said it was really swollen and she dare not tui na for me. She said to use acupunture first to reduce the swelling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boo hoo, I was so afraid. Needles leh, being poked into flesh, so scary!!! It hurt though not a lot and I saw both ankles with a lot of needles sticking out, sob sob... I lied down for like 30 mins with the needles on and when the needles were removed, there was slight bleeding. She said it was good there was bleeding because that's clotted blood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The swelling did subside a bit and ankles were not that painful when moving up and down stairs. I was given some medicine to take as well and told to sleep with socks on, avoid aircon/fan to blow directly on my feet and to elevate my legs when I sleep so that the blood will not all flow to the ankles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have taken my medicine and have my socks on, hope it'll become better soon bah. Not a good timing to have swollen and painful ankles like that when I have errands to run for ROM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2417319613225364792?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2417319613225364792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2417319613225364792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2417319613225364792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2417319613225364792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates-of-week.html' title='Updates of the week'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5161684497696732877</id><published>2009-03-01T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:31:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much things, so little time &amp; kaching</title><content type='html'>I feel that we have not really confirmed or done anything for our ROM and its only 3mths away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have got quotes from many venues, a few quotes from photographers but that's about it. Here's a list of what we need to do and still not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Confirm and book venue. - Both of us have a different venue in mind and ironically, the reason we both like about the place of our choice is the environment. I know his choice will cost us much lesser but I really do not fancy the so-called scenery and I feel like I'm at a public swimming pool becos of the crowd, nvm that its a members' only place. He likes the stairway but I hate it becos I hate climbing stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Photographer - Still looking around and looking for reasonable (read: cheap) packages but good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ROM dress - Have yet to go and try any or call to make appt to try becos venue not settled yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Booking of ROM date on website and looking for JP - Have to settle by end Mar - beginning Apr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wedding bands - Still can wait till Apr or May I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Minor reno &amp;amp; furnishing of new home - That can really wait till maybe until after ROM cos we're not in a hurry to move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, its exciting to be looking for these info but sometimes I feel sick and tired. I know he's busy and he has loads of work, but sometimes I feel like I'm the only one concerned. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just my nature to be gan chiong and make sure everything is planned ahead and in place cos I hate last min plans/changes. I would prefer to settle everything and just spend the next few mths waiting for the day to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me bah. Hope there's gonna be bonus or somehow a big sum of money will drop from the sky (GST credits not counted cos the amt is miserable).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-5161684497696732877?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5161684497696732877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5161684497696732877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5161684497696732877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5161684497696732877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-much-things-so-little-time-kaching.html' title='So much things, so little time &amp; kaching'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3224320229665616231</id><published>2009-02-26T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:35:11.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spained Ankles again...</title><content type='html'>Yes, you read right.. I have sprained my ankles (and its BOTH) again yesterday night. I have no idea how it happened becos it happened too fast. I only remember keeping my wallet into my bag after buying newspapers at 7-11 and while exiting the store, I fell somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very, very painful and it was much more harder to walk than the previous time when I sprained both ankles, which by the way was just last month only. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so painful that I could hardly sleep cos every movement hurt a lot and I could only walk very slowly, almost dragging my feet. I couldn't keep my balance very well and when I went to see the doc this morning, he said its a mild sprain. Mild sprain! Wa lau, the pain is killing me and I can hardly walk, you call that mild? I was given a day MC for today and he said to observe tomorrow if its better. Means if its not better, I gotta take cab and see doc again? Faintz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I hope I can recover soon. This sucks when I am busy preparing for ROM thingys... Sob sob...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3224320229665616231?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3224320229665616231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3224320229665616231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3224320229665616231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3224320229665616231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/spained-ankles-again.html' title='Spained Ankles again...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4946646677564095031</id><published>2009-02-08T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:40:52.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Horse Awards</title><content type='html'>Nope, not the Hong Kong awards ceremony, its the bridal studio which we have booked our bridal package with. We went to the Wedding Fair at Suntec City yesterday and there were really so many ppl trying to drag you to their stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few shops in mind to check out, namely Bliss Bridal Creations, Golden Horse Awards, Bridal Concept and Bridal Zone. I was quite interested with Bliss Bridal intitally but the uncle really pissed me and Hubby off. He was pratically following behind our back wherever we went and kept tying to drag or rather I felt forced to the stall. He kept pulling at Hubby's arm to drag us there and we felt really offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to check out the fashion show fist but it was disappointing, not really to my taste and the commentor sound like she was having s*x loh, duhz. Her sentences all begin with "ahh... ohhh... mmm..." etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really like Bridal Concept &amp;amp; Bridal Zone's photography style and gowns, so decided to check out Golden Horse Awards. Btw, their Tampines branch is just beside my block, so its convenient haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the $3,388 package and placed a $500 deposit. Managed to nego for some stuff, thanks to Cammie! She had passed me her package details when I was asking her about her wedding stuff. Paiseh ah Cammie, asked ya so many qns previously, real thanks for your advise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I happily called home and told mum about we have booked the package. Response? "Siao ah, nothing to do izzit, go and book package for what?" Yup, that's her reply and when I got home at night, she started all the nagging and scolding again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, she feels I don't deserve any happiness, that we shouldn't be together and if we have $ to get married, why don't I support this family etc. Ya right, I am the only one working and its fair that they complain about money running out and I don't give enough money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so freaking sick and tired of all this. Moreover, its only less than 2 weeks away from our 1st HDB appt and she acts like that now. She even said she will not attend our ROM and wedding. The best part? While I was chatting online with MSN with Meilin and complaining, she happen to sneeze and seeing me using the pc, she said "Whoever is talking bad abt me, the faster they die the better". She cursed her own daughter to die, fine. I seriously dunno why I am doing so much and she dun see anything except for money in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spoils all my happy moments and tortures me with her cruel words and cursings. I get scolding for every single little thing and she finds fault with everything, even the way I close the toilet door, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she makes me feel doubtful about myself, if I am really the person that she describes - cruel, cold-blooded, selfish etc? I don't really know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks Meilin and Charlene for "listening" to my woes and offering to accompany me when I go select my ROM gown. Thanks babes! *huggies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4946646677564095031?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4946646677564095031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4946646677564095031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4946646677564095031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4946646677564095031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/golden-horse-awards.html' title='Golden Horse Awards'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-9157836903845288945</id><published>2009-01-27T10:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:38:22.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of CNY &amp; 79th Mth Anni!</title><content type='html'>Yup yup, the 1st day of CNY is our 79th mth together also, hehe. Hubby remembers the mth clearly becos its the year he's born in (so it means he's gonna hit the big '3' this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the calendar the other day and noticed that his b-day falls on a PH this yr (Good Friday). Keke, so good. Unless you were born on the standard PH like NY, Labour Day, National Day and X'mas etc, think seldom have a chance for your b-day to fall on a PH bah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's CNY is special to us and I felt so 幸福 when his relatives congratulate us, hehe. After 6yrs and 7mths, finally we're preparing to settle down. In a way, they're gonna be my future cousin-in-laws etc. =) So to mark this special CNY, I put on fales lashes (ya ya, excuses)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta dah~ Do my eyes finally look bigger and more awake? No more 咪咪眼 this year, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX58vgxGXqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/nkKrTsKtwTA/s1600-h/DSC03414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295807367525850786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX58vgxGXqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/nkKrTsKtwTA/s400/DSC03414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Galgal &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57jXhsshI/AAAAAAAAAjA/3LRFmBsj4Dk/s1600-h/cny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295806059375276562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57jXhsshI/AAAAAAAAAjA/3LRFmBsj4Dk/s400/cny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57jZLDNeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/F1XKEo_Sx24/s1600-h/DSC03418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295806059817154018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57jZLDNeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/F1XKEo_Sx24/s400/DSC03418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57jAQg9xI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-wB9eqWjrH4/s1600-h/DSC03419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295806053129189138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57jAQg9xI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-wB9eqWjrH4/s400/DSC03419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sharon &amp;amp; Jonathan (they're siblings btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57i0UThSI/AAAAAAAAAio/OsEPhykvuHY/s1600-h/DSC03422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295806049923859746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57i0UThSI/AAAAAAAAAio/OsEPhykvuHY/s400/DSC03422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel &amp;amp; Caleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57izl06mI/AAAAAAAAAig/Mgyy2_3D-SQ/s1600-h/DSC03425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295806049728916066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX57izl06mI/AAAAAAAAAig/Mgyy2_3D-SQ/s400/DSC03425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne, Sharon and Jonathan are Hubby's cousins. Angel is his auntie but their age difference is only a few yrs apart and Caleigh is Angel's daughter. So that means little Caleigh is his cousin! So envy loh, he has such a cute cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see Caleigh, I always tell Hubby I want a galgal in future - a galgal who is as cute &amp;amp; Caleigh. I know it boils down to genes as well lah, so hopefully she has my genes, wahaha. *wicked smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, time to log off, we're gonna watch a movie later and head to Janet's place first then Hazel's place. More updates tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-9157836903845288945?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/9157836903845288945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=9157836903845288945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/9157836903845288945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/9157836903845288945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-cny-79th-mth-anni.html' title='1st Day of CNY &amp; 79th Mth Anni!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX58vgxGXqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/nkKrTsKtwTA/s72-c/DSC03414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7479312866532372393</id><published>2009-01-26T10:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:21:09.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner @ CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year's reunion dinner means a lot to me. It’s the first time in years that I have 2 important men in my life sitting down together and having dinner... My Papa and soon-to-be husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably taken for granted or nothing to most people but it means a lot to me. This CNY eve, I seem to be filled with a lot of emotions and almost teared sometimes. Seeing my Papa and Hubby talking (though it’s more like "Uncle, eat", "Uncle, have this", "Uncle, enough?" etc) made me feel warm inside. If my parents had never divorced, would this be the same situation every year? The amusing thing is, my Papa speaks Mandarin with me and Meimei cos we can't really speak Hokkien. He speaks in Hokkien when talking to Mummy, so Hubby spoke in Hokkien to him. Lol... It was kindda funny cos I'm really not used to Hubby speaking in Hokkien to my family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we sat during dinner was in this sequence - Papa, Hubby, me, Mummy and Meimei. So Hubby helped me to make sure Papa had enough to eat and we both kept serving Papa food. Papa is thinner now compared to the past and I can see why Mummy always says we look alike. I have his eyes and nose. =) So I'm not picked up from the dustbin! (Haha, it’s a family joke thingy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Papa chatted a bit here and there while eating. Mummy calls Papa "Ah 头" (in Hokkien) which is his nickname (err, dunno where it comes from though, think during his younger/beng days) and for a moment I wish, if things were always in peace like this, how good would it be... Of cos it’s been so many years, I have fully accepted and come to terms of their divorce donkey years back but still, I wished it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Papa watched TV first while we continued to attack the food. Mummy passed the money to him and as usual nagged, telling him not to always borrow money from her, she can barely cope etc. For a moment, I was afraid they will quarrel like they used to when I was a kid. But luckily, Papa didn't say much. Papa left a while later and Meimei said to take photos, so here they are! It’s been more than 12 years since I last took a photo with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meimei &amp;amp; Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0pF6ToN0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/r8C-c_-22OE/s1600-h/DSC03403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433918385239874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0pF6ToN0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/r8C-c_-22OE/s400/DSC03403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0pFeCVYxI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/visBkP9Deg4/s1600-h/DSC03404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433910796509970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0pFeCVYxI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/visBkP9Deg4/s400/DSC03404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meimei, Papa &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0ofDI3_II/AAAAAAAAAiI/0-mBOG2L0BU/s1600-h/DSC03405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433250741156994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0ofDI3_II/AAAAAAAAAiI/0-mBOG2L0BU/s400/DSC03405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After taking the photos, Papa headed back home. Felt a bit sad but I guess I can't ask for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We continued taking a few photos and I felt so blissful that at least I have Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oe02D-II/AAAAAAAAAiA/nfr9xmguIdQ/s1600-h/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433246904154242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oe02D-II/AAAAAAAAAiA/nfr9xmguIdQ/s400/DSC03406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meimei &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oepC9zYI/AAAAAAAAAh4/rqvuCdZM3UA/s1600-h/DSC03410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433243737050498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oepC9zYI/AAAAAAAAAh4/rqvuCdZM3UA/s400/DSC03410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us in cutey pose, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oedVmQgI/AAAAAAAAAhw/zf0wSSITGyA/s1600-h/DSC03411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433240593973762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oedVmQgI/AAAAAAAAAhw/zf0wSSITGyA/s400/DSC03411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy face~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oeQQkjRI/AAAAAAAAAho/GbcLiou6A9k/s1600-h/DSC03413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433237083229458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0oeQQkjRI/AAAAAAAAAho/GbcLiou6A9k/s400/DSC03413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 初一 le, wishing everyone a Happy Niu Year! For those who are still eligible to collect ang baos (like me, hehe), hope you collect more. For those who are eligible to give, hope that you 财源广进 (then will have enough to give ang bao mah).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wee hee, this year is gonna be special year cos when people ask when we getting married, its no longer gonna be "u ask her, u ask him" cos ROM is gonna be this year liao! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, just to sidetrack, our 1st HDB appt is next mth, 5 days after V-day, haha~ Ok, off to prepare to go out, bye~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/14345167-7479312866532372393?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7479312866532372393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7479312866532372393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7479312866532372393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7479312866532372393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunion-dinner-cny.html' title='Reunion Dinner @ CNY'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SX0pF6ToN0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/r8C-c_-22OE/s72-c/DSC03403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5994259417339373471</id><published>2009-01-25T11:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:41:33.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates before CNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Jan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Gracie after work for shopping and dinner after work. It was a last min thing decided on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Called Hubby and told him to join us once he reach home and settle his stuff. Met Gracie at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; Junction and started shopping, didn't managed to buy anything for myself but at least she got a skirt. But... I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;artifical&lt;/span&gt; nails ordered, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;! I chose a design called Pink Fantasy and as you can tell from the name, its pink and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;, something different from past years which I have always chose dark/bright colours. It has butterflies (yippee, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;!!) and flower stickers with a few crystals. It could only be ready on Sat, but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'm gonna be town in Sat anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;foodcourt&lt;/span&gt; for dinner and my green curry was so disappointing. It was too spicy and watery. Boo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;, I prefer the one I had at the airport the other day. Cheaper also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;, the awful one cost me $5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, it was time for desserts!!! Yeah, I been craving for Ah Chew desserts for so long! This is the first time me and Gracie are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gog&lt;/span&gt; together to eat the desserts cos usually I'll go with Hubby and she with her friends. But we have been talking about it for some time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I guess our most common topics are : Food!!! Shopping, friends and work, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think she looks cute in this new hairstyle. Have this innocent feel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvg0ClQ1CI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1CrvuanV8wc/s1600-h/DSC03361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295072971555132450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvg0ClQ1CI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1CrvuanV8wc/s400/DSC03361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Aiyo&lt;/span&gt;, my face can be double of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvgzyetHXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mk99GH8V1P0/s1600-h/DSC03363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295072967232658802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvgzyetHXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mk99GH8V1P0/s400/DSC03363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;, shared among 3 of us! From clockwise direction: Peanut paste, mango sago with ice-cream, black glutinous rice with ice-cream and steamed milk egg pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfdxLSENI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xX0UzrCsedM/s1600-h/DSC03364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295071489414009042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfdxLSENI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xX0UzrCsedM/s400/DSC03364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Wheee&lt;/span&gt;, desserts were so sinfully good. I don't take sweet stuff usually as most friends know but I cannot resist Ah Chew desserts! Especially the pudding, soft, light and fragrant. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After desserts, it was time to head home for me and Gracie went to meet her friends. Let's meet up soon again for another food attack! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ermmm&lt;/span&gt;, I supposed to be going on diet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;... Err, Gracie wait till I ROM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Jan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went out with Mummy for groceries shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt;, its been ages since I went out alone with her. I suggested brunch first if not she will not be eating till night and since I had just got my pay, wanted to give Mummy a treat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to Crystal Jade and Mummy ordered Dumpling Noodles and I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Soya&lt;/span&gt; Chicken Noodles. I ordered some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;tim&lt;/span&gt; sum as well cos I know Mummy likes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tim&lt;/span&gt; sum there. We had carrot cake, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;har&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;kao&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;glutinious&lt;/span&gt; rice rolls with prawns. These are some of the must-order items whenever we eat there and its delicious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;kindda&lt;/span&gt; felt funny at first cos I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;kindda&lt;/span&gt; have a love-hate r/s with my mum usually and as I watched her from opposite the table, I saw how much she has aged over the years. She now has white hairs, spots and her skin are showing the signs of aging. During the years of unhappiness, I have always been busy fighting the war with her and not realised how much she has aged. I really treasured that 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of brunch with her and hope we can do it often. Whenever we go out, Mummy insists on paying for everything. But this time round, I was faster and insisted that its my treat. It costs $30+ and Mummy said its ex, yet she has never complained when she treats us to $100+ meals. I wish and hope that moments like this will last forever, no quarrels, wars to fight, just peaceful, quiet moments together like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After brunch, it was time to buy the items for our steamboat reunion dinner! Yeah, we're gonna have steamboat again this year and.... Mummy has asked Hubby to join us, yeah~~~~ After being together for almost 79&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;mths&lt;/span&gt; and having reunion dinner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;seperately&lt;/span&gt; each yr, this yr he will be joining us! I certainly hope he's coming as a future son-in-law, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. *blush*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We bought veggies, prawns, scallops, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;crabsticks&lt;/span&gt;, chicken and belly sukiyaki! Mummy's friends gave her like 60 meatballs (pork, chicken mushroom etc) thus we didn't buy any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;fishballs&lt;/span&gt;. After we were done at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;NTUC&lt;/span&gt;, we went home first and Mummy washed the stuff and put them in the fridge first while I was chatting with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hubby arrived at my place about an hour later and I went out with him to collect my nails and do some last min shopping. Hubby mentioned there was a nice carrot cake stall at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; and since he has not eaten, we went there for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our budget was $5 cos we did not carry much cash that day, but it was enough for a nice, satisfying meal. The carrot cake was crispy on the outside, hot and tender inside, yummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfduLp9LI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hfcEDGuuXCc/s1600-h/DSC03365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295071488610268338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfduLp9LI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hfcEDGuuXCc/s400/DSC03365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the oyster &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;omlette&lt;/span&gt; as well, also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;cripsy&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;outisde&lt;/span&gt; and not too starchy. The oysters were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;yummalicious&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfdc7hDbI/AAAAAAAAAhA/cPQnQIuIw-I/s1600-h/DSC03366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295071483979173298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfdc7hDbI/AAAAAAAAAhA/cPQnQIuIw-I/s400/DSC03366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its big and fresh! Not like those other stalls which give small and yucky oysters with a fishy smell/taste. Its only $3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt; and had 4 big oysters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfc9c2ESI/AAAAAAAAAg4/gK7fRi26mIM/s1600-h/DSC03368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295071475529027874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfc9c2ESI/AAAAAAAAAg4/gK7fRi26mIM/s400/DSC03368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our budget lunch, it was time to shop~ Went to Charles &amp;amp; Keith and got a pair of heels but couldn't find any flats I like. No flats for me this yr but yet I sprained my ankles and not supposed to wear heels yet... =x 爱美不要命。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfcVE9xdI/AAAAAAAAAgw/nLIkPRH6ALk/s1600-h/DSC03372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295071464691451346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvfcVE9xdI/AAAAAAAAAgw/nLIkPRH6ALk/s400/DSC03372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my virgin pair of false lashes from The Face Shop and can't wait to try it on! Hope I will have nice fluttery lashes after that and not short, dull lashes that make me look sleepy. Bought nail polish to apply my toenails and its a light nice yam (according to Hubby, he chose it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;) shade with some gloss. Bought a blusher too from Majolica Majorca, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;keke&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvefDsf98I/AAAAAAAAAgo/sG-qpgR0TX8/s1600-h/DSC03373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295070412053411778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvefDsf98I/AAAAAAAAAgo/sG-qpgR0TX8/s400/DSC03373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to collect my nails after that and the manicurist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;sticked&lt;/span&gt; the nails on for me, nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;And that's my proposal ring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. *blush*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvee9yOGwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SC87B_bDzdU/s1600-h/DSC03375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295070410466794242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvee9yOGwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SC87B_bDzdU/s400/DSC03375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Hubby's place after that to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt; and apply my new nail polish to my toenails. And guess what's for dinner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Mee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXveeTCHQcI/AAAAAAAAAgY/H9osghYvCrM/s1600-h/DSC03379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295070398990729666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXveeTCHQcI/AAAAAAAAAgY/H9osghYvCrM/s400/DSC03379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrimp paste chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXved-FAQ_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4hcGDzub574/s1600-h/DSC03380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295070393365709810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXved-FAQ_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4hcGDzub574/s400/DSC03380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noodles were nice as usual but the prawns were exceptionally big and fresh today. The chicken was so crispy and juicy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I know I supposed to be on diet, but it was ordered by Hubby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know how nice it is when what you ordered is left like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvediB9K4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/aXMT2YUX1H4/s1600-h/DSC03381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295070385836731266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvediB9K4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/aXMT2YUX1H4/s400/DSC03381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home and Mummy told me something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; Papa. Papa has called to borrow money again and Mummy is upset. She feels if she don't lends it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;noone&lt;/span&gt; else can help him but if she gives it to him, she will have less to spend with so she was in a dilemma and asked my opinion. I told mummy that I'll give it to him instead since its not a big amount, just take it as she buy 4D and never strike. &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;I know all these years he has never supported us, but he is still my father after all and I can't bear to think what if he don't have enough money to go by. Mummy said in this case, she'll ask him to come for the reunion dinner as well since he's coming to take the money and I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its contradicting... I am happy to see Papa again and have dinner for him for the first time since primary school days. But I am also upset that we're having dinner together &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;becos&lt;/span&gt; of this reason. Moreover, this year Hubby is joining us, its gonna be like really funny/awkward.&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;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;25th Jan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I'm blogging this, Mummy is complaining abt Papa and I understand how she feels. But I really hope that things will not turn unpleasant tonight. Its a family reunion though they have divorced for years and with someone important in my life. &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;Papa, though I am disappointed but I do miss you at times. It pains and hurts me to know that you're not doing well and noone to take care of you. I really do hope you understand Mummy's situation as well and that this money borrowing thing will not happen every year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-5994259417339373471?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5994259417339373471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5994259417339373471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5994259417339373471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5994259417339373471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/updates-before-cny.html' title='Updates before CNY!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SXvg0ClQ1CI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1CrvuanV8wc/s72-c/DSC03361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7523710712511838206</id><published>2009-01-22T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T01:56:26.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain ah!!!</title><content type='html'>I am seriously down on my luck... Just a few days away to CNY and I sprained both my ankles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you read right, &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I somehow fell down and spained my ankles... Don't ask me how it happened. I only recalled talking to Bixin on the phone and the next moment I went "ahhhhhhhhhh" and fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my ankles are swollen like pig trotters though its always been fat lah, but you know what I'm trying to say ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see doc on Wednesday morning (I fell on Tuesday night after work at the roadside btw) and got some painkillers and cream to apply. Its much better now I would say. I am still not done with CNY shopping and yet have to move at turtle speed now, arghz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and colleague are amazed at how I sprained not one but both ankles. But I suppose, knowing me, they're not that surprised lah. Got nagging from Hubby cos I'm forever falling and  a few years back I have already sprained my ankle thrice in 5 mths when we were dating. Before that I have sprained another once or twice... My goodness, that means I have sprained my ankles more than 5 times liao. Faintz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clumsy and careless me... Hope I don't go visting on 1st day of CNY with swollen ankles and no heels for me for the time being...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7523710712511838206?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7523710712511838206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7523710712511838206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7523710712511838206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7523710712511838206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/pain-ah.html' title='Pain ah!!!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2468984574954030941</id><published>2009-01-18T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:37:34.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick &amp; Tired</title><content type='html'>I am physically and mentally sick (not in crazy that kind of sick)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very bad headache on Sat morning when I woke up for work. It was so bad that I puked once and had the runs twice in office. Though its better now, my shoulders ache like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was feeling better already after work cos I was meeting Ling and Michelle (stemaboat kakis) for steamboat buffet together with Hubby at Kallang MRT. I didn't eat much today compared to usual. Partly cos I had not fully recovered and I was not in a very good mood. We'll come to that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we took a train to City Hall and walked through Citylink to Marina Square. Along the way, Michelle and Ling managed to get shoes from Charles &amp;amp; Keith but I couldn't find anything at all. I can't wear their heels cos of my giantic feet and heels are killers for me. Being so clumsy and big in size, I always feel my legs are giving way after a while. Shortly after reaching Marina Square, Ling and Michelle left first while me and Hubby continued shopping. Couldn't find anything I like, I am such a fussy shopper. Took a break at Andersens and had ice-cream, afterwhich we left for Hubby's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the bad mood thingy. While me and Hubby were at Kallang MRT waiting for Ling and Michelle, I was telling him about some stuff and halfway through, I was trying so hard to hold back my tears. I am feeling very upset over some issues and these have affected my mood badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always tried my best to treat people how I would like people to treat me and perhaps I haven't been doing enough or maybe too much of it. Of cos there are some people who are just plain pains in the ass or sickening, other than that I do whatever I can to keep peace most of the times. I suppose some people don't see it at all or feel it, some things which I have done in the dark to help, protect them in the past etc. Of cos, I have never asked for or expected anything in return becos they probably won't know it and its out of my own willingness. The very least, if I can request for, is to treat me fairly and consider my feelings/the situation I am in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times, I have been stuck in sticky situations and I have always tried being a neutral party. Maybe I don't seem to appear that way or maybe they don't really know me that well afterall. Perhaps, I am just not good enough as a friend or perhaps I don't deserve friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends have always been an important of my life becos they're next to my family and Hubby. It hurts badly when you're betrayed, doubted and especially when it probably also affects my reputation. People whom I have held so close to my heart, whom I think of them whenever I have something to share or when I see nice things, whom I thought will understand me and standby me. I am greatly disappointed and hurt deeply. I don't know how long the scar will take to recover but I'm bleeding. As I am typing this, I am still holding back my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often question and ask myself why I am always treated this way, by family, by friends, by colleagues etc. I often wonder if I have been keeping quiet for too long and end up getting hurt myself, licking my own wounds and pretending like nothing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not me, please don't interpret me in your own way. Please be fair to me and understand that I have my reasons to do/say certain things and behave in certain ways. I am not as complicated as I seem, its your eyes/thinking which has been complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want some peace now, a place to retreat to and where human hearts are not so complicated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2468984574954030941?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2468984574954030941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2468984574954030941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2468984574954030941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2468984574954030941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-tired.html' title='Sick &amp; Tired'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2918110886122092900</id><published>2009-01-12T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:51:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He has proposed!</title><content type='html'>2 more weeks to our 6yrs and 7mths and he has given me such a surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had this feeling that he might propose today with no specific reason, just had this sixth sense thingy. But I shook the idea off cos there was no special occasion or event. Moreover, I have always joked that he should propose in front of my impt gal frens or family etc, very drama mama kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually cried tears of joy when he proposed and I was caught so offguarded. I was so shocked and I looked so ugly today, aiyo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still soaked to the brim with happiness and can't help looking and admiring it. It might not be a Tiffany, it might not cost the world, but I know this ring contains all his love for me, to give me the best he can and protect me always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man whom I can relay on for the rest of my life, trust him and a man whom my gal frens know I am in good hands with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to become Mrs Lim~ Hehe.. *blush*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2918110886122092900?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2918110886122092900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2918110886122092900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2918110886122092900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2918110886122092900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-has-proposed.html' title='He has proposed!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-9010740574039494252</id><published>2009-01-05T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:07:57.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad start already</title><content type='html'>Sigh, the excitement has already died down thanks to mum again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is thinking that we will only move in after our customary wedding and leave the house empty. She has this thinking that we're not officially married till we have the dinner and not to stay together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need my birth cert, her IC and her divorce cert to submit to HDB first and she is complaining why so troublesome, need for what, she no time to go find etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is insisting that before we step into the new house when the current owners move out, we must do those "traditioncal Chinese customs" thingy like stepping over the burning charcoal, sprinkle rice and salt, offer jossticks blah blah. I was like what the hell? I'm a free thinker and Hubby is a Christian loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghz, feeling troubled liao and we haven't start preparing, sourcing and arranging anything at all like ROM, wedding package, where to hold it etc. I'm kindda feeling upset right now and holding back tears cos of the problems I'm facing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only positive thing is Hubby has told his dad about us buying the flat and we have his blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really need a lot of well wishes, luck and cash flow now, pls keep us in your prayers... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-9010740574039494252?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/9010740574039494252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=9010740574039494252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/9010740574039494252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/9010740574039494252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-start-already.html' title='Bad start already'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7202714462189885331</id><published>2009-01-04T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:23:03.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Flat Viewing &amp; New Flat Owners!</title><content type='html'>We went back to the unit at blk 708 today and mummy agrees that its nice as well and minimum reno required. We offered 10K as someon e else has offered 8K. We went to St 21 after that with mummy to have lunch and accompany her buy some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we received calls from the agent saying that someone else had offered 11K and asked if we wanna offer 12K? Me and Hubby discussed and decided not to raise as it was way off our limit which was 5-6k initially. Though it was quite wasted to let go, but we were not ready to paqy so much cash. We arranged to go view another 3 units in the afternoon and all could not make it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call around 3pm from the agent - good news! The owner willing to let go at 11k to us if we want it. Hubby confirmed with them and we made appt to meet up at 4.30pm to sign the papers and pay the option fee of $1K via cheque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ta-dah! We're the new proud owners of our home and... I will be officially be Mrs Lim this year! Keke... *blush blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just waiting for the "on one knee stunt" and the ring, hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7202714462189885331?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7202714462189885331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7202714462189885331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7202714462189885331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7202714462189885331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-flat-viewing-new-flat-owners.html' title='2nd Flat Viewing &amp; New Flat Owners!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2072855666513912768</id><published>2009-01-04T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:35:41.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Flats Viewing - 3rd Jan'09</title><content type='html'>Met Hubby after work today at my place's coffeeshop for lunch at 1+pm, thks to Cammie &amp;amp; James who gave me a lift back. =) We were to meet the agent at 2pm at blk 910, so had a quick lunch. A lot of questions popped out in my mind: Would the agent be nice and friendly? Would we get good/ideal units? Would we have to fork out a lot of cash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling kindda excited also as it feels like another step into our future now that we are really looking for flats. It kindda felt strange when we are telling strangers that we're planning to get married but yet a bit shy/blissful, hehe. More weird when someone haven't propose, lol. Just kidding lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agent was a malay lady who was quite nice, phew. The first unit was horrible, terrible and in a very bad condition. Though it was 10k below valuation, we have to top up 10k cash ebcause the owners need the money to pay the agent. We were told that they're selling it cos they were downgrading. Things I didn't like abt it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I did not like the decor, design and the painting.&lt;br /&gt;2) There were many unwashed dishes and pots in the kitchen and sink which lead to a smell and many flies!!!! *horrified*&lt;br /&gt;3) The house was not maintained properly - The ceiling of the both toilets reveal the metal thingy and floors were dirty and dusty.&lt;br /&gt;4) They hacked down one of the walls to make the living room bigger.&lt;br /&gt;5) The female owner was unfriendly, a sore to the eye and totally bochup.&lt;br /&gt;6) The moment I stepped into the house, I didn't feel like viewing most of the flat. I had those "eeeeeeeee" feeling and told Hubby I really hate the unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we buy that unit, I think the whole place have to be renovated and a lot of works have to be done cos it was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved on to the 2nd unit at blk 853 which was on the 5th/6th floor. The family were moving out cos they were upgrading (they had 2-3kids). Valuation was $325K and they were asking for $6K COV (Cash Over Valuation) which was pretty reasonable. It was so much better compared to the previous unit but some tiles in the kitchen had those hairline cracks and would have to be replaced. The female owner was friendly and saying the neighbours are nice people as well which was important to her. I think that's important also, imagine neighbours who quarrel, play mahjong, make a lot of noise etc everyday. Their agent damn funny, say don't have to worry about loansharks. He told us there were a lot of amenities nearby and don't have to worry abt afternoon sun. Though it wasn't hot, it was a bit stuffy actually. They also had this display thingy at the living room which I don't really fancy, so that had to be removed as well if we took this flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last unit was at blk 708 and I think/feel that was my ideal home. It was on the 14th floor, windy, the decor/reno was nice and bascially move in condition. They were moving out cos the husband had retired and they were moving to a condo. The lady owner was a Korean housewife (she's a Singaporean citizen  now) and friendly. We only have to change the doors and maybe some re-painting if we want. But.... valuation was $364K! That was actually kindda quite above what we were looking for. But the flat was really, really nice and had that warm, cosy home feeling. I simply fell in love with it. Moreover, they have a small balcony! When we were leaving, I asked the agent how much they were looking at for the COV and she told us it was VTO (View To Offer). So far, they have not got any offers yet because we're the 1st viewers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, me and Hubby discussed and we both love the house and decided to offer 8-10K. I called Mummy and we went home to tell Mummy about the house and for her opinion. Mummy also said she think we have to offer 10k at least if its so good, but she wanted to view the flat also. After checking with the agent, we would be viewing the unit on 4/Jan at 11am. The owners were asking for $15k actually not sure if they will accept our offer. $10K is actually more than what we were ready to fork out as we wanted to have spare cash for simple reno and furnishing. That would almost wipe out most of our savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really, really hope that the owner would accept out offer or maybe even go lower (maybe 8K?) and that mummy will not screw up anything.  Hope I will have some beginners' luck as well. I know its kindda soon after viewing 3 units only, but it was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls pray hard for me and wish me good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2072855666513912768?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2072855666513912768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2072855666513912768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2072855666513912768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2072855666513912768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-flats-viewing-3rd-jan09.html' title='1st Flats Viewing - 3rd Jan&apos;09'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-750042820281933938</id><published>2009-01-01T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:29:00.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year, my dear friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're loved by me and considered as a good/close/personal friend if you received an sms from me. =) 2008 has not been a really good year with many bad news and few good ones, but let's look forward to the future and hope/pray that 2009 will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wishing those who are attached to be happily in love with each other, those married to have a blissful marriage life and have kids soon, those single to find their other half soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-750042820281933938?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/750042820281933938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=750042820281933938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/750042820281933938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/750042820281933938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-7881489949927079034</id><published>2008-12-26T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:14:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th Dec'08 - Happy 6.5yr anni!</title><content type='html'>Yup yup, we have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pak&lt;/span&gt; tor-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; for 78&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mths&lt;/span&gt; as of now which is like 2,300+ days. Another 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mths&lt;/span&gt; to the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; yr itch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. But I'm sure we'll survive that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby picked me up in the afternoon and we took a cab to Market Street first to pass Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Meng&lt;/span&gt; his pressie and Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lun's&lt;/span&gt; pressie. After that, we went to walk around at Raffles Place. There was a sale at G2000 and I managed to get a black cardigan at only $26.10! Original price was at $69, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, good deal huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to sit down and get drinks since our reservation was at 6.30pm only. Headed to Coffee &amp;amp; Toast at Raffles Place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;, Hubby ordered ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt;, ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kopi&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;otah&lt;/span&gt; buns &amp;amp; eggs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;combi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;otah&lt;/span&gt; buns were nice with the right tinge of spiciness and the eggs were light and heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVceTxF8WOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IrGIX7HVS6w/s1600-h/DSC03169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284726012687177954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVceTxF8WOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IrGIX7HVS6w/s400/DSC03169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Prince Charming of the day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVceTkcR00I/AAAAAAAAAe0/PNr-KnrAfk0/s1600-h/DSC03171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284726009291199298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVceTkcR00I/AAAAAAAAAe0/PNr-KnrAfk0/s400/DSC03171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos his princess~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVceTc74KFI/AAAAAAAAAes/CWV33yhs-cM/s1600-h/DSC03172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284726007276251218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVceTc74KFI/AAAAAAAAAes/CWV33yhs-cM/s400/DSC03172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we look so happy together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdh-OIDPI/AAAAAAAAAek/GrOOjZoyodA/s1600-h/DSC03174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284725157217701106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdh-OIDPI/AAAAAAAAAek/GrOOjZoyodA/s400/DSC03174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We took a walk after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kopi&lt;/span&gt; session to Marina Square. Passed by Marina Bay and saw many wish spheres with dedications written on it. Quite an interesting and nice view with the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; in the background and colourful seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdhhiThSI/AAAAAAAAAec/_pxUZDwWJpo/s1600-h/DSC03177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284725149517710626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdhhiThSI/AAAAAAAAAec/_pxUZDwWJpo/s400/DSC03177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Ritz Carlton around 6.20+pm and went to the washrooms first. Look at how nice it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;! Bottles for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;handwash&lt;/span&gt;, tissues &amp;amp; towels to dry your hands with and the small floral vase, looks like a hotel room's bathroom. Really feel like a princess, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdhJVMS7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/iOpwtCULzXM/s1600-h/DSC03178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284725143020260274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdhJVMS7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/iOpwtCULzXM/s400/DSC03178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered Greenhouse exactly at 6.30pm and were lead to a corner seat with comfy sofa seats with romantic (low) lighting. Started on the light, small stuffs first like eel salad, seared tuna, crab tart, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;chawanmushi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;foie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;gras&lt;/span&gt;, tofu etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdgyChldI/AAAAAAAAAeM/xmjgWV3qWIY/s1600-h/DSC03179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284725136767948242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdgyChldI/AAAAAAAAAeM/xmjgWV3qWIY/s400/DSC03179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdgplx2eI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_FYWxj4zlM4/s1600-h/DSC03180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284725134499895778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcdgplx2eI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_FYWxj4zlM4/s400/DSC03180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress asked if we wanted drunken prawns and of cos we wanted! The soup was light and did not the strong alcohol taste. The prawns were plump, juicy and fresh! Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drunken Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVccjBBkiGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3JePd6CS-h0/s1600-h/DSC03183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284724075638589538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVccjBBkiGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3JePd6CS-h0/s400/DSC03183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next round was the cold seafood! Cold prawns, mussels, scallops and... oysters! Totally fresh and yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVccir0Lz_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Xkk2FGSStwE/s1600-h/DSC03185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284724069945298930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVccir0Lz_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Xkk2FGSStwE/s400/DSC03185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These oysters were so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcciSC57sI/AAAAAAAAAds/a9qSPZZSs8Y/s1600-h/DSC03187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284724063027719874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcciSC57sI/AAAAAAAAAds/a9qSPZZSs8Y/s400/DSC03187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from our seat outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcciFgpA8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/huheO1koUOU/s1600-h/DSC03190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284724059662779330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcciFgpA8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/huheO1koUOU/s400/DSC03190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Sashimi&lt;/span&gt; which was so-so only, disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcch6dylsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/rMHunXUU1qs/s1600-h/DSC03196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284724056698033858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcch6dylsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/rMHunXUU1qs/s400/DSC03196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crayfish meat was thick and chewy, but I didn't fancy the sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbkVK4W8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/v0E5oijv7Ag/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284722998714588098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbkVK4W8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/v0E5oijv7Ag/s400/DSC03197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not like a single piece of the below, left and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;siap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;siap&lt;/span&gt;" aftertaste on my tongue for quite a while, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;eeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbkI8ZaII/AAAAAAAAAdM/iMt5TTTKJFg/s1600-h/DSC03198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284722995432614018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbkI8ZaII/AAAAAAAAAdM/iMt5TTTKJFg/s400/DSC03198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mussels were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but this round of oysters sucks. Have the fishy taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbjpvgd_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/p8r4jiJj_r8/s1600-h/DSC03199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284722987057051634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbjpvgd_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/p8r4jiJj_r8/s400/DSC03199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's pistachio ice cream and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lychee&lt;/span&gt; sorbet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbjQLEYEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/D3Z_zaseoIM/s1600-h/DSC03201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284722980193329218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbjQLEYEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/D3Z_zaseoIM/s400/DSC03201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;lychee&lt;/span&gt; sorbet~&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbjJk5XYI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7BEv5sObWLc/s1600-h/DSC03203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284722978422611330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcbjJk5XYI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7BEv5sObWLc/s400/DSC03203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vanilla bean ice-cream was creamy and nice but the crepe was very thick and the colour is so weird. Grey colour? So yucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla bean ice-cream with crepe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaGyEYBAI/AAAAAAAAAck/TkZ_AldH0Pk/s1600-h/DSC03206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284721391564227586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaGyEYBAI/AAAAAAAAAck/TkZ_AldH0Pk/s400/DSC03206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed that there were no pics of other cooked food? Nothing caught our fancy at all and were not nice. Damn disappointing loh for this price (Hubby paid $170+ for 2 of us).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We took a walk around the hotel since we were there and took some pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the stairway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaGSJgVQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ze9t0MnRiPA/s1600-h/DSC03208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284721382995809538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaGSJgVQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ze9t0MnRiPA/s400/DSC03208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaF4GY_iI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wKIxoFjBjR8/s1600-h/DSC03210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284721376003423778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaF4GY_iI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wKIxoFjBjR8/s400/DSC03210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The X'mas tree~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaFu0Pl_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/tYpTRbvUjhc/s1600-h/DSC03212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284721373511391218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVcaFu0Pl_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/tYpTRbvUjhc/s400/DSC03212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marina Square to walk around for a while before heading home. Feel so happy and blissful with him, hehe.&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-7881489949927079034?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7881489949927079034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=7881489949927079034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7881489949927079034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/7881489949927079034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/26th-dec08-happy-65yr-anni.html' title='26th Dec&apos;08 - Happy 6.5yr anni!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVceTxF8WOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IrGIX7HVS6w/s72-c/DSC03169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8260986821560352402</id><published>2008-12-25T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T03:15:11.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas Lunch</title><content type='html'>Me &amp;amp; Hubby decided to try out the waffle buffet at The Singpost Centre after watching "Buffet Buffet" on Channel 8. It was cheap at $8.80 per pax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when we reached there, there was a notice that said that there was an additional charge of SGD2.00 for X'mas Eve &amp;amp; X'mas day. Fine then, its just SGD10.80 afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered our 1st round of waffles - 2 durians, apple cinnamon and white choco oreo bites. We decided to add $3 to get a main course also, I ordered crab claw &amp;amp; mix spaghetti and Hubby ordered meatballs spaghetti. The buffet also consisted a item from a list of few types of float and waffle items, I chose the mango float and he orderd the coffee float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was rather small and packed. Our 1st order was served quite fast, to be honest, the durian tasted ok, the aaple cinammon tasted like apple pit and the white choco oreo was normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main courses was served in a while. Hubby's meatball tasted like those frozen ones bought from supermarket and my crab claw was as "big" as my thumb... =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We placed our 2nd round of waffles and after waiting for ages till we finished our mains, nothing was served. Instead 2 other tables which arrived later than us were already served their 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd rounds of waffles. Upon checking with them, they had lost our orders, duhz. We were kindda pissed and full after the waiting. We had to replace our orders which were simply honey, peanut butter, white choco pistachio and hazlnut chocolate. The waffles were too thick and big while the fillings were miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We struggled to finish the waffles and decided to leave after that. Though its not ex, but the service and food was disappointing and I don't think we will return anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVPIaXipWqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/3dDucIb7Qqw/s1600-h/DSC03155.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283793358828564978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVPOEKuLcfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/0vuCnKSXE2Y/s400/DSC03162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVPIaNU8i0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/AUyXbZGEBvE/s1600-h/DSC03159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283787140415392578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVPIaNU8i0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/AUyXbZGEBvE/s400/DSC03159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVPIZNnATUI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2uY1GBh_7jc/s1600-h/Waffle+Factory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283787123311267138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVPIZNnATUI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2uY1GBh_7jc/s400/Waffle+Factory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to Meilin's place to pass her the x'mas pressie and went back to hubby's place. Bumped into Ling at the bus-stop outside Hubby's place and took the bus together. Ling was going to her mum's place which was just 1 bus stop before Hubby's place. Asked her if she wanted to join us for dinner at Kim's Hokkien Mee and she said to let us know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kindda tired thus drift in and out of sleep at Hubby's sleep till 10pm. Called up Ling to confirm dinner and her hubby came to pick us up. We had hokkien mee and sambal kangkong for dinner which was really filling as the mee portion was really big. Somehow the auntie there today was fierce and rude loh, duhz. What's up with the service levels nowadays?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ling and her hubby sent us back and we have made plans to attack Geylang's steamboat this Sunday (to be confirmed)!&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/14345167-8260986821560352402?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8260986821560352402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8260986821560352402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8260986821560352402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8260986821560352402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-lunch.html' title='X&apos;mas Lunch'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVPOEKuLcfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/0vuCnKSXE2Y/s72-c/DSC03162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3172308827105149568</id><published>2008-12-25T01:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:25:18.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry X'mas!</title><content type='html'>Merry X'mas to friends, fellow bloggers and whoever is reading this! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the season to share &amp;amp; give (plus feast &amp;amp; spend, lol)~ This year's Christmas at office seems to be more quiet probably due to a lot of ex-colleagues have left. Bought less gifts this year but more significant/interesting ones. Received some surprises this year as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks babes for the pressies and hope you gals will like my pressies. You know you're loved by me when you receive a pressie from me, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics to share~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Home baked cookies from Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ahYr5GI/AAAAAAAAAbc/TeryeMwVn9s/s1600-h/DSC03112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283415510869599330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ahYr5GI/AAAAAAAAAbc/TeryeMwVn9s/s400/DSC03112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Early X'mas pressies&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZwRdcUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/KJasadvjArY/s1600-h/DSC03114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283415497685954882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZwRdcUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/KJasadvjArY/s400/DSC03114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thks Shawnie, Jocelyn &amp;amp; Evelyn!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZqM10bI/AAAAAAAAAbM/V-cXU3g1uVY/s1600-h/DSC03115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283415496055968178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZqM10bI/AAAAAAAAAbM/V-cXU3g1uVY/s400/DSC03115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby with my X'mas pressie to him&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZVca2fI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HaceUjabnrU/s1600-h/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283415490484165106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZVca2fI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HaceUjabnrU/s400/DSC03123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mont Blanc Keyring&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZD2xQfI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tSa0UYqbqR4/s1600-h/DSC03125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283415485762847218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ZD2xQfI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tSa0UYqbqR4/s400/DSC03125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream phone!!! Thks Hubby, muacks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283417760089410898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ4dcYejVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/YZ6xeV0MVj0/s400/DSC03128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X'mas pressies from colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ01wBNeDI/AAAAAAAAAas/1ytkz6skpP8/s1600-h/DSC03129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283413779630880818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ01wBNeDI/AAAAAAAAAas/1ytkz6skpP8/s400/DSC03129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thks Bernice, Sharon, Cammie, Michelle, Linda, Grace &amp;amp; Bixin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ01t0a6SI/AAAAAAAAAak/7TuA_e42cB0/s1600-h/DSC03130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283413779040364834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ01t0a6SI/AAAAAAAAAak/7TuA_e42cB0/s400/DSC03130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were not having dinner at Tzuen's place this year, Hubby said he'll cook for me, yipee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ01A-KldI/AAAAAAAAAac/dER5NUsYd2M/s1600-h/DSC03133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283413767001642450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ01A-KldI/AAAAAAAAAac/dER5NUsYd2M/s400/DSC03133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, I know its kindda weird to eat this for X'mas but its Hubby's cooking ok! I am so blissful, hehe. *blush blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ00mAG4qI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FvqnKFGRi5s/s1600-h/DSC03146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283413759762031266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ00mAG4qI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FvqnKFGRi5s/s400/DSC03146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, we have finally settled on where to eat for our 6.5yr anni! We are going to ...*drum roll*... Greenhouse @ The Ritz-Carlton! Hehe... It seems not long ago when we celebrated our 6th anni and now 6mths have passed. So gonna be on leave on 26/Dec (Fri), do not disturb! Lol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A piece of good news to share - we got our HLE! Granted a loan of abt slightly over 400K, can start looking for flat liao! Yeah~ *hops around*&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/14345167-3172308827105149568?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3172308827105149568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3172308827105149568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3172308827105149568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3172308827105149568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry X&apos;mas!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SVJ2ahYr5GI/AAAAAAAAAbc/TeryeMwVn9s/s72-c/DSC03112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6820848788421094221</id><published>2008-12-21T03:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:17:36.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>梁靜茹-我是幸福的</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPu59gygVvs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPu59gygVvs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this video on Youtube and its a really sweet song. Love some parts of the lyrics which I have highlighted in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. I really feel the same as the song's title - 我是幸福的. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;黄昏过後 暖暖的晚风中 在小公园里头&lt;br /&gt;眼眶红了 看老公公和老婆婆在散步著 把手牢牢握著&lt;br /&gt;星星亮了 我觉得幸福就是这样的&lt;br /&gt;几十年後 你也变老公公 我当你的柺杖扶著你走&lt;br /&gt;眼睛花了 你老花眼镜就是我 把时间忘了 慢慢走&lt;br /&gt;美丽风景 我为你转播不让你错过&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;能和你牵手 我是幸福的 你就像温柔又顽固的石头&lt;br /&gt;用心盖了座 最美的城堡叫永久 圈住我&lt;br /&gt;不管过再久也会幸福的 我们都走过了动摇的时候&lt;br /&gt;爱已变成树 就算是有风会平息的&lt;br /&gt;被懂我的人爱著 我是幸福的 连沈默都能是交流&lt;br /&gt;你总是能给我比我想的还要多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我爱你 不做你的公主 我要做你的快乐&lt;br /&gt;&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/14345167-6820848788421094221?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6820848788421094221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6820848788421094221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6820848788421094221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6820848788421094221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_21.html' title='梁靜茹-我是幸福的'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4032464903156060974</id><published>2008-12-21T03:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:28:25.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas Dinner Buffet &amp; Lucky Draw</title><content type='html'>We had an early x'mas dinner buffet at our company's carpark as most people will be on leave next week. Buffet started at 5pm with some short speech from HOD(s) and collecting of the "door gift". The door gift was actually a pretty box with Ferrero Rocher chocolates inside. I don't mind cos I absolutely love the chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After everyone had collected their gifts, the buffet started and sad to say, the portions weren't a lot and there wasn't enough to go for 2nd round loh. There were fried rice, veggies, chicken masala, deep fried prawns, lemon fish, samosa and seafood dumplings. I didn't fancy the lemon fish but the other dishes were not too bad. We had sago honeydew as dessert which was quite cooling and nice. There were also chocolate logcakes! Sinfully good with thick chocolate~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 6pm, the lucky draw started. Guess what? Me &amp;amp; Gracie both got $20 NTUC vouchers each! Lol... Better than nothing lah. I always dun genna anything whenever there are lucky draws like this, maybe Luck decided to sayang me that day, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to slogging after the dinner, loads of emails, figures etc to face and slogged my guts out till 9pm. Here's the pics of what I got, hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281954369159478130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SU1Fg4WSu3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/2-pz-dri7Oo/s400/DSC03052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281954366666892498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SU1FgvEA5NI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xfSGHhXo6ZQ/s400/DSC03053.JPG" border="0" /&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/14345167-4032464903156060974?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4032464903156060974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4032464903156060974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4032464903156060974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4032464903156060974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-dinner-buffet-lucky-draw.html' title='X&apos;mas Dinner Buffet &amp; Lucky Draw'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SU1Fg4WSu3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/2-pz-dri7Oo/s72-c/DSC03052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6096510848289288506</id><published>2008-12-21T02:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:09:56.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-celebration of Meilin's B-day - 15th Dec'08</title><content type='html'>Took leave on Monday to accompany Meilin to do her X'mas shopping, movie and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met up ard 2+pm and headed to Wisma for shopping, followed by Taka. I didn't manage to buy anything cos I really had nothing in mind what to buy. After shopping for a while, we headed to The Cathay to watch "The Day The Earth Stood Still". Hubby met us directly and went to collect the tix first. We had booked a couple seat and a single seat, me and Meilin shared the couple seat comfortably and Hubby took the single seat, hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was ok and luckily didn't have a lot of gross/bloody scenes cos the ad on the website said there were disturbing scenes which I'm kindda scared of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie, we went back to Taka for some more shopping. Meilin went Tiffany to look for some items and we browsed from 1st floor to 2nd floor. At the 2nd floor, while Meilin was trying on her necklaces, I saw something! In the display cabinet was a beautiful solitaire ring which was under the category below $3,000. I asked the sales lady how much was it purely out of curiosity and because it was so pretty, the answer was $2,950... Duhz, really less than $3K loh, short of $50 only. I showed Meilin the ring and she found it nice also and asked me to try the ring on. And guess what? It was my ring size and fitted my finger perfectly! OMG~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like freaking tempted for like 15mins to buy it, calculating the installment plan would come up to $245 a mth. But, ultimately I did not buy it lah. Its really too ex and almost $3K can buy us a lot of things for our future home. Getting flat is more important and priority now! Anyway, the ring looks something like this. Of cos the diamond is not as big, it was 0.23 carat. But the 6 claws setting made it look quite big and pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281947441524014626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SU0_No5SfiI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cd86Bi8DofI/s400/DSC03055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Tiffany, we went Swensons for dinner. I had a salmon &amp;amp; mushroom baked rice which wasn't really nice. Hubby ordered ribeye steak to be medium rare which took ages to serve and turned out very cooked. We sent back the order and they served the correct one. Service was really slow and sucky that day, puiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I got my advance X'mas pressies from Meilin, thanks babe! Have yet to open it up cos Hubby says can only open on X'mas. She also got me this cute scrunchie from Taiwan! It has a Mickey Mouse head and its in my fav colour - purple!!! Keke, so ke ai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281947451535081106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SU0_OOMHPpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pqj_w2kZhHc/s400/DSC03051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks so much gal! You really always buy me little pressies when you go on holidays/biz trips, so thoughful and sweet of you. *muacks*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy your holiday ya and your pressie is still with me~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6096510848289288506?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6096510848289288506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6096510848289288506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6096510848289288506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6096510848289288506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/pre-celebration-of-meilins-b-day-15th.html' title='Pre-celebration of Meilin&apos;s B-day - 15th Dec&apos;08'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SU0_No5SfiI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cd86Bi8DofI/s72-c/DSC03055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8633187585353572532</id><published>2008-12-14T10:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:33:07.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8th Dec'08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat Buffet Dinner at Mushroom Pot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8QxkFcZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/O9T2oE7KBJo/s1600-h/DSC03029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279481290809504146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8QxkFcZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/O9T2oE7KBJo/s400/DSC03029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8QYIHoII/AAAAAAAAAZk/T6KXm3IF-84/s1600-h/DSC03030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279481283981320322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8QYIHoII/AAAAAAAAAZk/T6KXm3IF-84/s400/DSC03030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8PyLHgqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zXnssXHAl3E/s1600-h/DSC03031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279481273793348258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8PyLHgqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zXnssXHAl3E/s400/DSC03031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8PgWBupI/AAAAAAAAAZU/DAmpwMOv518/s1600-h/DSC03032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279481269007268498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8PgWBupI/AAAAAAAAAZU/DAmpwMOv518/s400/DSC03032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8PtPA7GI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Tz087i_dAOE/s1600-h/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279481272467516514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8PtPA7GI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Tz087i_dAOE/s400/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6Zzc2OrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XXSiSm-zzwA/s1600-h/DSC03034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279479246911584946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6Zzc2OrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XXSiSm-zzwA/s400/DSC03034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;10th Dec'08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner at Timbre (Mount Sophia).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sex On The Beach - This drink made me feel sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6ZTruw4I/AAAAAAAAAY8/E2Neaod39Uw/s1600-h/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279479238384075650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6ZTruw4I/AAAAAAAAAY8/E2Neaod39Uw/s400/DSC03035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Gracie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6ZJSmRDI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NO6qaW1aMM0/s1600-h/DSC03037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279479235594306610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6ZJSmRDI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NO6qaW1aMM0/s400/DSC03037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;11th Dec'08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jocelyn's B-day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Soup Spoon - Chicken Grumbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6ZKgngJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/LeRy7MD_9CM/s1600-h/DSC03038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279479235921543314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6ZKgngJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/LeRy7MD_9CM/s400/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having tea @ Royal Copenhagen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6YseUiEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kIp2YYuSp8M/s1600-h/DSC03039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279479227858847810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR6YseUiEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kIp2YYuSp8M/s400/DSC03039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;13th Dec'08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner at Tonkichi! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5GJGxASI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Pds8WwQAU_w/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279477809615536418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5GJGxASI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Pds8WwQAU_w/s400/DSC03043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5F397FvI/AAAAAAAAAYU/OU7xjRWsidU/s1600-h/DSC03044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279477805015045874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5F397FvI/AAAAAAAAAYU/OU7xjRWsidU/s400/DSC03044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5FoESpmI/AAAAAAAAAYM/m6taGnpe0bM/s1600-h/DSC03045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279477800746788450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5FoESpmI/AAAAAAAAAYM/m6taGnpe0bM/s400/DSC03045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5FvWe9ZI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pOztm0LBMn4/s1600-h/DSC03046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279477802702140818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5FvWe9ZI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pOztm0LBMn4/s400/DSC03046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5Fb1r_3I/AAAAAAAAAX8/zpdN-fbenLY/s1600-h/DSC03047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279477797464309618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR5Fb1r_3I/AAAAAAAAAX8/zpdN-fbenLY/s400/DSC03047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm kindda lazy to blog the full events at the moment, so shall update again when I feel like it, haha...&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8633187585353572532?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8633187585353572532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8633187585353572532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8633187585353572532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8633187585353572532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/overdue-updates.html' title='Overdue Updates'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/SUR8QxkFcZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/O9T2oE7KBJo/s72-c/DSC03029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4950749279849407738</id><published>2008-12-13T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:25:34.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me...</title><content type='html'>Its been a week, the war is still on. I shall not give in, I shall stand firm, I shall not abide her ridiculous, unreasonable demands. But... I am tired, I am filled up with frustration, sadness and tears. I have been holding back for a whole week, but ultimately it still fell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Hubby I feel trapped, unhappy but yet can't do anything. Anything I do will make it become a extreme situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to her will mean:&lt;br /&gt;- Giving up of this 6.5yrs relationship, losing my happiness &amp;amp; future with him&lt;br /&gt;- Giving her most/all of every cent I earn&lt;br /&gt;- Giving in and listening to all her future demands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebelling against her will mean:&lt;br /&gt;- Leaving this place that was never home to me&lt;br /&gt;- As good as severing ties with this family&lt;br /&gt;- Nonsense, trouble etc brought upon to me, him and maybe even his family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to talk to, to let me cry, to comfort me and tell me everything's gonna be ok though its not gonna be. I need someone to assure me that I'll do fine, tt I'm being right by staying firm, tt I should fight till the end for my own happiness which she doesn't care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Hubby says he and my frens will always be my side and support me. But not seeing him for a few days without his hug and warmth, fighting this war has become so tiresome and lonely. I know he's still sleeping but I feel so down when he hasn't replied to my msn msgs yet. Not wanting to disturb his sleep knowing he doesn't have enough of it, yet wanting his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So contradicting of me... Please... Someone pull me out of this, end all this for me, let me just hide and cry for once... I am tired of being strong, sick of being strong, sick of pretending to smile like I'm doing fine. It hurts, its painful and I don't know how long I can do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Help me please.....&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/14345167-4950749279849407738?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4950749279849407738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4950749279849407738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4950749279849407738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4950749279849407738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/help-me.html' title='Help me...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8991359247028003299</id><published>2008-12-10T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:52:36.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its hurting again</title><content type='html'>She's going mad again. The same stuff all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money given to her is never enough, things bought for her is never over $200 (which is totally not true), things she did for me on her own accord like buying dinner suddenly became I asked her to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cursed me time and again that my r/s will not last, that I will suffer with him, that we will end up in divorce etc. Seriously don't know what kind of mum she is. All she cares about is money, herself and my sis, yet she says I'm selfish, cold-blooded and heartless not caring for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she has now said she will find a job (which she should have done ages ago) and I am to move away from this house after CNY. Fine, whatever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8991359247028003299?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8991359247028003299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8991359247028003299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8991359247028003299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8991359247028003299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-hurting-again.html' title='Its hurting again'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-5664634969300208274</id><published>2008-12-07T13:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:53:39.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cammie's Wedding - 5/Dec &amp; Outing with Meilin - 6/Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5th Dec'08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big day for Cammie &amp;amp; her hubby, James! After 9.5yrs of 爱情长跑, they have finally tied the knot. Feel so happy for them and wishing them a blissful marriage life, 永远相亲相爱，早生贵子。Din manage to use take photos with her using my hp though, hehe. Post it when its ready from the professional photographer bah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on half day leave (not really half day when I could only leave at 2+pm), went home to shower &amp;amp; change and met Hubby around 5pm to go Paragon first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Gucci sale going on, so went to take a look. The only thing that caught my fancy was a wristlet but its too much to pay for a wristlet that I won't have much chance to use. The others were way too ex for me (poor Brenbren).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was still early, we went to sit down and Starbucks for coffee and snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtosuHgq-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/yvo3uez2TDo/s1600-h/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276926505897733090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtosuHgq-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/yvo3uez2TDo/s400/DSC03001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Why my gold &amp;amp; purple eyeshadow cannot see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnxxzMk9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/fngEwpHN2iI/s1600-h/DSC03004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276925493273990098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnxxzMk9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/fngEwpHN2iI/s400/DSC03004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; xiao xiao mei, Bixin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276926500519794754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtosaFT2EI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Q9S1ppY4RHA/s400/DSC03006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet &amp;amp; me&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnx16mkeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/YjdxjWwJ0Hw/s1600-h/DSC03005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276925494378795490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnx16mkeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/YjdxjWwJ0Hw/s400/DSC03005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet, Bren &amp;amp; Bixin&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnxmQTk7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/vw4dX8spu7o/s1600-h/DSC03008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276925490174858162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnxmQTk7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/vw4dX8spu7o/s400/DSC03008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn, Grace &amp;amp; Bren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnxODjhvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/i-jlo19sbsc/s1600-h/DSC03010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276925483678926578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnxODjhvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/i-jlo19sbsc/s400/DSC03010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, me &amp;amp; Hubby got asked the same qns by a few, haha. Thks for the concern ah, but as I said, not up to me to decide leh, hehe. Cammie looked so pretty and her gowns are so chio! Envy, envy, envy~ The food spread was good also and there were more than enough for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were served the prawns, Hubby became a production worker at factory, lol. The bowls of prawns were all ready for him to "unload", process and finished products for each person, hehe. Dinner ended with all of us feeling very full and satisfied. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congrats to Cammie &amp;amp; James once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6th Dec'08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Saturday on day, was a bit tired but still had to drag my feet to work. Michelle &amp;amp; me chatted about quite a lot of things ranging from bf to shopping etc. We took bus and MRT together on the way back also. Meilin had sms me earlier on to asked if I wanna meet up in the evening at Orchard, so I asked Hubby and he was ok with it. Since it was still early, I bought lunch to his place first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After lunch, we watched the pre-recorded programmes which we usually can't see on weekdays. Lazed around a bit before setting out. Was supposed to meet Meilin at the Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's event but she told us it was too crowded and the Q was very long, so we met her at Plaza Singapura instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Hubby on the cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnwUg3XlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/h5omBVfj7BA/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276925468232605266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtnwUg3XlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/h5omBVfj7BA/s400/DSC03019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped around for quite a while and I bought 2 new pairs of footwear plus a x'mas pressie. Time to do my x'mas shopping before the mad rush. The shoe shop was called Image Turn and guess what? I got membership card for it! Haha... 1 more card to my collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had dinner at 新旺香港茶餐厅. We ordered eel porridge, mee sua with luncheon meat &amp;amp; egg, pork chop, fried wantons and chicken wings. For drinks, Hubby had ice grass jelly, Meiling had lychee ice blended and I had ice lychee tea. While waiting for food, I took photos again, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthO6DBJAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/zxC_l77Qz90/s1600-h/DSC03020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276918297122644994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthO6DBJAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/zxC_l77Qz90/s400/DSC03020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen this kind of design for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthOlfcUlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Hr-aC-naI9w/s1600-h/DSC03022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276918291604722258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthOlfcUlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Hr-aC-naI9w/s400/DSC03022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drinks! Ice grass jelly, lychee ice blended and ice lychee drink. Have lychees inside loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthOoI6OAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PKZHDoIECUY/s1600-h/DSC03023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276918292315518978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthOoI6OAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PKZHDoIECUY/s400/DSC03023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthNv-g5rI/AAAAAAAAAWk/T5lTQIT3rlY/s1600-h/DSC03024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276918277239531186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthNv-g5rI/AAAAAAAAAWk/T5lTQIT3rlY/s400/DSC03024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My portion eel porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthNZexyPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0nFgJRtg2V8/s1600-h/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276918271200839922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STthNZexyPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0nFgJRtg2V8/s400/DSC03025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In case you're wondering abt the rest of the food, we were too hungry and forgot all abt taking photos, lol. We shared all the food so that we could have a variety and tried a bit of everything. The mee sua was nice and smooth, the luncheon meat was so good (almost taste like Ma Ling), cripsy on the outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pork chop was not bad, nothing fantastic but still nice. Eel porridge was so unique! The eel is sweet and the porridge is a little salty so it went very well together. First time I'm eating this and I will definitely try again in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good chat, catching up, joking etc. I miss times like this. Its been some time since we met up cos of work, mainly due to my schedule. Mmm, if Charlene was there, it would be more fun also. Miss our “全家人”outings a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We chatted about a lot of topics, from updates of our current life, "the maid" (nick for someone, not real maid), responsibility of a gal &amp;amp; guy if the gal gets preg when they are still teenagers till pre-marital sex etc. Lol... No no, we're not dirty minded or what, more of touched on the religion side of it. Hubby is Christian and Meilin is Buddhist while I'm a free-thinker. So it was really quite interesting from each other's point of view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though things got a little heated when chatting about the guy &amp;amp; gal responsibility. But I suppose that's how true friends are, able to share and talk freely about what we think and feel. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope that we can catch up again some time soon. Ling is coming back on 12th Dec, so probably will arrange to meet up with her and Meilin!&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/14345167-5664634969300208274?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5664634969300208274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=5664634969300208274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5664634969300208274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/5664634969300208274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/cammies-wedding-5dec-outing-with-meilin.html' title='Cammie&apos;s Wedding - 5/Dec &amp; Outing with Meilin - 6/Dec'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sVem-yuZAjc/STtosuHgq-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/yvo3uez2TDo/s72-c/DSC03001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8367910823426575928</id><published>2008-12-04T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:43:19.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>王心凌 - 這就是愛</title><content type='html'>好甜的一首歌。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oy4Mx6hQeGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oy4Mx6hQeGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8367910823426575928?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8367910823426575928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8367910823426575928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8367910823426575928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8367910823426575928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='王心凌 - 這就是愛'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-768357188740378571</id><published>2008-12-03T01:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:36:29.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Sweet  to Share</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A gal fren sent me a email which I felt was so sweet and nice. Thus, decided to share it here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being.&lt;br /&gt;When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate.&lt;br /&gt;I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with your creation.&lt;br /&gt;From one bone, I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life.&lt;br /&gt;I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Around this one bone, I shaped you....... I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.&lt;br /&gt;His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.&lt;br /&gt;The ribcage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Support man as the rib cage supports the body.&lt;br /&gt;You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You are my perfect angel.....You are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Your eyes......don't change them. Your lips, how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form. Your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I've held your heart close to me. Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you; my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You are special because you are an extension of me. Man represents my image, woman my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);" lang="EN-GB"&gt;So man......treat woman well. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;What you do to her, you do to me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In gentle quietness, show your strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I asked Hubby if I was his rib bone? Without any hesitation, he replied "Of cos you are." I felt so touched and blissful. I told him I don't seem to be a good one cos I seem to break his heart sometimes instead of protecting his heart, but he said no, I didn't. He told me that guys have 1 less rib than gals which was something new to me. It also made the above seem more real and nicer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I have decided... I must drink more milk in future and build up the calcium in me so that I have stronger bones to protect his heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/14345167-768357188740378571?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/768357188740378571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=768357188740378571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/768357188740378571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/768357188740378571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-sweet-to-share.html' title='Something Sweet  to Share'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1787727726671775255</id><published>2008-12-03T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:46:42.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain pain pain...</title><content type='html'>I am wounded... Plucking arrows and knives from my back everyday. The old ones go away, some remain but new ones keep stabbing me. I can almost see my blood flowing freely, leaving tracks wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a shelter, somehow, somewhere... I need bullet proof vests and durian shells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, please do not pat me on the back or touch my back. I'm afraid your hands will be smudged with my blood or push in the arrows further in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not as strong as I seem but I am not that fragile as well, I shall lick my wounds and fight the war. Beware and look out for me. A Leo will not admit defeat easily and shall roar because he is the king of the jungle. Hear me roar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1787727726671775255?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1787727726671775255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1787727726671775255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1787727726671775255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1787727726671775255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/pain-pain-pain.html' title='Pain pain pain...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4643782193633837331</id><published>2008-11-26T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:39:19.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 77th Mth Anni!</title><content type='html'>Before the day ends.. Happy 77th Month Anni! 6 years and 5 months liao so fast~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4643782193633837331?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4643782193633837331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4643782193633837331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4643782193633837331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4643782193633837331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-77th-mth-anni.html' title='Happy 77th Mth Anni!'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-1418111278590391264</id><published>2008-11-23T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:07:42.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>I been thinking and was telling Hubby this year didn't seem to be a very good year. Of cos there were happy events especially friends getting married but there were many unpleasant/unhappy/sad things also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of management at work, some lousy ex-colleagues who left shit behind, people leaving the company or asked to leave etc. Losing of close ones though they are probably in a better and happier place without pain now. Bad luck at the recent HDB ballot results, being sick almost every 1-2mths for the entire year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos there are things I cannot do/control to make it better which I try not to ponder too much on. But there were hardly many happy events enough to cover this black cloud. However in this process, I have learned some new things and appreciate some things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned - not to take many things for granted, spend more time and show more concern for family and friends, not to judge people too much and push them away because of the 1st impression, some people are just assholes (not a gd thing though) which I should just ignore and on auto-off mode etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate - someone who cooks for me because I feel like eating it, someone who bothers and remembers to record my fav shows without my asking/reminding, someone who loves me for despite my flaws and all, someone who sayangs me and still strokes my head no matter I am 20 or 26yrs old, someone who hugs me tightly when I cry, someone who taught me and tells me abt his religion despite me not being able to understand and ask loads of why, someone who doesn't try to change me or asks me to convert because I'm a free thinker, someone who holds my hand/protects me, someone who makes the effort to do many small/big things just for me, someone who still never fails to give me surprises after so many years of being together, someone who is not stingy of his "i love u, muacks, huggies" etc. You know who you are... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been a significant year for us both. Things that have happened which might be unhappy events have brought us closer. Our first step into the future - applying for a flat. Mum has finally "recognised" and accepted us as a couple, him as a future son-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know at times with my fiery temper, I come to hate this family. But I also know deep down in my heart, I love them too much which leads to the hatred. I am fortunate in some ways. I might not have a father, but I still have a mother. A healthy mother who takes care of some of the minor things in my life so that I don't have to worry about or take time to do. Who still loves me deep inside in her own way, though she does not show it. Who never gave up on me even though I disappointed her time and again in school or life. I still envy people who have both their mum and dad, but I am not bitter about it. I have come to terms with this ages ago and it is really ok. Pls don't say sorry when you learn that my parents are divorced donkey years ago because it is really alright for me. (Errr, though I know some people are surprised that I didn't turn out the way some people expected me to be, haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, gal frens. You gals light up my life and bring many smiles and laughter into my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, Hubby... Awaiting for good news later in the day regarding the unit. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-1418111278590391264?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1418111278590391264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=1418111278590391264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1418111278590391264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/1418111278590391264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-2940968798034802021</id><published>2008-11-20T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:02:53.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back off</title><content type='html'>I am pissed off. Very, very pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes my medicine out of my bag becos I forgot to take the medicine previously as I was busy with work, so no point for me to take since I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She controls what time I come back and now even what I eat. I ask to eat A for dinner, she buys A plus B plus C plus D. The worst thing? I am so full after eating A, she insists I must eat B becos it is for me and noone in the family will eat it. I must drink C becos she has already buy my share and eat D becos its from a new stall, must try. For goodness sake, I am still sick and you're forcing me to eat all these things. I end up too full and having diarrhea. All those talks about "you're too fat, eat less, lose weight" and you buy me loads of food for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy new eyeshadow that costs me $40+ and she wash in water!!! Arghz... I haven't used it for the first time and upon testing on the same night, my sponge applicator was damp and soaked with water to my horror. Not the first time that this happens. Everything must be washed, cleaned and wiped before it is clean no matter what it is. You can tell her cannot wash, cannot make wet but it will not be of use after 2nd time. The items will still be washed and eventually spoil, rust, fade colour etc. My 1st Guess bag - $100+ and my present to myself, from a pretty glittery pink wask until the "diamonds" drop out and become a light, dirty pink. My 1st Guess wallet, from black become gray, the buckle became rusty and eventually part of the strap came out.  My shoes/heels all washed by her with detergent till it forms bubbles while walking during rainy days and my soles fall apart after like 1mth of wear and she says my shoes are of lousy quality!!! My clothes lose their shape, part of the design, fade in colour after her washing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her numerous times, do not touch my hp or take it away from me. So many times she has just taken my hp from me and placed it in my room without my knowing. Taking it away from me when I am napping and I missed so many calls especially related to work. It is not ok for you to take away my hp especially checking my sms even if you're my mum. These are lines you do not cross at all times. Opening all my letters despite marked private &amp;amp; confidential is not acceptable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghz.... I am so sick and angry that I feel like shouting already. Only reason for me holding back is not wanting to start another war which I have no time and energy at this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-2940968798034802021?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2940968798034802021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=2940968798034802021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2940968798034802021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/2940968798034802021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-off.html' title='Back off'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-102009596710150179</id><published>2008-11-16T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:05:43.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Unloved</title><content type='html'>I am still having flu and slight throat infection. Though I have taken lots of water, hot drinks and medicine, the runny nose and coughing comes back once I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason? Mum and sis refuses to off the aircon and on the fan instead in my room because... Mum does not want my sis to feel hot. Seriously dulan loh. Your elder daughter has to work, cope with shitty people at work, does not get enough/quality sleep and is sick... All you care about is your younger daughter who lazes at home the whole day, never earned a single cent in her whole life and all you're concerned about is whether she is comfy or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was asking my sis if she was sleeping in the same room as me (she sometimes sleep with Mummy) and she said no. So I told her to switch off the aircon and on the fan for me when she's going out of the room. I fell asleep first and woke up in the morning finding out the aircon was still on, of course my flu and cough became worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work coughing and having slight runny nose. Took warm water and Panadol after brekkie and felt better. Michelle gave me a lift to Tampines cos we stay nearby and dropped me at TM cos I was meeting Hubby there. Went for lunch with Hubby at Century Square foodcourt and had a terrible Pepper Lunch - miserable servings and bloody ex. Felt so cheated and we were still hungry. Decided to eat prata and shifted tables and... Saw Yeo and gf there, haha. Was saying bye bye to him not long ago in office when I was leaving, such a coincidence to bump into him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prata, we headed to NTUC to get some toiletries before heading back to Hubby's place. Took plenty of warm water and Panadol again, on the fan instead of aircon and watched TV. Was feeling better when I left his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once home and in my room, all my efforts went down the drain. I had specially informed mum not to on the aircon before I showered, but still the aircon was on when I finished bathing. Damn pissed. Sis happened to walk into the room and I told her to off the aircon and on the fan for me cos it was making me feel uncomfy and sick. She just totally ignored me, sat down on the bed and watched TV enjoying the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghz!!!! I am so f**king pissed off. Don't they care about my health and how I feel? I seriously wonder sometimes if I even belong to this family which I am never top priority and always getting "2nd class" treatment. If it was my sis who was sick, my mum would be so concerned and worried abt her. Giving and doing whatever my sis would ask for as long as she's happy and comfy. At times like this, I feel like crying and wonder why I am so stupid at times to be concerned and worried about them when I am probably not in the top 10 priorities list in their life. I feel sickening foolish and angry with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing? I cannot even show/express my unhappiness and anger to them becos that will cause a storm and war with Mum. Not now, not here please. I am really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sick&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/14345167-102009596710150179?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/102009596710150179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=102009596710150179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/102009596710150179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/102009596710150179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/feeling-unloved.html' title='Feeling Unloved'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-8912759258926457164</id><published>2008-11-15T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:24:55.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>System Down + Something Sweet to share</title><content type='html'>Am down with diarrhea, flu and throat infection. Nose is like a leaking pipe now and its gonna be the weekend, damn sianz. Hope can recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching TV and heard a wedding song. For the fun of it, I went to Youtube and searched some nice, sweet songs. Enjoy~ Especially those have just got married &amp;amp; getting married couples. =) Brings a smile to me, hope it brings a smile to you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刘德华－ 结婚进行曲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7dBZFIBDMPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7dBZFIBDMPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;任贤其 － 你是我老婆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wd4WfnvYrMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wd4WfnvYrMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-8912759258926457164?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8912759258926457164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=8912759258926457164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8912759258926457164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/8912759258926457164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/system-down-something-sweet-to-share.html' title='System Down + Something Sweet to share'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-4423235761554539786</id><published>2008-11-10T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:46:03.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Complaint Letter</title><content type='html'>Though I have complained about certain places' food and service quality/standard before, I have never really gotten down to writing a complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, visit to Tampines Mall's Fish &amp;amp; Co. today really pissed me off that I took photos of the bad food quality as proof and decided to write in and complain. To my dismay, the "contact us" tab on the website only allows you to fill in the form and does not disclose their email address. Kaoz, scared what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still fuming loh, not because of the money spent on this kind of quality/standard but more like this outlet has disappointed me so many times and this time, there were less than 5 tables only in the restaurant. How can they let this happen? What if it was full house? Moreover, they're a reputable restaurant with so many outlets, this should not be the kind of food and service they're offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so called creamy garlic and lemon butter sauce was oily and charred loh. Even the mussels' shells were charred, obviously the fire was too big loh and the butter became oil instead.  When Hubby ordered swordfish collar, we were told it was out of stock which they did not mention earlier. My pasta was undercooked instead of al dente and... noone refilled my ice water despite them clearing our plates often!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghz, less than 5 tables and the service is like that? If full house, I think maybe every dish undercooked or overcooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall wait and see if they reply or not, whatever the reason maybe, it is still unforgivable loh. Hmph. Still, they better give me a good explanation that is satisfactory and convince me to partonise them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-4423235761554539786?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4423235761554539786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=4423235761554539786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4423235761554539786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/4423235761554539786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-complaint-letter.html' title='1st Complaint Letter'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6101088859918724315</id><published>2008-11-09T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:31:35.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>就这样牵着你不放</title><content type='html'>That's the title of the latest Chinese romance novel I'm reading and just completed today. Bascially its about how this guy and gal got to know each other thru online messenger by accident and became 干哥哥 and 干妹妹。But... The "brother" is actually younger than the "sister" by 1 year, pengz. But the because the guy is more mature and street smart than the gal, thus he became the elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gal was torn between 2 guys who were wooing her - 1st guy was the brother's best friend and the other guy is attached with a gf. She feels the 1st guy is a nice guy but does not have feelings for him and though she is more attracted to the 2nd guy, but he is attached. The "brother" tells her that no matter what she decides and who she chooses, he will stand by her and support her though he did warn her about the 2nd guy could hurt her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, they start spending time together when each other is free and the gal had rejected the 1st guy. The guy is still thinking of his ex-gf whom he gave up due to he felt the feelings had changed after they were in different schools and locations. However, he feels kindda guilty and still misses her. The gal developed feelings for him and professed her love to him one day and he was stunned. He held back because he felt that he might be betraying his best friend. But what the gal felt was，it was because he was thinking of his ex which was part of the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy sent the gal back to her hostel and told her to give him some time and she replied [有些事情，不会等人。。。]. He felt his heart aching and when school re-opened the next day, he immediately told his best friend that he liked her and apologised, asking him if he can be with the gal. His fren told him to go ahead and he had no longer had feelings for the gal, telling him to treat her well and to forget his ex-gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy called up his ex-gf to ask how she was doing and the ex-gf told him that she's happy now because she has found the ideal person for her and forgotten about him. She encouraged him to be with the gal and told him to pursue his happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the guy immediately went to look for the gal to profess his feelings for her. Below is the extract which I felt was so touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: 我要拿东西给你。&lt;br /&gt;Gal: 嗯，那东西呢？&lt;br /&gt;Guy: 在我拿这个东西给你前，你愿意拿一个东西跟我换吗？&lt;br /&gt;Gal: 可以跟你换呀，但是你先说你要拿什么东西跟我换。&lt;br /&gt;Guy: 你愿意用你一辈子的幸福来跟我换我想守护你、爱你、疼你一辈子的心吗。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, its so sweet and touching loh. Its almost like a proposal except that he's asking her to be with him and be his gf. Haha, I think I am really such a hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day a guy ever propose (err, I mean think only will have that 1 guy lah hor?) to me like that, I will sure break into tears and say yes! Lol... But doubt so lah, cos that guy's Mandarin kindda cannot make it, haha. He will sure stumble over the words and probably can't read some/most of the characters above. Even if he can, likely to be in English version also. Ok, digressing too much liao, oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share the above story as though its a simple love story but I really like the title and the paragraph that I extracted. 我也想这样牵着你不放。。。 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6101088859918724315?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6101088859918724315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6101088859918724315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6101088859918724315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6101088859918724315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='就这样牵着你不放'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-6389497868374984791</id><published>2008-11-08T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:46:01.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Food, Great Fun = Overload of Fats &amp; Breaking legs</title><content type='html'>Had dinner at Jumbo with colleagues at ECP yesterday night and had yummy food. Sambal kangkong, deer meat, cereal prawns, chilli crab, scallop with yam ring etc. Food was good but service could be better. After the first 2 dishes were served, we waited ages for the next few dishes. Ordered drink was forgotten and ended up they didn't have it anymore. Duhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kindda hot also cos the fan wasn't blowing our direction, haha. First time Bixin ate all the dishes, especially the crab, lol. She said, dun care, have rashes also must eat, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, sent our Japanese colleague to the airport, dropped Bixin at Pasir Ris and Kelly at Tampines. I grabbed a cab from Tampines to St. James for partying, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I am the first one to reach, pengz. Sometimes I wonder if being punctual is a virtue or weak point for me. Thank goodness I didn't have to wait too long before the others arrived. Was feeling kindda lost all on my own cos I am usually with Hubby when going clubbing. Felt so out of place and sua ku, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The queue was not long so we got in pretty quickly without much hassle. There was a live band performing in few sections. Took photos, drank, dance, laughing away most of the time. Had lots of fun, b-day gal kept asking me if I was bored, haha. No worries gal, with you around where will bored? Hehe, Happy Birthday once again anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like on off seh for a while and glad that I did not get any hangover. All in all, I had great fun, laughter and enjoyed myself lots. Reached Hubby's place around 4am, bathed and watched TV till 5am and ordered Mcdonald for supper/breakfast. Slept around 6am and was woken up by sms and calls from 9+am onwards. Hubby complained why my phone always ring on weekends. =x Slept on off till 11+ am and had 2nd round of breakfast - Prata! Haha, so sinful. Continued to watch TV and surf net till 2+pm before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today stayed at home and be a good gal, hehe. Accompanied Mummy and chatted with her about stuff, something I have not done for a long time. Was telling her I had lot of fun last night and trying to perusade her to let me go again sometime, lol. Mummy worries that fights will break out and there might be shady people at these places, but I explained to her and assured her that everything is ok and my frens take good care of me. =) She's slightly assured that I am in safe hands but still doesn't like her daughter to go these places, so jia you bah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-6389497868374984791?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6389497868374984791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=6389497868374984791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6389497868374984791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/6389497868374984791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-food-great-fun-overload-of-fats.html' title='Good Food, Great Fun = Overload of Fats &amp; Breaking legs'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3587409596556014425</id><published>2008-11-07T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:00:32.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q# 5235</title><content type='html'>Absolutely sad, disappointed and discouraged by the ballot results. A colleague of mine got queue #3000+ and a gf got 7105.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, guess we can only get a resale flat from the market or wait till next Apr for the next ballot which I doubt that we will have a chance also. The waiting game is gonna continue again and I am so tired of it. Another 5mths, Hubby will be turning 30 (the next ballot falls on his b-day exactly), we will be together for 6yrs 10mths and I will be 4mths away from turning 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like its gonna be a long, long wait before any wedding bells are gonna ring. Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14345167-3587409596556014425?l=0percentangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3587409596556014425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14345167&amp;postID=3587409596556014425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3587409596556014425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14345167/posts/default/3587409596556014425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0percentangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/q-5235.html' title='Q# 5235'/><author><name>b|uR-gA| &amp;amp; mAdSuSu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10318496936652406761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/77/1945/200/Picture%20(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14345167.post-3388731634105056034</id><published>2008-11-05T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:59:20.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby had his wisdom tooth extracted today by surgery and he's in pain, me so heartpain also. =( Can imagine his pain cos I had mine done few years back. In fact, I need to take out the other one as well which I suppose is fully grown already, jaws and teeth feeling sore and painful sometimes. But can't find/afford to take 5 days MC for now, maybe next year bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sleeping most of the time today after taking medicine, hope he gets some good rest and recover soon. His stitches will only be removed next Tues and for the time being, gotta survive on a liquid diet. Reminded him not to use the side that was operated on and hopefully can go his place these 2 days to check on him. Fortunately he didn't have any fever/headache which I had previously. I think I am just damn suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember he was the one who accompanied me to my surgery then and sent me home. Who saw me in one of my worse state - cheek swollen, unable to control my jaw/speech/saliva when the anesthesia started working. No matter how bad tempered/unreasonable/grumpy I am at times, he gives in to me/pampers me/coax me 80% of the time. =) I was surfing the net and went to kpo at Hubby's Friendster account. Though the profile has been there for ages without any changes, it still brings a smile to my face whenever I read it. An extract from his profile as below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="questions"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span class="q"&gt;Favorite Books:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/gallery.php?ktype=fbooks&amp;amp;kw=1&amp;amp;kword=More%20pics%20and%20less%20words.%20%20Nudity%20would%20help%20a%20little"&gt;More pics and less words.  Nudity would help a little&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span class="q"&gt;Favorite TV Shows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/gallery.php?ktype=ftv&amp;amp;kw=1&amp;amp;kword=Anything%20with%20lots%20of%20food%20and%20gals..%20ermm%20minus%20the%20gals"&gt;Anything with lots of food and gals.. ermm minus the gals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span class="q"&gt;About Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Working hard for the day to say "I take you to be my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The first 2 favourites are so him, he hates reading except for gaming and IT mags. We both love watching food programmes, haha. The best part? Whenever I see those pretty gals with great figures on TV/movies, I always tell Hubby "So pretty hor? Her figure so good, so envy." etc. But Hubby will always tell me, to him I'm the cutest, hehe. *blush* At least he bothers to coax me, wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I read his "About Me", I can't help but feel so touched and blissful. Its like, for a guy to say this in his profile is like a promise and his shoutout says "&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;Working hard to marry my Galgal&lt;/span&gt;", so *~*~*~*~*~*~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.5 hours more to the ballot results and hopefully we can get a good queue number to start our first step into the future. If all turns out well, Gracie will be accompanying me when buying the fridge! 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