<?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-21766165</id><updated>2011-08-18T21:05:16.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelic World of my own</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-1357053814813612628</id><published>2010-11-19T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T00:04:19.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any sad song can just easily make me cry now</title><content type='html'>Am listening to a link hubby saved in the favourite. And my tears just kept flowing and flowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the first day of the close-to-1-year course that hubby is going.  I feel happy for him, yet sad that he will be away for 1 year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not cry at the airport. Coz I didn't literally see him off at the departure area. My FIL and I went off earlier as hubby and his frenz moved off to McDonalds. I cried when I went to bed, sms-ing hubby before his boarding. Its hard on me, but I know, its even harder for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he'll stay thru the entire course and make it through. Hubby, jia you... You can make it. When the going gets tough, the tough gets going... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wiffy and baby will be looking forward to your return. Muackz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFgAJogoPnU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/FFgAJogoPnU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/21766165-1357053814813612628?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/1357053814813612628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=1357053814813612628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1357053814813612628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1357053814813612628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2010/11/any-sad-song-can-just-easily-make-me.html' title='Any sad song can just easily make me cry now'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7090350826014675060</id><published>2010-07-20T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T17:14:56.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuxin's 2nd day in childcare</title><content type='html'>So... the Bedok CC talentplus class was full;&lt;br /&gt;The newly opened echoey environment at Cherie Hearts at Bedok is not very ideal for Yuxin;&lt;br /&gt;The childcare that I prefered - MFC is full and gotta wait till December. &lt;br /&gt;Yuxin is bored at home, walking around, watching and listening to nursery rhymes. &lt;br /&gt;Thus hubby and I decided to put Yuxin at Smartz Playhouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby brought her to register yesterday and started her program on the same day. I think they reached there close to 10am, stayed there for ard 1 hour plus to settle on some registration stuffs. Then went home for her to sleep. Then 2pm, hubby brought her for her 5-in-1 3rd injection, went back to Smartz after that and left Yuxin there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby fetched me from work and we went to fetch her together. When we reached, I saw her standing at the entrance crying coz some parents came to fetch their kids. Poor Yuxin, she must be thinking where is her Papa and Mama. Heard from Ms Koh that Yuxin has been very brave considering that it's her first day. She could play, sing and dance with the other kids and teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is her 2nd day and FIL drove us there this morning. She was clinging on to me and FIL in the center, wanting us to carry her. I think she knows that we're gonna leave her there. The teacher distracted her with a box of toys and we sneaked away. It was heart wrenching. Felt as though I've abandon her there although she's there to learn and play. Sigh... Yuxin, Mama and Papa loves you ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow will be a better day for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7090350826014675060?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7090350826014675060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7090350826014675060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7090350826014675060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7090350826014675060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2010/07/yuxins-2nd-day-in-childcare.html' title='Yuxin&apos;s 2nd day in childcare'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5647637190910949896</id><published>2010-06-21T11:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:02:46.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at The Polliwigs</title><content type='html'>Alright, here to share my trip to &lt;a href="http://www.thepolliwogs.com"&gt;The Polliwigs&lt;/a&gt; which I was mentioning in my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very nice place to bring kids to build their motor skills and run around. They had a cosy corner where there's magazine racks and even an internet corner for parents to relax while the kids have their fun. Rainie was so excited when she saw the 3-tiers colorful playground, she was pointing and nodding her head, can't wait to set her feet into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paid $8 for 2 hours of fun, which hubby and I thought was quite worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rainie's favourite corner. Pardon for the blur pics as I've forgot to bring camera and took it with my hp =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7bgSoVwEI/AAAAAAAABFU/J3E0RKWatdA/s1600/Image0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7bgSoVwEI/AAAAAAAABFU/J3E0RKWatdA/s320/Image0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485062743987175490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's more photo of her enjoying the fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7eyawmntI/AAAAAAAABFk/uEmMcs8Uqzc/s1600/Image0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7eyawmntI/AAAAAAAABFk/uEmMcs8Uqzc/s320/Image0225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485066353941847762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7fY3iEolI/AAAAAAAABF0/y4hk-UyoUA8/s1600/Image0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7fY3iEolI/AAAAAAAABF0/y4hk-UyoUA8/s320/Image0231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485067014500557394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7fT3q3yDI/AAAAAAAABFs/jhFnZXeAbvA/s1600/Image0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7fT3q3yDI/AAAAAAAABFs/jhFnZXeAbvA/s320/Image0230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485066928638117938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainie was all so tired after that. We reached home around 4pm, she fell asleep after having her milk. I had to wake her up at 6.30pm for bath and dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll definitely revisit the place again =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5647637190910949896?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5647637190910949896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5647637190910949896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5647637190910949896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5647637190910949896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2010/06/fun-at-polliwigs.html' title='Fun at The Polliwigs'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/TB7bgSoVwEI/AAAAAAAABFU/J3E0RKWatdA/s72-c/Image0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5484485594234154942</id><published>2010-06-17T14:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:57:06.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been soooooo long</title><content type='html'>Wow, its been so long since I last updated this blog. Well, I've been so lazy to update the blog, especially from Nov to March since hubby was outstationed in Afg. I was all alone to look after Rainie myself at night. I'm glad I had a nice and helpful parents-in-law who had been helping me to look after her during hubby's absence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, little Rainie had started to walk recently ard her 16th months. And I guess its time for her to go attend some playgroup to learn things and social with other kids. She had been notti, mischevious and 古灵精怪... Hubby and I are worried that she might beat the kids in school coz she always slap us for no reason -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, initially I thought of sending her to weekend gym class. And so last Thursday we brought her to My Gym at Parkway for a trial class, and another trial class last Sunday at Gymboree. I personally prefered Gymboree coz I felt it was more lively with more kids. Hubby prefered My Gym as the class was smaller with more facilitators, 5 kids, 3 faciliators versus 13 kids, 1 facilitator at Gymboree. Anyway, after much researching, I realise we can actually bring her to this kinda playgym to build her motor skills at cheaper price at alot of places. Like Polliwigs, Explorerkid, Go-Go-Bambini, etc. . So, now I'm thinking of enrolling her at Julia Gabriel which Sylvia recommended me. I shall bring her to a trial class at Julia Gabriel next month when Rainie turns 18 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also torn between Talentplus and My First Skool at Bedok. Tsk... One is 2 hour program while the other is whole day childcare. But I think most probably will put her in Talentplus coz I really don't bear to let her stay in the childcare the whole day although she could learn more things over there with longer hours.. Sigh... Dilemma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not rant so much over a mummy's woes. Am planning to bring Rainie to Polliwigs to explore this Saturday. I'm so excited coz from their &lt;a href="http://www.thepolliwogs.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, it looks fun and there's a nice and cosy corner for parents too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, will update again (if I'm not lazy) on my trip to Polliwigs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5484485594234154942?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5484485594234154942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5484485594234154942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5484485594234154942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5484485594234154942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-soooooo-long.html' title='Its been soooooo long'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2902221789636497485</id><published>2009-07-31T10:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:18:08.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme tiredness X_X</title><content type='html'>I'm so super tired. Its been such a long time since I last sleep through the night. Not having enough sleep everyday. I feel like I'm wasting very fast. Feeling like my "battery" level is reaching the thin red line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, Yuxin kept waking up every 2 hour. Yesterday night, she woke up at 11.30pm fussing again. I was already super tired from the night before's torment. I latched her on, and placed her on bed as usual, thinking that she had fallen asleep. But she was so unsettled and started her fuss again. I latched her again, then placed her in yaolan this time thinking it might help her settle down since I am so super tired to coax her. But she kept fussing and crying. And then I took her off yaolan and tried rocking her to sleep. But she kept struggling as I carried her. This continued for 1 hour and she was still not asleep yet. I was so tired and frustrated. Hubby was outside with his campmates, I called him, no one picked up. I redialled and redialled, I think more than 10 times and when he finally picked up the phone, I wanted so much to tell him I was so super tired trying to make baby sleep. But instead I asked him what time he'll be coming back, baby is notti, only to get a reply "I'm coming back soon". Soon? How soon? Half and hour? One hour? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried after I hanged up. Frustrated and tired. I cried to Yuxin, asked her to sleep as mummy is tired. She looked at me in the dark, as if understanding me, I carried her in my arms on the bed and she finally fell asleep at around 1am. Hubby was back in time... after all the ordeal... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing quite a bit of online purchase. Online shopping seem to be a way of helping me destress. It somehow helped me not think of the tiredness in me, keep me awake in office and keep my spirit high while looking for good and useful buys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently ordered an ergo carrier that many mummies raved about, despite that I have a Bjorn carrier. Total damage $177.50 including a sucking pad. Hubby will be away for a very long time in a few months' time, so I thought it will be better if I get a good carrier so I can bring Yuxin out alone and not get backache or shoulder ache when he's not around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of him not around for 4 months makes me doubly sian. Now I try to do everything myself so I'll get used to it when he's not around. Cleaning and washing up the toys during weekend, coaxing baby to sleep, etc. So I don't really mind when I'm busy with the cleaning, washing and coaxing while he's playing his online games. Sometimes when he offered to help on cleaning, I'll reject or rather him to play with Yuxin instead. He won't be around in another few months' time, won't have much time to bond with Yuxin and I'll be doing these myself anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... All I want for birthday is sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2902221789636497485?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2902221789636497485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2902221789636497485' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2902221789636497485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2902221789636497485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2009/07/extreme-tiredness-xx.html' title='Extreme tiredness X_X'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2170127177888329376</id><published>2009-03-16T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:57:59.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 2 month</title><content type='html'>Time flies, my baby is 2 month old already. And I'll be going back to work next month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda grown attached to the baby; seeing her smiling at me when I talk to her and her 可怜兮兮 look when she want somebody to carry her. She never fail to put a smile on my face everyday though she makes me angry at times with her nuisance crying, as I dunno what she wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am kinda sad that she failed her hearing test on the right ear. Gotta do a detailed test next month to see what's exactly the problem =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of her in 喜怒哀乐 look though her 哀 is not really very sad look la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/Sb3b67CtcjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cGW3KOsrzwg/s320/xinuaile.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2170127177888329376?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2170127177888329376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2170127177888329376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2170127177888329376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2170127177888329376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-baby-is-2-month.html' title='My baby is 2 month'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/Sb3b67CtcjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cGW3KOsrzwg/s72-c/xinuaile.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2175575278973271409</id><published>2009-02-25T14:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:26:43.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I last log in. Been busy busy busy, tiring tiring tiring after I've gave birth on 14-Jan to my baby girl, Rainie; we prefer to call her by her chinese name, 雨芯 . Here's a sweet little pic of her at 6th week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SaTtDTqGqDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DMeAgK1AjBI/s320/P1010439.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for cesarean on 14-Jan coz Rainie was in breech position. I woke up at 4.30am to bath before going to the hospital since we're supposed to reach there around 6am. I was pushed to the operating theatre around 7.15am, waited outside the theatre for I think around 20mins. I felt calm and excited at the same time coz I'll be able to see my baby soon. Around 7.45am, I was pushed into the operating theatre. They started to put me on drip, insert catheter, administer epidural, draw a "curtain" in front of my chest to block the butchery view from me, and finally, asked hubby into the theatre. Everything was bearable except for the side effect of the epidural coz I was shivering like crazy. A few minutes after the anesthetician administered the epidural, I started to shiver. Hubby thought I was nervous when he sat beside me coz I was shivering very hard as I held hubby's hand. After alot of shivering and teeth clattering, I heard a loud "woo-ehh... woo-ehh...", baby is out! Shortly, hubby carried the baby to my chest, I was still shivering like mad, but was glad that baby is finally out and looks so lovely. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did confinement at my mum's house. Confinement was a torture coz I was only allowed to bath with herbs occassinally. The confinement food and longan red-date tea somehow made me kept perspiring. I couldnt get used to it and my head was so damn itchy. Fan was also a no-no coz wind will go into our body. I was down with a fever due to engorgement, lucky hubby was always there for me, helping me massage my breast with hot towel. Thank you hubby for being so understanding, supportive and always being there for me; helping, comforting and reassuring me. I'm glad that you're with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and me had to bring baby for blood test every 3 to 5 days due to jaundice. It finally went down to a low level after we gave her formula milk coz it was diagnose as milk jaundice. Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood had been tiring but fulfiling. Tiring coz I have to express out the milk every few hourly and look after the attention-demanding baby. But seeing her growing up everyday and looking at her cute little face always bring a smile on me. All the tiredness are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta log off now. Baby's feeding time. I'ver created a multiply account for my dear daughter http://rainieteo.multiply.com. Have a look at it if you're interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2175575278973271409?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2175575278973271409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2175575278973271409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2175575278973271409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2175575278973271409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SaTtDTqGqDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DMeAgK1AjBI/s72-c/P1010439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5540009705513214130</id><published>2008-12-02T08:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:19:45.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food poisoning T_T</title><content type='html'>Kenna food poisoning on Sunday night. Guess its the prata I ate that made me so sick. Didn't sleep the whole night on Sunday as the regular tummy ache was killing me. I thought I could ta han and tried to sleep, but the pain just became so acute that I was crouching, sitting up in bed. In the end, I woke my parents-in-law at 4am and drove to TMC as I was worried that its contraction. I vomitted before leaving the house to TMC and could see the yellow/orange colour curry sauce liquid ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached TMC, was put on CTG for 1 hour to monitor if there's contraction, luckily there wasn't. Was given some diarrhoea and gastric pills. Vomitted in car again on the way back, luckily I brought plastic bag along. Was already 6am by the time we reached home. Super tired T_T, didn't sleep the whole night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt slightly better yesterday though the gastric pain is there on and off, but at least the pain is not so bad as the night before. Totally had no appetite to eat. Tried to eat mee-tai-bak in the morning so that the little one in me can have something to "eat" as well, and it took me more than half an hour to finish a small bowl of it T_T Went to my gynea in the afternoon and was given 3 days MC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to sleep in the afternoon after I came back from the clinic around 4pm plus as I didnt had a wink the night before. Woke up at around 7 plus and ate the fish porridge that mum-in-law cooked, I bite on a piece of fish that stink so much that it made me wanna puke. Indeed, in the end, I vomitted out all the porridge before I can finish it. I guess the fish stinko is too much for me. And my mum-in-law kept saying "don't drink so much water la" as she saw me vomitting when its her porridge that made me puke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum-in-law had alot of wierd reasoning. Like when she saw me drinking water, she'll ask me not to drink so much water. But I'm just drinking a few cups of water as I was feeling so dehydrated from all the vomitting and diarrhoea. Then when she kept seeing that I'm sitting down and resting in bed, she'll keep coming into the room and ask me to walk around. "Dun keep sitting down la, walk around, baby must walk around then better..." Duh... It's not as if I've been sitting down like that for the whole year through. I just wanna rest since I didn't have enough sleep and my stomach wasn't feeling good. It really drives my nerves sometimes. And this morning at 8 plus, she opened the door and came into the room, asked me for breakfast, go down for a walk, told me not to keep lying in bed, baby must walk around. Duh... I finally managed to have a good night's sleep and just woke up when I heard her opening the door. Kinda pissed off as she made me sound like a lazing pig. And I told her I'll go have a walk myself later. Grr... Really dunno what's wrong with her. I thought people normally will ask sick person to rest well for early recovery, but she kept asking me to walk again and again and again and again that it sounds so irritating. Can't she just let the poor mummy to fully recover first before I bring her grandchild to walk again? Think I'll be going to the library or stay out of house the whole day later since I'm feeling better. If not she'll ask me to walk around again if she catches me sitting down watching TV. Sigh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry now. Gonna make milo liao... Sigh... Can't wait for hubby to be back. Miss him so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5540009705513214130?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5540009705513214130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5540009705513214130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5540009705513214130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5540009705513214130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-poisoning-tt.html' title='Food poisoning T_T'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-4502444351248842282</id><published>2008-11-25T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:03:17.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room alone (with the baby in me)</title><content type='html'>Sianz... Hubby's gone to Holland and will be back only on Hari Raya. Sigh, miss him so much. Its ard 2 to 5 degrees over there, hope his nose don't give him too much trouble. Take care of yourself hubby... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people around me are preparing for their wedding. Juehui's one will be in Jan, I think her progress is going well, Shufang preparing for her ROM as well. Just attended Dion's wedding on Sunday, gonna attend Joscelyn's wedding on 13-Dec. Phew... all the red bombs dropping in... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering what are the stuffs I have to buy for my coming baby. It's Dec, so expect to have sales coming up everywhere. Good time to buy the remaining stuffs which I've not bought yet. Let me think... towel, cotton wools, rocker, baby bath... I think there's still a list, but I just can't think of what are the things I left out. Hmm... There's JL sale at expo till 8-Dec, probably will go over and see see look look this Sat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in 31 weeks' pregnancy and I can see my belly button protruding out liao. My colleague says this is a good time to give it a good wash. Ya, true... coz all the while its protruding in and "gao guek" (dirt) accumulates quite easily. Now that its protruding out, can wash easier. Geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for my bath liao, yawnz... &lt;br /&gt;Miss ya, hubby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-4502444351248842282?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/4502444351248842282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=4502444351248842282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4502444351248842282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4502444351248842282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/11/room-alone-with-baby-in-me.html' title='Room alone (with the baby in me)'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5316494931665074221</id><published>2008-11-04T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:25:57.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiply</title><content type='html'>Its been a super duper long time since I last log in to &lt;a href="http://wfion.multiply.com" target=_blank&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; until Juehui asked me to sign up for one so that she can show me her wedding and evening gowns that she had tried on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, when I went into my multiply website, I realised that the last update were the photos taken during 2005 x'mas celebration at Marina Square. Wow, its been almost 3 years... Gonna do some update on multiply and upload some new photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browsing at the photos I uploaded in my multiply last time make me feel so aged T_T Sighz, I looked so youthful and sweet (don't puke) during those days. Now... Sighz... *shake head* Hope I will return to original state before pregnany after giving birth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just past the 2nd trimester mark. Baby was 1.1kg at around 28 weeks when I went for review on Saturday. Around 12 more weeks to go. Kam-ba-de !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5316494931665074221?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5316494931665074221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5316494931665074221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5316494931665074221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5316494931665074221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/11/multiply.html' title='Multiply'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-4647083056727790474</id><published>2008-10-24T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:16:38.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby in me</title><content type='html'>Here's a pic of the baby in me during week 25 taken last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised I've got some stretchmarks on my tummy few days back despite that I have been faithfully applying moisturiser every day T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3 more months to go. Kam-ba-de !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SQFK7fpGUeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mBV32z5zklk/s320/pp.JPG" border="0"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-4647083056727790474?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/4647083056727790474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=4647083056727790474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4647083056727790474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4647083056727790474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-in-me.html' title='Baby in me'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SQFK7fpGUeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mBV32z5zklk/s72-c/pp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7894285949416733377</id><published>2008-10-07T19:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:23:30.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English</title><content type='html'>Had some tops that are bought from Taiwan. And I realised that their English really cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SOtDSP6HTAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T7bQhPpjd40/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the vocab error for the top above? In case you don't see it, it reads "MACHINE WASH GOLD NEEDED". Well, guess I need gold bar instead of soap bar to wash this top. Anyone nice enough to donate a gold bar to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SOtEojEY0HI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mKzn3hfy_hM/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this spelling error. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a ridicule that some Taiwan artist were laughing at our English when theirs is no better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7894285949416733377?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7894285949416733377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7894285949416733377' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7894285949416733377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7894285949416733377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/10/english.html' title='English'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SOtDSP6HTAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T7bQhPpjd40/s72-c/DSC00260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-338260420926080159</id><published>2008-09-22T10:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:44:36.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation gap</title><content type='html'>Was at my mum's house yesterday when my bro pick out some LD movies from the cupboard to bring home to watch. And so my bro took out the piece of LD from the cover to check for scratches when my niece commented "Wah... Big big CD..." -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, nowadays everyone are into DVDs and the LD era is already over. No wonder my niece is so amused over the giant CD -____-|||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-338260420926080159?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/338260420926080159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=338260420926080159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/338260420926080159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/338260420926080159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/09/generation-gap.html' title='Generation gap'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3648369428905258597</id><published>2008-09-19T12:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:57:43.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tainted milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking+News/Singapore/Story/STIStory_280019.html" TARGET="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; More checks on China products&lt;br /&gt;19 brands on shelves here being tested for melamine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sep 18, 2008&lt;br /&gt;From The Straits Time by Tessa Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE'S Agri-Food and Veterinary Authority (AVA) has expanded its checks on milk and dairy products from China for melamine contamination. &lt;br /&gt;The AVA said there are 19 dairy and milk products from China sold here. Among them are well-known products such as Magnum, Meiji and Walls ice cream, Rabbit milk candy, and Monmilk and Yili milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng Niu Group, which produces Monmilk, and the Yili Group have been implicated in the scandal in China. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no China-produced infant formula or milk powder available on shelves in Singapore; however manufacturers here do use un-branded milk powder and other dairy products made in China, the AVA said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When contacted about this, Singapore Food Manufacturers' Association president Allan Tan said it would find out more details from AVA before deciding on a course of action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He added that if needed, the association may send out a circular advising members to be wary of ingredients sourced from China. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AVA has already advised retailers to yank a China-made dairy product from shelves - Yili's Natural Choice Yogurt Flavoured Ice Bar with Real Fruit - as a sample of it here was found by the AVA to be tainted with melamine - the chemical found in the tainted infant formula in China. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/ahh.gif" border="0"&gt; Oh man... I drank this Monmilk chocolate milk many months back. *Gulps* 6 small packets of it *Gulps* &lt;br /&gt;Hope my kidneys are ok... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SNNGL5mCa-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/IGv589NCXjo/s200/Naite_milk_of_Fragrant_Coffee_flavor.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3648369428905258597?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3648369428905258597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3648369428905258597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3648369428905258597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3648369428905258597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-checks-on-china-products-19-brands.html' title='Tainted milk'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SNNGL5mCa-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/IGv589NCXjo/s72-c/Naite_milk_of_Fragrant_Coffee_flavor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2910119395911471555</id><published>2008-09-17T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:33:25.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian names to avoid</title><content type='html'>Some names to avoid when you're choosing a christian name for yourself or your child. &lt;br /&gt;Find some of the names quite hilarious. I like Carmen Teng best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann Zhang =&gt; Dirty (Mandarin) &lt;br /&gt;Ann Chin =&gt; Keep Quiet (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Faye Chen =&gt; Dusty (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Carl Cheng =&gt; Buttock (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Carmen Teng =&gt; Leg hair long (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Connie Mah =&gt; Call your mother (Cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;Corrine Tai =&gt; Poor fellow (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Danny See =&gt; Squeeze you to death (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Henry Mah =&gt; Hate your mum (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Tan =&gt; I'm stupid (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Jane Tan =&gt; Frying eggs (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Leow =&gt; You are dead (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Leslie Tong =&gt; Rubbish Bin (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Macy Koh =&gt; Never die before (Cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;Monica Cheng =&gt; Touching your buttocks (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Nelson Tan =&gt; Bird laying eggs (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Paul Chan =&gt; Bankrupt (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Pete Tsai =&gt; Nose droppings (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Rosie Teng =&gt; Screws and nails (Hokkien) &lt;br /&gt;Suzie Leow =&gt; Lose till death (Hokkien)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2910119395911471555?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2910119395911471555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2910119395911471555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2910119395911471555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2910119395911471555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/09/christian-names-to-avoid-when-naming.html' title='Christian names to avoid'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-117908215507286163</id><published>2008-09-17T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:54:21.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazed &amp; amused</title><content type='html'>I felt so amazed last time, as I touched other preggy mum's tummy when she tell me to feel the baby's kicking. Its doubly amazing and amusing when the baby is kicking, punching and turning inside your own tummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was doing my facial and the little one kept doing his gong fu inside my tummy. On one hand, my face was twitching in pain as the beautician squeezed my clogged pores. On the other hand, I felt kinda ticklish in my tummy as the baby kept kicking  真是哭笑不得 T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for detailed scan next Thursday. Extremely looking forward to it coz I read that you can actually see the baby's face more clearly as compared to the normal scan. Hopefully baby is cooperative. The last scan at my gynea's clinic, I talked to baby before we went to the clinic to ask her to open her legs big big so that we can see the gender. The baby did opened her legs, but, sigh... showing us from her bottom. -_-|||  Maybe my instructions given not clear enough...   And the gynea says could be a girl. Think the detailed scan next week will more or less confirm the gender =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-117908215507286163?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/117908215507286163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=117908215507286163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/117908215507286163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/117908215507286163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-felt-so-amazed-last-time-as-i-touched.html' title='Amazed &amp; amused'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6737000159837058895</id><published>2008-09-04T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:03:38.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with nuisance bank calls</title><content type='html'>Its really a nuisance when banks call you up as and when to promote their bank services which you have zero interest in them.&lt;br /&gt;This is how I deal with such nuisance call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banker : Hi, is this Wong XX (my name)?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yes&lt;br /&gt;Banker : Hi Ms Wong, I'm calling from YYY bank and would like to share with you our new credit line service that our bank is currently offering...&lt;br /&gt;Me : (before letting him continue further) Err... sorry, I'm busy at the moment, can you call me back later?&lt;br /&gt;Banker : (usually...) Oh, can I call you later in the evening say 5pm?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yes, sure... bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will never call back and those who really call backs will only get to listen to my lovely voice message greetings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a colleague, very power response. She will say "Hi, oh, I'm very rich, rich enough, and I don't need all such services. Thanks huh..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've overheard another colleague who response with agitation. "I'm not interested! This is not the first time I receive calls from your bank! Can you update your list that I'm not interested in whatever services you all are offering and stop calling my handphone?!" Poor banker, just wanna do his job but kenna scolded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe such tele-salesperson must have met 1001 kinds of rejection. I do sympathise them as they're just fulfiling their task. So, the next time a banker or tele-sales calls you up, maybe just find a nice way to turn them down or a creative way to response to them and make their day; like the first colleague which I mentioned above =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6737000159837058895?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6737000159837058895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6737000159837058895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6737000159837058895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6737000159837058895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-deal-with-nuisance-bank-calls.html' title='Dealing with nuisance bank calls'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3777856163751984827</id><published>2008-08-22T10:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:18:39.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dua li ji</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to mee...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to mee-eee...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to meeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely colleagues celebrated my birthday for me the day before. I've now got $160 shopping vouchers for me to do my shopping! Yeah! Time to get new shoes (my comfy shoe has a hole now =S ), new bra (its getting tight =S ) and new clothes. =D Thanks all my colleagues for the birthday contribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday morning I received a pleasant surprise from hubby. A bouquet of flowers and Levi's watch! Was reading some emails in office when Zhenxiong came along with an uncle saying that he's here to pass me something. I was so caught by surprise and so touched when I read the card. Thank you hubby for the thoughtfulness. Love ya lots !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SK4qsl_ADBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ATFzBFpj8uM/s400/DSC002581.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, went to this restaurant called "Samba steakhouse" at Katong for dinner. It'ss buffet style of roasted meats. Pork la, chicken la, beef la, lamb la... Was very full after that meal. Thanks hubby for everything yesterday. Muackz !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight going to mum's house to eat mee sua coz its my lunar calender birthday today. Happy to me again. Heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all my friends for your birthday wishes too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3777856163751984827?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3777856163751984827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3777856163751984827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3777856163751984827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3777856163751984827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-dua-li-ji.html' title='My dua li ji'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SK4qsl_ADBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ATFzBFpj8uM/s72-c/DSC002581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3725590146529725210</id><published>2008-08-13T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:02:58.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tap-tap</title><content type='html'>I can feel some quickening and gentle tapping in my lower abdomen for the past few days. Wondering if its stomach rumbling/gas or baby's movement? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap-tap, is that you little one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 16 weeks currently, they say 2nd trimester is the honeymoon period during pregnancy. Indeed, I didnt felt as tired as before. Looking forward to the next gynea visit. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3725590146529725210?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3725590146529725210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3725590146529725210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3725590146529725210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3725590146529725210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/08/tap-tap.html' title='Tap-tap'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-1330034018677670853</id><published>2008-08-12T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:23:19.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferrero</title><content type='html'>Have seen someone mentioning about Ferrero Rouche dark chocolate in the blog quite some time back. And I finally get to taste it recently !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SKFELjUWbYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QuyKNadcol8/s400/img0436su4.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bitterly sweet. The top coat was covered with tiny chocolate bits and is kinda crunchy when you bite it. I don't really know how to appreciate dark chocolate though I'm a chocolate lover and it leaves a bitter aftertaste in my mouth after finishing one. Well... I still prefer the original version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do give it a try, especially if you like dark chocolate. Its available in 7-11, selling at 3 for $2.50.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-1330034018677670853?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/1330034018677670853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=1330034018677670853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1330034018677670853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1330034018677670853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/08/ferrero.html' title='Ferrero'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SKFELjUWbYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QuyKNadcol8/s72-c/img0436su4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7812184059549027279</id><published>2008-07-24T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:38:00.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimples, pimples</title><content type='html'>Pimples, pimples on the &lt;strike&gt;wall&lt;/strike&gt; face... which is the biggest of them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo hoo... first its forehead, now is chin... and my itchy fingers like to scratch them coz sometimes they feel itchy. Argh... Applying axe oil on my chin pimples so it feels minty cool and I won't go and touch it. I like axe oil. I use it for almost anything and everything. Ya, even on my pimples especially when they itch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Friday. Finally, Friday is coming! Think weekend is gonna be a nua-ing day again. Zzz... Suddenly feel like eating BBQ food. Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7812184059549027279?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7812184059549027279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7812184059549027279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7812184059549027279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7812184059549027279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/07/pimples-pimples.html' title='Pimples, pimples'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6452188688145096174</id><published>2008-07-21T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:29:56.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tired day</title><content type='html'>Monday... Zzz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lethargic day. Wierd, I thought I should be more energetic at this stage, but it was totally the opposite. I'm still not having very good appetite and I'm having zits popping out on my forehead. Grrr... clipping up my irritating, fraying, making-my-face-itch fringe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to my appointment on 2-Aug *Smiles and waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6452188688145096174?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6452188688145096174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6452188688145096174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6452188688145096174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6452188688145096174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-tired-day.html' title='Another tired day'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6794528185007533875</id><published>2008-07-18T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:48:01.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme tiredness</title><content type='html'>Feeling extremely tired today. Having slight headache. Don't feel like working or doing anything. I wanna go home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to have a dinner gathering with my colleagues and ex-colleagues who had left the company this evening. Sigh, me in such a state, I think I better go home rest early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Kee's birthday this Sunday, and CCHB gathering as well. Don't think I will go to the class gathering. Nowadays, by evening time, I get very tired and sleepy. Think its just normal, afterall, I need alot of rest at this stage. Somemore they're meeting at Dauby Ghaut, when I thought of having to squeeze and walk in crowds, it makes me doubly sianz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel that Kee and me is getting more and more distant. Perhaps now we seldom meet or chat. Even in MSN, she'll only appear offline. Selective chatting. Or perhaps she only talks to him, afterall, love conquers all *shrugz* Just glad that she's deeply in love now. I'm hopeful that this relationship will blossom. Hope that she's keeping in touch constantly with other frenz though she seldom contacts me. Afterall, family and frenz will never walk out of you, but boyfriend juz comes and go.  Ugly facts of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm, 2.5 more hours to go before I can knock off work. Zzz... Dozing off at my workdesk -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6794528185007533875?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6794528185007533875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6794528185007533875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6794528185007533875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6794528185007533875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/07/extreme-tiredness.html' title='Extreme tiredness'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-1563200064682509763</id><published>2008-07-07T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:17:43.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long waited Monday</title><content type='html'>Been long since last  blogged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monday that I had been looking forward to is finally here. Excited and curious. &lt;br /&gt;I hope everything will be well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-1563200064682509763?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/1563200064682509763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=1563200064682509763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1563200064682509763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1563200064682509763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-waited-monday.html' title='Long waited Monday'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8335063708720699793</id><published>2008-05-24T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T11:57:05.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Alright, back from Bangkok last Saturday. It was raining everyday. Rain, rain, rain... If its not raining, it was super hot and sunny. Went to lotsa day, night and weekend markets. Jatuchak, Silom, Pratunum, Suan Lam, Chinatown, etc, etc... Was kinda tiring as there's a lot of shopping and walking. Didn't bought alot of stuffs. 5 t-shirts, 4 tops, 4 berms, 1 gaucho pants, 2 bags for myself, 2 pairs of slipper, 1 pair of flat, 1 belt and some snacks. Not alot as compared to the other 2 couple of friends who we went together =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, David Cook won this season's American Idol! Yeah!!! I like him the best among all the contestants. I was extremely awed and impressed when he sang "Always Be my Baby" during the top 7. It was so awesome and so well sang, I love his version as compared to Maria Carey's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rM4Ct-64PGk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rM4Ct-64PGk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go David Cook !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8335063708720699793?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8335063708720699793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8335063708720699793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8335063708720699793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8335063708720699793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6176736356966599722</id><published>2008-04-26T12:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:49.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy fishy...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder... The fish food is so much bigger than the fish's mouth and the fish's teeth is so small, plus the water current that cause the food to float around... Wouldn't it be difficult to eat? How long will they need to take to feel full? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SBK1hFv0eII/AAAAAAAAAE4/uAy4CgXIdlo/s320/fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6176736356966599722?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6176736356966599722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6176736356966599722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6176736356966599722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6176736356966599722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/04/fishy-fishy.html' title='Fishy fishy...'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SBK1hFv0eII/AAAAAAAAAE4/uAy4CgXIdlo/s72-c/fish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-4051225736092243843</id><published>2008-04-19T23:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:49.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New hairstyle</title><content type='html'>Met Fang, Yun and Wen for ktv this noon. After the ktv, shopped a while at marina and city link with Wen and went home around 4.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what came to me, probably getting sick of my boring straight hair, I went to have my hair permed after that. And so as I sat on the chair while the hair stylist put on the curls on my hair, applied some strong chemical which pungent almost choked me, wrapped a towel below my hair and ears, and put on a black cap on my head before pulling over the hair heater over my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SAoac8aJ6aI/AAAAAAAAAEA/S2ZUXyUhxIk/s320/nun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked kinda hilarious and told the hairdresser that I looked like a nun. You see, with the black hairdressing sheet in front of my body, towel around my neck, and the long black cap on my head, I resembled exactly like the nun in Sister Act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SAocMcaJ6bI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pxtVoxvbUfI/s320/sa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time I permed my hair, but somehow, my hair look a mess. And the hairdresser blow and style the hair till it looked like pong-sai-gao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, perfer this new hairstyle as compared to the boring straight hair, makes my face smaller as well. Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SAohDcaJ6gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2lC9JYyF7Qg/s400/new.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-4051225736092243843?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/4051225736092243843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=4051225736092243843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4051225736092243843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4051225736092243843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-hairstyle.html' title='New hairstyle'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/SAoac8aJ6aI/AAAAAAAAAEA/S2ZUXyUhxIk/s72-c/nun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7956819580018599823</id><published>2008-04-18T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:54:41.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utterly regretful bus trip</title><content type='html'>Juehui and I are sick of having to squeeze into the train every night after our boxing session. So we decided to take the bus yesterday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited at the bus stop, some bus are quite full, so we decided to wait for another bus since there's alot of bus going to Bedok. And so we waited for around 5 to 10 mins and started to give up the idea of taking bus. As we were turning back to head for the MRT, bus# 7 came. So I shouted to Juehui and we boarded the bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then along the way, we became utterly regretful of taking the bus. We started to think of the possbilities if we had taken train instead. You know, we might have reached Bedok, almost reaching our house, finished bathing, ready for late dinner. Then we started to grumble that we still need to wait for the hair to dry... It was close to 11pm then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole bus ride became a whining session coz we could have reached Bedok in less than 15 minutes train ride while the bus waiting and travelling time took more than half an hour. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We swear that we will never take bus from there to Bedok again next time. @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7956819580018599823?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7956819580018599823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7956819580018599823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7956819580018599823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7956819580018599823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/04/utterly-regretful-bus-trip.html' title='Utterly regretful bus trip'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8620592275317589950</id><published>2008-04-14T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:50:04.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurry blurry...</title><content type='html'>This morning, as usual, woke up, brush teeth, wash up, bath, put on my clothes, put on my contact lens... wait... how come my right vision is blur after I put on the lens? I took out the contact lens, went to the fridge and took out the eyewash solution. Washed my right eye... washed my left eye... put on the lens again and its still not clear. Anyway, was running late to work, so decided to change a new pair of contact lens to solve eveything, but it still doesn't help. So decided to let it be and rushed out of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my office workdesk and the blurry vision is irritating me, I can't concentrate on what I was doing. Went to bedok interchange during lunch time to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the optometry, I passed my glasses to the optician to check the degree&lt;br /&gt;Optician : &lt;em&gt;OK, please place your chin here (the usual machine that checks the eyes' degree) and let me check your eye sight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few seconds later...&lt;br /&gt;Optician : &lt;em&gt;What's the degree of your contact lens that you're wearing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blury  me : &lt;em&gt;Ermm... 100 left, 200 right...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optician : &lt;em&gt;Could you have wear the lenses wrongly? Coz the degree for your glasses is 100 right, 200 left. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blury me : &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/drop13.gif" border="0" /&gt; (Pengz...)&lt;em&gt; Errr... OK, I try to change the other way round, if there's anything, I'll come back again.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Zoommmm... Faster left the shop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to office, tried to interchange the right and left lens and ta dah! its so much clearly now. Diaoz... Blury me... And this is not the first time... &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/damnit.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8620592275317589950?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8620592275317589950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8620592275317589950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8620592275317589950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8620592275317589950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/04/blurry-blurry.html' title='Blurry blurry...'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5644240585420365393</id><published>2008-04-02T14:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:24:57.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Box, box... boxing!</title><content type='html'>Aiyo... my shoulder is aching. My back is aching too. And my knees, they're aching also... Aiyo... the boxing lesson at Kadir boxing school yesterday after my stopping of kickboxing and body-sculpting class for 2 months almost killed me... -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the running part coz my running sucks. We're required to run one big round outside PA. Halfway through it, I already ai-see-ai-wa... started to become out of breathe and gos-tan run back to the school. Lucky hubby is beside me "entertaining" me as we run. Gee... Skipping is the easiest stunt for me coz last time I always skip ma. Then the circuit training almost killed my knee. Anyway, my knee-cap hasn't been very good la, so expected to feel the ache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I reached office, I told JH "my shoulders are aching..." She say its like that one la, coz of the boxing motion. Ya hor... The boxing motion... Took quite some time to get it right as the instructor came to guide us. "Open your legs wider...", "punch straight...", "twist your hip...", "arms dun open so wide..."...... Bleah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so sleepy now... Yawn... Hubby going overseas again in one week's time. Boo hoo... Looking forward to our Bangkok trip in May... 1 more month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5644240585420365393?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5644240585420365393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5644240585420365393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5644240585420365393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5644240585420365393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/04/boxing-motion-giving-me-shoulder-act.html' title='Box, box... boxing!'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8714453875500165274</id><published>2008-03-31T11:24:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:51.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another crazy ktv night</title><content type='html'>It was yet another super duper crazy night last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Partyworld at Orchard. It was a "JJ-concert cum farewell session" for Amanda who will be leaving HGST this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Joey performed her 爱不怕 despite that she just recovered from her sore throat. Thumbs up for her 卖力的演出 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R_CT6_7On6I/AAAAAAAAADI/JZ2R8re3DuA/s320/DSC04214s.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's also special "highlights" from others where they are asked to perform &lt;em&gt;involuntarily&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine almost "chua sai" when YX pulled her out to perform 阿雅's chua-bing song. Coz we don't expect the "performers" to sing only, but also dance together with the song. And Joey was standing beside them demonstrating how to do the dance. Wahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R_CWs_7On7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UhOrFG2CoKs/s320/chuasai.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"红豆! 大红豆! 芋头! ㄘㄨㄚ╝ ㄘㄨㄚ╝ㄘㄨㄚ╝ 你要加什么料... " Find this song a bit "sam-baht" -_-||| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we enjoyed ourselves as we clap and use sand-pong-pong (dunno what it's called) and the other also dunno call what props to heighten the performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R_CXA_7On8I/AAAAAAAAADY/X9cKFa-2dQw/s320/DSC04211s.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang lotsa other oldies, super-chee-na, hokkien and cantonese songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R_CdHP7On9I/AAAAAAAAADg/WxPvQIMvi4M/s320/fengyang.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the whole session with "Auld Lang Syne" and a big toast to Amanda for her future endeavour. The whole scene was so heartwarming and touching; we sang and sway to the song with our arms interlocked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R_CqGf7On_I/AAAAAAAAADw/JDaMjWdCxAI/s320/DSC04228s.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the ktv around 11.45pm. And all of us were like so tired when we reached office the next day @_@ Anyway, this ktv session is definitely better and more fun than the previous one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeros~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R_Cr2P7OoAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZL8xR-gDFXg/s320/DSC04232s.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8714453875500165274?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8714453875500165274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8714453875500165274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8714453875500165274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8714453875500165274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-crazy-ktv-night.html' title='Another crazy ktv night'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R_CT6_7On6I/AAAAAAAAADI/JZ2R8re3DuA/s72-c/DSC04214s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-4621361596434295845</id><published>2008-03-26T16:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:50:55.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I suddenly realised that I had been blogging for 8 years. Wow... 8 years... Wow wow... 8 years... wow wow wow... And I realised my English has become more and more lousy as compared to the past where I can fe-li-feh-leh with close to perfect English =( Now I suddenly seem to have limited verbs, adjectives, etc... Hmm... Think I better borrow some story books and brush up my English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Juehui and Shufang for dinner yesterday evening. And surprise, surprise... Orbit-aka-Zhiyong had proposed to Shufang. Cool... Dun see his nick orbit orbit, orbiang orbiang... he's actually quite romantic after hearing Shufang narrate at how he proposed. Congrats fang... Its not an empty waiting... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo... lotsa friends and colleagues getting married soon. Just attended Wendy's on Saturday. Dion is getting married in November, Joscelyn December, Juehui February... Wow... Hole in the pocket... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going to KTV with my bunch of colleagues. The previous ktv session that we went, my jaw almost dropped to the floor when I saw Joey singing and dancing to 草蜢的爱不怕 in front of all of us like a superstar. But I expected something interesting la coz my colleagues organised the ktv session with the email subject "JJ concert". Wahaha... It was then that I understood why... Then with Joey's shirt unbutton (inside got wear another shirt la...), si buay wu style... Then sing and dance like ki-dang like that.  Wah lau... See her like si-boon, si-boon in office, actually can get so high and crazy. Then they still bought lightsticks, scream and shout, si buay char... really like attending a concert. Bengz... But was very fun... Afterall most of us are around the same age, work hard and play hard ma. Haha...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I learnt another new gimmick from my cute and bubbly nephew. One Sunday when me and hubby was having lunch at my parent's house, my nephew came out from the toilet and later sang "Transformer... No money to buy..." Si buay cute... Wahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby returning Singapore tomorrow morning le... Yeah ! Miss him so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-4621361596434295845?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/4621361596434295845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=4621361596434295845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4621361596434295845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4621361596434295845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2250077544194117983</id><published>2008-03-22T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:51.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bug visitor</title><content type='html'>Anyone know what bug is this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R-Uk4_7On1I/AAAAAAAAACg/kpy2xFLSqUg/s320/bug.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always see this bug flying around in my room. And I will know when they're here coz I can literally hear their wings (I guess they have hard wings) hitting on the cupboard or wall as they fly. Eeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2250077544194117983?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2250077544194117983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2250077544194117983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2250077544194117983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2250077544194117983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/03/bug-visitor.html' title='Bug visitor'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R-Uk4_7On1I/AAAAAAAAACg/kpy2xFLSqUg/s72-c/bug.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3460503861087428584</id><published>2008-03-21T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:53:32.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>家家有本难念的经</title><content type='html'>Today is a complaint session. A complain and taking-off-the-heart talk with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hear my mum complaining about dad. But today, its dad complaining about mum. And I suddenly realise how dad had been so accomodating, suddenly  realise that everything doesn't seem to be as bad as what mum had been complaining. And when I hear my dad's side of story, somehow I felt heartache and felt like crying. I controlled my tears like fuck, trying not to let the tears roll down. And my repect for dad deepens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suddenly felt so sad that I always have this bad misconception about dad. And I suddenly lost my appetite. And I suddenly realised I haven't eaten any meal for the whole day. And... Sigh... 家家有本难念的经...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, I suddenly wonder if I really want to bring a life to this world and go through all these life's agony... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... miss hubby so much... sobz... 6 more days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3460503861087428584?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3460503861087428584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3460503861087428584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3460503861087428584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3460503861087428584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_21.html' title='家家有本难念的经'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7856934499132764061</id><published>2008-03-05T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:45:16.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out for him</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.talkingcock.com/html/images/stories/selamatspotter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7856934499132764061?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7856934499132764061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7856934499132764061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7856934499132764061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7856934499132764061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-out-for-him.html' title='Look out for him'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3043040390196501686</id><published>2008-02-13T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:42:46.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vasculitis</title><content type='html'>Went CGH for review for my tai-goh skin yesterday. And the verdict is that I've got &lt;a href="http://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/407580_print"&gt;vasculitis&lt;/a&gt;. In short, my blood is inflamed. Cause, unknown. Doc says my other organs are not affected and seems like the condition is better now coz the redness has gone down. Good news. But now  the patchy scar makes my legs look like cow skin. =(  *moo...* Well, I'm still itching as and when, here and there... *scatch, scratch*  But its definitely better than the past 2 weeks where I see my leg full of red patches *ga-ling-zhun*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY over le, so fast... time flies... Now preparing for Valentine's Day liao. Selling feather roses, anyone interested feel free to contact me. Went Pei's house to wrap the flowers yesterday, reached home around 2am. With the effect of yesterday night's  medicine plus this morning's medicine, I'm super duper drowsy now. Mary was teaching me her customer account stuffs coz she'll be going on maternity soon and I was like half asleep, forcing my eyes to open and ears to listen. Halfway through I felt like I was sleeping though my eyes are open. 最高境界... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3043040390196501686?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3043040390196501686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3043040390196501686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3043040390196501686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3043040390196501686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/02/vasculitis.html' title='Vasculitis'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5939707850724662278</id><published>2008-02-05T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:51.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edison's scandal - What a big mistake</title><content type='html'>Edison's &lt;a href="http://www.xin.sg/article.php?article=14418" target="_blank"&gt;scandalous news&lt;/a&gt; are seen on newspapers everyday. OMG, what a big mistake he had made. Dumb ass, causing scandalous photos with celebs like Cecilia Cheung and Gillian Chung to be leaked out. Dunno how the gals are gonna bury their face. In the first place, dunno why the gals allow him to take those photos. Think there'll be more news about this coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R6f7aCsOjhI/AAAAAAAAACA/sW7-pw9Paow/s1600-h/edison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163371922621107730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R6f7aCsOjhI/AAAAAAAAACA/sW7-pw9Paow/s320/edison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's back! Yeah ! So happy to be able to see him and hug him. And it's 2 more days to CNY! Tomorrow's CNY eve but my company don't have half day, only release at probably 3pm. WTF. My family is having reunion lunch lor. Why can't the management think for people like me and mummies who need to prepare the dinner. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wishing every happy chinese new year, gong xi fa cai. HUAT AH !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5939707850724662278?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5939707850724662278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5939707850724662278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5939707850724662278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5939707850724662278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/02/edisons-scandal-what-big-mistake.html' title='Edison&apos;s scandal - What a big mistake'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R6f7aCsOjhI/AAAAAAAAACA/sW7-pw9Paow/s72-c/edison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-4276353998478864808</id><published>2008-02-02T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:51.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks hubby</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the lovely sunny sunflowers hubby. Like it very much. &lt;br /&gt;I'll get well soon. Miss you lots, waiting for your return. Muackz !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R6R8wCsOjgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eW5AzmmHoEA/s320/HHB23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162388237671370242" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-4276353998478864808?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/4276353998478864808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=4276353998478864808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4276353998478864808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/4276353998478864808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/02/thanks-hubby.html' title='Thanks hubby'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R6R8wCsOjgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eW5AzmmHoEA/s72-c/HHB23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8624186538106833419</id><published>2008-01-28T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:51.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It ain't getting any better</title><content type='html'>Sigh, now my front thigh have rashes also le... Sigh... I wonder when my skin will stop "growing" new rashes. Sigh... Sad... Hubby, “你不在，当我最需要爱，你却不在..." Sobz, sobz... Faster come back, wiffy waiting for your return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my chocolate nail has dropped off. Here's a pic of my finger with that piece of chocolate nail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R5y5DSsOjfI/AAAAAAAAABw/GBQ2arTyLTs/s320/bf.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160202739267833330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks to chinese new year, hope my skin can faster recover. Sobz sobz, miss hubby, miss mummy... ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8624186538106833419?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8624186538106833419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8624186538106833419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8624186538106833419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8624186538106833419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-aint-getting-better.html' title='It ain&apos;t getting any better'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R5y5DSsOjfI/AAAAAAAAABw/GBQ2arTyLTs/s72-c/bf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3944489456000406294</id><published>2008-01-21T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T11:21:49.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly legs =(</title><content type='html'>My legs... They're so ugly... Boo hoo... Full of eczema scars... When can I have a good night sleep? Its been long since I can sleep the whole night through without waking up in the middle of the night. Sigh... The itch seems to take a very long time to go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is off to Thailand this morning le. Will be room alone for the next 2 weeks. I'm already missing him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips are feeling so dry. Think I ate too much seaweed for the past few days =p Can even see the seaweed when I shit. Haa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3944489456000406294?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3944489456000406294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3944489456000406294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3944489456000406294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3944489456000406294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/01/ugly-legs.html' title='Ugly legs =('/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2584262213916205591</id><published>2008-01-14T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:49:19.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH....</title><content type='html'>Its been one week, and my eczema is not showing any improvement. OMG, help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now my hand has it and its spreading towards my thigh. Boo hoo... So itchy, 我不想活了!!! Boo hoo hoo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2584262213916205591?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2584262213916205591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2584262213916205591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2584262213916205591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2584262213916205591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahhh.html' title='AHHH....'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8674503440697206660</id><published>2008-01-11T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:34:25.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh... its driving me crazy</title><content type='html'>The itch is driving me crazy. Arghh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when my eczema will recover. I keep having to tolerate the damn itchy skin throughout the 24hours, even in my sleep. I wake up every 1 hour at night, trying to find a comfortable position that won't irritate the skin and make it itchier. There's a tick in my medi that says "This drug cause drowsiness. If affected, do not drive or operate machinery." Apparently, it has zero effect on me coz I don't feel any bit of drowsiness. I guess the itch has overpowered the drug. Boo hoo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just don't feel like going out coz I can only wear shorts so that my skin won't be irritated and I don't wish to go around scaring people with that patch of tai-goh skin behind my knee. Even I myself feel disgusted when I see my skin =( So I'll be working from home this week and next till the condition stables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob... what a start for new year. Immune system, attack those eczema !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8674503440697206660?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8674503440697206660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8674503440697206660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8674503440697206660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8674503440697206660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2008/01/argh-its-driving-me-crazy.html' title='Argh... its driving me crazy'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6863354767619434501</id><published>2007-12-31T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:52.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming Year 2008 - Huat ah !</title><content type='html'>Today is eve of new year le. Hao kuai ah... This Dec is the busiest I had in my whole life. Mang dao... *pengz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently feel that my breathing not very shun. Sometimes can feel my chest like tio choke, got twice I had severe pain around the bra-line near the chest. And I had to take very light and short breath to ease the pain. Maybe I got heart problem? Maybe my time is up soon? Choy choy... Should have a full body checkup next year. The last time I had a full body check up was 2 years back liao. Been having alot of pessimistic imaginations for the past few days. Insufficient-sleep=Hallucination=Wild-imaginations? *shrugz* Plucking in to my earphone and listening to my favourite mp3 songs everyday in office nowadays. De-stress? Perhaps. Unknown stress again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy for Kee that she found a new bf. Hope this one will treat her better and take good care of her. 永浴爱河哦!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, life is such a routine cycle. When you are single, people will ask, 几时要找个归宿？ Then when you finally 在万林之中找到那根草, people will ask 几时要结婚？ And then when you finally get married, people will start to ask 几时要生孩子？ Alas, after you got your 1st child, people will start to ask you 几时要再生？ Now every time I meet my friends, confirm plus chop, without fail 几时要生孩子 is one of the conversation line. Duh... Next topic please... We're not ready for a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little finger has healed. But now it looks like its stained with chocolate coz the blood clot has turned brown. -_-||| See the picture below, know what I mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R3sybJ4dxUI/AAAAAAAAABY/lEkX2wnTUIc/s200/nail.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150766040918902082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, congrats Nelly for her big day on 29-Dec. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R3szFZ4dxWI/AAAAAAAAABo/kTgOUNpR9HA/s320/nelly.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150766766768375138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope 2008 will be a good year. HUAT AH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6863354767619434501?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6863354767619434501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6863354767619434501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6863354767619434501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6863354767619434501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcoming-year-2008-huat-ah.html' title='Welcoming Year 2008 - Huat ah !'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/R3sybJ4dxUI/AAAAAAAAABY/lEkX2wnTUIc/s72-c/nail.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3465486956279304345</id><published>2007-12-05T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T10:59:08.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Dec</title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy... Having a bazaar outside Orchard Cineleisure till x'mas eve. Gotta go down after work during some weekday, its tiring initially, but seems like I'm getting accustomed to it. Guess its just mind over body. Hubby is more tired than me coz he goes down every weekdays. Poor thing... Jia you hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be room alone next weekend coz Hubby travelling overseas. Think will go niang jia to sleep since its nearer to Orchard. Miss mum also... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what's wrong with my teeth, the molar teeth on my left side feels "wierd". Time to visit the dentist. Perhaps next weekend morning before I go Orchard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for x'mas to come, then Hubby and I can have a good rest. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3465486956279304345?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3465486956279304345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3465486956279304345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3465486956279304345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3465486956279304345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-dec.html' title='Busy Dec'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2314521224224250526</id><published>2007-11-02T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:40:57.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor finger</title><content type='html'>My poor little finger is healing... Healing... But needs a super long time to get healed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention how I injuried my finger? Last Sunday hubby and I were leaving the chalet and he suddenly realised his cashcard didnt have enough money for the carpark gantry. So we alighted the van to go to get the cashcard topped up. And si buay suay, I dunno how I placed my hand and I shut the van door and I see my little finger being clamped by the door. Then I "Ah!" very loud and faster open the door then see blood dripping out from my nail. Boo hoo... That's how I injuried my poor little finger. Though only the right little finger is injuried, but I feel like my whole right hand is handicapped. Having difficulty writing, washing my face, taking things out from my bag... My writings now looks like my 5-year-old niece's hand-writing T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby working night shift these few days. Room alone again. Sigh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepavali coming next Thursay. Yeah... And 54 more days to X'mas. Time flies man...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, prior to this entry, we found our Egypt album. Its at my mum's place =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2314521224224250526?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2314521224224250526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2314521224224250526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2314521224224250526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2314521224224250526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/11/poor-finger.html' title='Poor finger'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8262675002797171881</id><published>2007-10-22T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:31:47.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>Keep having things gone missing at home recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was my hardcopy of the inventory list. Now is our Egypt honeymoon photo album! Sigh... Just don't understand how it went missing and where we put it. Photos gone missing nevermind, can re-develop. What saddens me are all our entrance tickets and air tickets which I put together in the album. Sigh... So sad... Gone is part of our "sovenirs" from Egypt. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8262675002797171881?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8262675002797171881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8262675002797171881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8262675002797171881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8262675002797171881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/10/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3907391573342209224</id><published>2007-10-19T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:34:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo-hoo~ Its Friday!</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with Imeem? Nowadays, listening to music on Imeem just makes me feel like pulling my hair. Argh... The downloading is like dio-tad, dio-tad like that. After loading 50% it don't seem to continue and the stupid status bar is like being blocked by something and just dont proceed. Grr... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find &lt;em&gt;Facebook &lt;/em&gt;complicating. I don't really know what are the purpose and how to use for many of the applications. Maybe I can't be bothered to explore *shrugz* I think Friendster is enough for me to cope, manage and maintain. *Shrugz again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3907391573342209224?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3907391573342209224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3907391573342209224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3907391573342209224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3907391573342209224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/10/woo-hoo-its-friday.html' title='Woo-hoo~ Its Friday!'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7194127834878434186</id><published>2007-10-16T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T17:47:00.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaming</title><content type='html'>Had completed &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://get.games.yahoo.com/proddesc?gamekey=teddy" target=_blank&gt;Teddy Factory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the day before. Think its a game thats relatively simple and suitable for kids on colour and parts coordination. Just that your fingers must move very fast on the mouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://get.games.yahoo.com/proddesc;_ylt=AtP5K6YoDtOzLWzIrWM3oChKPAt4?gamekey=cakemania" target=_blank&gt;Cake Mania &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Finally get to play the full version of it coz previously played on the trial version and its really frustrating to see the pop out screen "Thank you for playing, if you would like to play the full version, you may download it for only $xx.xx" when I'm starting to get so engrossed and addicted to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of getting a PSP slim. Hiak hiak... Maybe see if the price will drop further at the end of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7194127834878434186?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7194127834878434186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7194127834878434186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7194127834878434186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7194127834878434186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/10/gaming.html' title='Gaming'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2268620576322358567</id><published>2007-10-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:36:02.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely night</title><content type='html'>Just finished tabulating the stock for our keychain. Was watching &lt;em&gt;America's Next Top Model &lt;/em&gt; as I was doing the spreadsheet. Sianz... Hubby is having out-field training tonight. Room-alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hubby... I miss mummy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2268620576322358567?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2268620576322358567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2268620576322358567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2268620576322358567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2268620576322358567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/10/lonely-night.html' title='Lonely night'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7602525755946910795</id><published>2007-10-03T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:18:52.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super duper dead tired</title><content type='html'>Been dozing off on my workdesk in office these few days. Had been sleeping very late every night recently. Ivy and I always take turns to MSN each other "very sleepy leh" everyday and find some topics to chat to keep ourselves awake T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct is an extremely busy month. There isn't much time for me and hubby to rest. Working, going bazaar, sorting out the goods... Very tiring. Hope all our hard work will pay off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7602525755946910795?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7602525755946910795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7602525755946910795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7602525755946910795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7602525755946910795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/10/super-duper-dead-tired.html' title='Super duper dead tired'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-500994983473199321</id><published>2007-10-03T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:00:44.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my mum</title><content type='html'>Recent Sunday. Was in the car when my hp rings. "Home" floats out on the hp screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hello&lt;br /&gt;Niece : 姑姑！ 你在哪里?&lt;br /&gt;Me : 我在外面， why leh?&lt;br /&gt;Niece : 你几点过来？&lt;br /&gt;Me : 我要来了，做么leh?&lt;br /&gt;Niece : Ah-ma 想你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a short conversation, but touches my heart deeply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back, I dreamt that I hugged my mum. It was a funny and wierd but warmth feeling. Think I miss my mum too much. Haa... My mum is an angel, sometimes I think she's like pu(2) sa(4), coz she's got a very big heart, unselfish, always putting others before herself, treats everyone, even animal very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mummy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-500994983473199321?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/500994983473199321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=500994983473199321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/500994983473199321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/500994983473199321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-my-mum.html' title='I love my mum'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-222752429589092932</id><published>2007-09-26T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:55:52.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mooncake Festival</title><content type='html'>Sianz, sianz, sianz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Juehui on MSN. On her boss and the cleaner auntie. There's just so many weird people around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Mooncake Festival. Taiwan have 3 days holiday, Korea also have 3 days holiday. Why Singapore don't have holiday?! It's a multi racial country, yet our holiday is so much lesser than other countries. Hmpf... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the office air-con. Sometimes its very cold, sometimes its not. So I'm like wearing my jacket this moment and taking it off the next. Then maybe an hour or so later, I'm putting the jacket on again. Fashion show.... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-222752429589092932?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/222752429589092932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=222752429589092932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/222752429589092932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/222752429589092932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/09/sianz-sianz-sianz.html' title='Happy Mooncake Festival'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2421302430835460599</id><published>2007-09-19T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:53:52.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise machine?</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Thought of getting an exercise machine to tone my thighs and calves. Can use the capitalmall vouchers to pay some of the amount. I hate my heavy bottoms! Make me look so unproportionate =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had done some web search and is considering either of the 2 machines below, one is the stepper and the other is the Leg Magic. Joyce used Leg Magic before, says its not bad and is not din-deh (as in occupy big space). Maybe will go down AIBI one day to test out the machines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/RvCjNx1O0pI/AAAAAAAAABA/JO5dMypKlGY/s1600-h/leg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/RvCjNx1O0pI/AAAAAAAAABA/JO5dMypKlGY/s320/leg.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111765034175746706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2421302430835460599?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2421302430835460599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2421302430835460599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2421302430835460599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2421302430835460599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/09/exercise-machine.html' title='Exercise machine?'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncj0qQu1m2s/RvCjNx1O0pI/AAAAAAAAABA/JO5dMypKlGY/s72-c/leg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-34634931838370232</id><published>2007-09-18T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T17:48:22.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloaty</title><content type='html'>Arghh... Feeling so bloated. Like a lot of shit, air and other waste in my stomach =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooncake festival coming soon. Yea yea, bought 3 boxes of mooncake yesterday. One for my parents, one for in-laws (actually its for myself also, but coz we're living together, so you know...) and another one for Hubby's ah-ma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Raffles Hotel came down to sell their mooncakes at our tearoom-aka-canteen yesterday. Everyone was like having hoo-haa about how nice the Snow-Skin Mooncake with Champagne Truffle &amp; Ganache from Raffles Hotel was. So I bought a box of that and a box of Snow-Skin Mooncake with Dark Chocolate Crunchy Pearl. Well, I find the Champagne Truffle &amp; Ganache OK only leh. I actually like the Dark Chocolate Crunchy Pearl more lor, coz cruncy crunchy one... taste good. Yummy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was on superbus# 51 to go my mum's home. It was packed like sardine and this stupid Bungladesh-look-alike guy that was standing behind me was adjusting the aircon. Its not that kinda round aircon above the seats that we can rotate and adjust de lor. Its those bar-kind which I don't think can adjust lor. Then ta ma de the black dust all fall on me. Shit man. I thought how come my hand suddenly so ticklish, then I saw black black thing on my hand and look up and saw a hand. Then I turn my head back and that kam-gong guy still can smile at me lor. Wah lau, I gin him lor. That aircon how can adjust one. See also know liao, the whole plastic long bar is fixed one leh. Wah piang... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's another time also on the superbus. There's this guy, I think his eyes itchy or what la... He was preparing to alight, but the bus hasnt reach the stop yet, then he climbed up one step of the stairs that leads to the 2nd deck and put his eyes near the aircon to blow. Biang eh... Ya la... the aircon was blasting and very cold la, but no need so kua zhang ba... blow the eyes with the aircon? I think more dust goes into the eyes lor... -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, enough crap le... Log off liao. Bye bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-34634931838370232?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/34634931838370232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=34634931838370232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/34634931838370232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/34634931838370232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/09/bloaty.html' title='Bloaty'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6777212287417399097</id><published>2007-09-10T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:58:43.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy... Weekend over already</title><content type='html'>Sigh... Weekend is gone again T_T&lt;br /&gt;And hell, today is Monday X_X&lt;br /&gt;Super sianz... Boring day at work. Real bored... Nothing much to do. Yawnz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went studio recording yesterday for Vicky's bridal MTV sample. Qik-zhar-buay-zha voice havent open go do recording liao. Biang... I sang like shit but hubby sang marvellously well (he's pro lor). Anyway, was a fun experience. Went mum's place for lunch after that as usual. Sunday = Family day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I always like to disturb my niece and nephew and see their reaction. I've got a very chirpy 3-year-old nephew and I'm always amazed by his little gimmicks. The last time out of the blue, he blurted "Five bucks? No way!", its the LJS commercial which I never even watched before lor. But hearing him saying that verse is si-bay-gey-yan and cute. Yesterday my dad was hugging him and I bet my dad's hair must be kinda messy or looks wierd, my nephew looked at his hair and asked innocently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah-gong, 谁comb你的hair的?"&lt;br /&gt;My dad, amused by the question : "Huh? Ermm... 小朋友 lor"&lt;br /&gt;Me, trying to disturb my nephew again: "Why? Ah-gong's hair not nice ah? Ah-gong handsome or not?"&lt;br /&gt;My nephew shakes his head and mumbled "no". *Faints* Kids are so truthful. Wanna ask for any truthful and simple opinion, maybe can try asking the kids. Geez... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby also like to disturb my nephew by saying he's wearing panties whenever my little nephew is out from toilet. Then my nephew will be like very ji-dong and reply "NO!!! Not panties, its UNDERWEAR!!!" Clever huh? Kids, they really can brighten up your day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... so sianz... its only 10.46am now. 7 more hours to off work. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Didnt tidy up the room last week coz was at Kembangan flea market on Saturday. Well, I make it a point to clean up and tidy up the room every weekends coz weekdays usually reach home quite late. Maybe try to reach home earlier tonight to do some tidy up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, getting back to work. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6777212287417399097?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6777212287417399097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6777212287417399097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6777212287417399097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6777212287417399097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-busy-weekend-over-again.html' title='Busy busy... Weekend over already'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-604492439726714176</id><published>2007-08-28T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:49:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to realistic</title><content type='html'>Wow, its been 1 month since I last updated. Aug is a travelling month, went Egypt from 4-Aug to 15-Aug, came back and went Guangzhou from 18-Aug to 21-Aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egypt was a super relaxing and magnificiently majestic trip. Our tour group only have hubby and me. Haa... So its like we have a personal tour guide and driver. &lt;img border="0" src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/icon_biggrin.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 days on the Nile cruise is really "relaxing". There's nothing much to do on the cruise, the only leisure facility available is a pathetically small pool. TV programs are mostly in arabic languages and the signal is so poor that when they start to sail you only see black and white dots and moving lines with "SSSssss...." sounds &lt;img border="0" src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/soreeye.png"&gt; So basically the main activities on the cruise are sleep and eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took all sorts of transport during this honeymoon trip - air, sea, land, rail. You name it, we got it. Aeroplane la, car la, coach, train, cruise, motor boat, sailing boat, horse carriage, camel ride and hot air balloon! Yea, yea... happening right... we went on hot air ballon the very next morning when we reach Luxor! We get to see them setting up the hot air balloon when we reach there. The balloon ride was hot and fun. Get to see sunrise on the hot air balloon and very nice scenary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit alot of Egypt temples and ancient ruins during our stay there. The most memorable one would be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abu_Simbel"&gt;Abul Simbel&lt;/a&gt;. Coz they literally cut out the huge stone temple and move it 200m away from the river that is always flooding and reconstruct it. And I tell you, the temple is not like the kind we see in Singapore lor, its stones lor and the temple is like more than 20 stories high. It was amazing lor, wonder how the people are able to do such things in the past. In fact, all the ancient ruins and temples are amazing lor, coz all the walls are engraved with stories or names, and I mean the WHOLE wall, even the ceilings. Its unbelievable how they do it in those old time with primitive tools and I can't imagine the life that the past Egyptian lives in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the weather was super hot when we were there. Even the wind that was blowing was sometimes warm. The food there really bei-hao-gor, everyday is gor-song bread of various shapes, pasta, chicken, mutton, potatoes, wierd vegetables... Their style of cooking just doesnt suits my taste &lt;img border="0" src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/greenface.gif"&gt; Hubby and I yearned for Singapore's char-kway-tiao and hei-mee during our last few days at Egypt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their road very dak-gong. The traffic lights seems to be standing there for decoration coz they never works. The car hornings are non-stop especially for busy roads. Our last 2 days at Egypt were free and easy, so Hubby and I took cabs to our destinations. Their over-taking skill is of superb accuracy lor. Saad-saad-bo-chio... They zoom here zoom there, squeeze through in between cars which we thought were not possible coz the space seems so small. And don't bother to walk to the traffic light to cross the road; in Egypt, jay-walk is the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to post up some pictures, but I'm just too lazy to do it. Gee... Will try to do it one of these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-604492439726714176?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/604492439726714176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=604492439726714176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/604492439726714176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/604492439726714176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-realistic.html' title='Back to realistic'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2653951840013611343</id><published>2007-07-27T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:26:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown stress</title><content type='html'>Feels like I've some level of stress building up in me. Unknown stress. Dunno what I'm stress of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, after returning home from Charmaine's house collecting our goods, I realised my thigh had lotsa tiny red rashes. Dunno how it developed. And as I think back, I wonder if it's the dog that pounce on me and place it paws on my thigh that caused the rashes to develop. Wah... jia lat, come to think of it, my skin so ultra sensitive meh... =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week going to the Egypt trip liao. Time flies man... Finally get a chance to rest and relax. Preparing myself to come back like orh-gek-leng, dark dark. I'll be bringing sunblock over while hubby is bring suntan lotion. *Faints* Think he no need to use camou-cream when he come back liao, as long as he dun open his mouth to show his teeth, think the enemy will think that its a patch of tree bark or dark soil. Wahahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2653951840013611343?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2653951840013611343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2653951840013611343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2653951840013611343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2653951840013611343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/07/unknown-stress.html' title='Unknown stress'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6912676145923470400</id><published>2007-07-25T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:25:26.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CS Metro closing down sale</title><content type='html'>OK, I don't know when this started, but I recently found out that Century Square Metro is having closing down sales. And alot of things are going at 50% + 20% off ! And so I bought 2 quilt cover sets for less than $60, also some underwear for hubby and panties for myself. If you need anything which you think might be able to find at CS Metro, do go and have a look and save a heap. The things si buay cheap... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cut my fringe on Saturday. Ya.... back to the ah-toot look again. Hubby feels like bashing me in the face again coz I look too "cute-to-be-true". My colleagues says the fringe makes me look so much more younger, looks sweet and one even commented that I look yummy. Yummy? Err... You mean my face looks round and flat and gong so you feel like eating? -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in the MRT yesterday and saw a young lady holding up her handphone and snapping pictures of herself. Wierd leh... I mean with frenz around still ok la. But its like alone? Then kena siao like that smiling at the handphone and take picture of yourself. Dunno leh, I find it wierd... Or maybe I'm the wierd one? *shrugz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6912676145923470400?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6912676145923470400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6912676145923470400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6912676145923470400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6912676145923470400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/07/cs-metro-closing-down-sale.html' title='CS Metro closing down sale'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8701046109679722488</id><published>2007-07-24T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T15:59:45.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going Egypt !</title><content type='html'>Yes! Our honeymoon trip to Egypt is confirmed! Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we return from Egypt, will be going Guangzhou with Beng, Hubby, Wansi and bf to see what else we can bring in to sell other than clocks. August is a travelling month! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends just come and go, feels like I didn't get to enjoy weekends. Sometimes I just feel like lying on the bed and watch DVDs. But seems like most of the weekends are spent outside. The Shrek 3 DVD which I bought a few weeks back is starting to collect dust on the shelf le... Sigh... Hubby, when will we be able to watch it together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to my Egypt trip. Woo-hoo ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8701046109679722488?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8701046109679722488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8701046109679722488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8701046109679722488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8701046109679722488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-going-egypt.html' title='I&apos;m going Egypt !'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8285675572022247189</id><published>2007-07-17T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T13:59:12.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egypt - Go... No go...</title><content type='html'>My big day is finally over ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was quite smooth. Dinner started on time at the banquet. Thanks everyone for turning up early and on time ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the honeymoon thingy. Our Egypt trip seems to have so much problem. 1st is not enough people for the tour group. Found another tour agency and now they don't have flight ticket to Cairo. Grr... Hopefully they can find a pair of tickets for us *Fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8285675572022247189?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8285675572022247189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8285675572022247189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8285675572022247189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8285675572022247189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/07/egypt-go-no-go.html' title='Egypt - Go... No go...'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8529469772463525213</id><published>2007-06-25T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T15:08:50.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly behaviour as an elder</title><content type='html'>Its amazing how people can be so petty to an extreme. A member in my mum's family made my dua-gim (eldest aunt) unhappy and she was angry with the whole Angs family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole story goes like this. My dua-gim and dua-gu went to my granny's brother's daughter's wedding. Then dunno why la, there's not enough seats for them. And my dua-gim and dua-gu kenna splitted into 2 tables. Then I think she very buay-song and storm out of the restaurant and went home before the dinner starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just get to know of this incident yesterday, coz I need to call up my relatives to say I will be going over to them pass my invitation card and cake. Then mum tried calling this no-logic-and-petty-to-the-extreme dua gim's home, but no one answered. So mum asked Cat, my cousin, to call her since Cat has her hp number. Then 5 mins later Cat called and relay that dua gim asked us dun need to give her coz she 不会接受. What the hell lor. I was like kinda puzzled why my dua gim is so harsh until mum told me the bo liao history that make her bear such deep grudges. Piang... Can't believe she can be so petty until she won't accept anyone's invitation even if we're not the ones who provoked her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, never mind, I got the hp# from Cat so I can call her myself to explain to her. So I called, but she didnt pick up the call. Then never mind, I went ahead with all the sending of the invitations. So I used my hp to call this dua gim's home number to see if she's at home so I can go to her house and pass her the invitation card and cake. She picked up the call. I was kinda happy coz now that I know she is at home. Then she grumble grumble say she won't accept the invitation and say she tired and hung up the phone. Fuck her lor. But never mind, now that I know that she's at home, hubby and me went over her house. Shit, went to the wrong unit, then I called and called this petty dua gim's home number but she didnt pick up the phone. Never mind, so I called my 2nd uncle who lives quite close to her to check out her unit number. OK, hubby and me finally reaches the correct unit and we knock and call and knock and call but she wouldn't open up the fucking damn door nor pick up the phone. That is so RUDE lor. Come'on la dua gim, its others who provoke you lor, I'm just doing my duty as a niece to pass you my invitation lor, you don't want to come for the banquet never mind lor, but as the eldest aunt in the whole family tree who should be the most &lt;strike&gt;senile&lt;/strike&gt; sensible and understanding elder, you acted so childish and arrogant lor. You're really a poor example to the rest. I super super super look you down. Wake up your idea la. You keep bearing such deep grudges until you lie inside the coffin, your life happy or not? Anyway, to end the story of this ugly behaviour of my childish and petty aunt, hubby and me left the cake outside the door and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled the whole distributing thing at 8pm. Phew... Guo-da-li done. Now gotta prepare for an-chuan next. 2 more weeks to go. OMG....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8529469772463525213?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8529469772463525213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8529469772463525213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8529469772463525213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8529469772463525213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/06/ugly-behaviour-as-elder.html' title='Ugly behaviour as an elder'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-8571355348385734766</id><published>2007-06-22T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T14:38:09.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TL day!</title><content type='html'>This morning took bus 87 to work, boarded the bus and found a seat on the face-to-face long seat in the double-deck superbus and sat down. Then a ta-ma-de bastard who wear white and blue flowery shirt sat beside me. Ta-ma-de he's not very big size lor, but ta-ma-de he sat very close to me and ta-ma-de the bell pole is just beside me and I can't move my leg and ta-ma-de I have to shift and ta-ma-de squeeze my buttock with only half a seat. Fuck! TL ! Think the people sitting opposite me must have saw my TL face coz I keep "gin-ing" at the ta-ma-de flowery bastard. Feel like pulling his hair and give him a punch in his pockmarked face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-8571355348385734766?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/8571355348385734766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=8571355348385734766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8571355348385734766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/8571355348385734766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/06/tl-day.html' title='TL day!'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-659280128439153295</id><published>2007-06-20T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:52:27.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Tetris</title><content type='html'>This game is so damn creative and funny.&lt;br /&gt;Almost burst out laughing in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbIRqXHxeDU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbIRqXHxeDU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/21766165-659280128439153295?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/659280128439153295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=659280128439153295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/659280128439153295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/659280128439153295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/06/human-tetris.html' title='Human Tetris'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-1748913415176052125</id><published>2007-06-18T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T11:43:57.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday si bey blue....</title><content type='html'>Sian sian sian... No mood to work today... Keep yawning none stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, saw my primary school best friend's bro at suntec few weeks back and finally manage to get my friend's contact. Happy! Just in time to invite her to my wedding banquet! Been long since I last met her. Miss her lots! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Some update on my progress of moving of my stuffs to hubby's house. Had bring some bags and all my certs over. Planning to move my clothes over next weekend. Think nothing much to move actually. Most stuffs will remain at mum's house ba. Hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went to collect our wedding album, super heavy lor. Quite happy with the album la. Coz I'm not the fussy kind. Also went over to suntec to try out the sound system and projector. Works fine. Good. Coz I was still worrying that they cant play the music which I burnt from MP3 format. Need more planning with hubby on the march in stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday guo-da-li. Time flies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-1748913415176052125?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/1748913415176052125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=1748913415176052125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1748913415176052125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1748913415176052125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/06/monday-si-bey-blue.html' title='Monday si bey blue....'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6764964862460369026</id><published>2007-06-15T11:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:44:45.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album ready !</title><content type='html'>Suzy called yesterday and said our wedding album is ready for collection ! Woo-hoo~ &lt;br /&gt;Will be going down to collect on Saturday. Then check out Pearl River's audio system as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weekends to go. Think I must start moving my stuffs over bit by bit liao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6764964862460369026?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6764964862460369026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6764964862460369026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6764964862460369026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6764964862460369026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/06/album-ready.html' title='Album ready !'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-1051760054726276037</id><published>2007-06-14T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T12:19:16.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sign</title><content type='html'>My birth date is 21-Aug; lies quite between the sign Leo and Virgo. Birth dates that falls between 23-Jul to 22-Aug is under Leo and 23-Aug to 22-Sept is under Virgo. So officially I am a Leo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my character is more of a Virgo rather than Leo. I don't like to lead, not outgoing, not very confident, not boastful and some other Leo traits which I don't think I possess them. Rather, I think I possess more of the hard-to-understand Virgo traits. Well, I'm a worrier, try to attain perfection for the things I do, undemonstrative, think complicatedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to do some bo liao personality test and below is my result. &lt;br /&gt;So I can say that I'm a Leo with Virgo personality. Complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 53% Leo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howleoareyouquiz/leo.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howleoareyouquiz/"&gt;How Leo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 87% Virgo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/virgo.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/"&gt;How Virgo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-1051760054726276037?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/1051760054726276037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=1051760054726276037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1051760054726276037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/1051760054726276037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-sign.html' title='My sign'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5332713221541672998</id><published>2007-06-01T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T15:24:37.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its June !</title><content type='html'>Oh gawd... Its June! June! Its June! 5 more weeks to my big day. 36 days to be exact. Oh gawd, think I better faster settle the things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, montage already 8899 gao dim. Now left with the ending part. Ang bao box done, wrist corsage done... Gotta make a trip down to chinatown one of the weekend to buy the an chaun stuffs, buy bedsheet, move my stuffs to hubby house, test sound system, table list, table plan. Oh gawd... still got so many things to do... Gawd oh gawd... Starting to freak out liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5332713221541672998?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5332713221541672998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5332713221541672998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5332713221541672998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5332713221541672998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-june.html' title='Its June !'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6940344009496156401</id><published>2007-05-29T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T16:41:50.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pork! RK House - Damn funny</title><content type='html'>Wonder where is the shop and how the Indian look like. This is so funny !&lt;br /&gt;Pls stop my "Encore" music if needed and listen to this clip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/nopork.wmv" width="425" height="350" autoplay="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6940344009496156401?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6940344009496156401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6940344009496156401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6940344009496156401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6940344009496156401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/05/wonder-where-is-shop.html' title='No Pork! RK House - Damn funny'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5921976104940021595</id><published>2007-05-22T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T17:15:15.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars Vs Venus</title><content type='html'>I love to watch the show "Mars vs Venus" thats currently showing in channel 8. Not only its funny, its also very realistic. Really reflects alot on man and woman. I practically agree with alot of the scenes, particularly "man can separate sex and love". Where the hell can you find such a man like William (acted by Piere Png) in the show?! Which guy can resist temptation from woman who pounce herself on him? These are real rare species. Think almost extinct in the world. Maybe you can find 1 such man out of every million species in the planet mars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5921976104940021595?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5921976104940021595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5921976104940021595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5921976104940021595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5921976104940021595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/05/mars-vs-venus.html' title='Mars Vs Venus'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7835267135897998950</id><published>2007-05-16T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T15:56:45.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team dinner</title><content type='html'>Super hot nowadays, super hot.... went hubby's home during lunch time to get some stuffs to top up at Lynette's store. While waiting for the bus at the interchange to come back office, I was like dua liap guah, shuay liap guah... all the guah "bursting" out from my pores and roll down from my head and back. -_-" Can't wait to get up the bus *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had team dinner with my department colleagues yesterday at Royal Plaza on Scotts. The food wasnt that great. I think the dishes that taste best to me is their cakes =p Lot of the foods displayed on the table, I don't eat. So to summarise, below are the food that I ate yesterday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st round&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Speghetti (the biggest portion of all the things I ate coz they cook the pasta on the spot)&lt;br /&gt;- A small piece of roasted chicken (this one not bad)&lt;br /&gt;- A few cubes of wierdly fried-style potato (the name of this dish was very long, dunno Anna simi simi simi sai fried potato)&lt;br /&gt;- A slice of turkey (Yucks, I don't like the taste of it)&lt;br /&gt;- 1 pizza bread (not bad)&lt;br /&gt;- 1 dumpling (tasted so-so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abit full&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd round&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sushi (took 5 pieces in total of diff "fillings")&lt;br /&gt;- Lobster (1/2 slipper Lobster, 1/2 pacific lobster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Starting to feel very full...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd round&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fish maw soup (tasted nice, but felt like drinking glue - too starchy)&lt;br /&gt;- chicken rice ball of ping-pong ball size with pathetically 5 to 6 slices of chicken (saw my colleague eating and said the chilli was nice, so I also went to try)&lt;br /&gt;- keropok (those bitter bitter kind that hubby's dad like to eat and prawn crackers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super full liao...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th round&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3 small tiny pieces of chocolate cakes ( I love chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;- 1 mini cup of tiramitsu with chocolate toppings (Yes, I love chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;- 1 cheesecake (very small piece, but I couldn't finish coz its not chocolate =p)&lt;br /&gt;- 2 round chocolate biscuits dipped in chocolate fondue (Yummy! Chocolate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5th round&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 scoop of chocolate ice-cream (yes, chocolate again), topped with chocolate syrup, rainbow candies, chocolate chips, peanut grinds (half of the ice cream already melted when I went back to my seat)&lt;br /&gt;- Fruits (as usual... papaya, honeydew, watermelon, rock melon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the toilet after the whole meal and I feel like my stomach is going to tear apart. I'm simply too full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole dinner ended around 10pm. Walked to Orchard MRT with a bunch of colleagues to take train home. In the station waiting for the train to arrive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joyce : &lt;/i&gt;Wah... heng bao... must eat some yogurt to digest and let it come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joey :&lt;/i&gt; Ya, think I go home take the Yu Ren Sheng medicine that can help digestion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me :&lt;/i&gt; Wah... you all got so many styles, then I must go and buy 1 whole pack of yakult and finish the 5 bottles liao.&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Wahahaha... OK, see whose method is the most effective.&lt;br /&gt;-_-""&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7835267135897998950?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7835267135897998950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7835267135897998950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7835267135897998950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7835267135897998950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/05/team-dinner.html' title='Team dinner'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3751610592548004946</id><published>2007-05-14T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:41:22.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Ong is not in again</title><content type='html'>Went Maple on Friday to see Dr Ong for my pretty pretty face that is so dry nowadays. Reached there, bo lang eh... something's not right coz usually the queue is super long, checked the duty-schedule, correct leh, its Dr Ong on duty today. Then saw a notice pasted next to the schedule "Take Note: Dr Ong will be away from 9-May to 13-May". Ta ma de... This is the 2nd time which I came and she's not on duty lor. And its 2 times in a row. Grr... Angry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went Tampines Mall, spend money again... Bought a black-colour sleeveless top and a 3/4 denim pants, total hit $39. Still ok lah... Coz got discounts for both. Heh... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day was just over yesterday. Well, this year, unlike the previous years, we didn't bring mum for a big meal. We bought her a chain and a diamond pendant &lt;em&gt;by request&lt;/em&gt;. Ermm... Actually mum only requested for a chain, but I added on a diamond pendant for her. I'm glad she like the pendant alot coz she was in a dilemma as to put on her jade piece or the pendant for the chain, anyway, I told her to wear the jade lah, coz jade is better, think it can help to protect the person wearing the jade? Something like that ba...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3751610592548004946?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3751610592548004946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3751610592548004946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3751610592548004946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3751610592548004946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/05/dr-ong-is-not-in-again.html' title='Dr Ong is not in again'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-6003431697117606566</id><published>2007-05-04T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:31:55.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May-day : JB trip</title><content type='html'>Was supposed to have stand-by in office during May-day, but in the end Japan and Korea say there's no shipment, so in the end cancelled. Heng ah... But my standby is pushed back to Vesak Day. Boo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hubby, me, kee, rong, quan and yen went JB on May-day. Reached there around closed to 11am, ate Ba-ku-teh, some claypot chicken, claypot trotter, basically the meal is full of meat. Very full. And we headed down to dunno-where (quan is this excursion's head) to look for a karaoke dvd which hubby need. We alighted the cab and smelt an extremely foul smell. Poor rong, took in too deep a breathe and vomitted right after he alighted the cab. Bo wei gong... the rest of us all zhao-kar-bey-hu to cross to the other side of the road to leave that area of deadly foul smell... and rong is still there, squating beside a canal, vomitting. &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/doh2.gif" border="0" /&gt; Wah piang... he can still breathe in and smell that si buay chao bah-wu squating there de lor... Then quan and hubby were like shouting at him across the road to ask him to come over and leave the foul area. We saw him stood up and buay-ta-han vomit again. &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/icon_doh.gif" border="0" /&gt;Bo-wei-gong... Finally see him crossing over and he vomitted once more *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didnt managed to find the karaoke song that we wanted. So we left that shopping building and went Jesco where hubby bought some car shower foam, kee bought a top, quan and yen bought some dunkin donuts and rong bought a short bolster dunno for what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave Jesco around 3 plus to avoid the traffic and custom jam. Met hubby's parent and granny for dinner to celebrate Mother's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super bloated that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-6003431697117606566?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/6003431697117606566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=6003431697117606566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6003431697117606566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/6003431697117606566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/05/was-supposed-to-have-stand-by-in-office.html' title='May-day : JB trip'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-9183456559873357574</id><published>2007-04-25T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:00:12.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian T_T</title><content type='html'>Yawn... si buay sian... nothing much to do... been surfing net the whole morning... yawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April coming to an end, so fast. 2 more months to my wedding preparation. OMG... fast sia... Saturday going to MS to see our indoor/outdoor photos, hope it turn out well. I've received my pair of movie tix redeemed from UOB reward points. Think can go watch "Wild Hog" after finish choosing the photos. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather nowadays like siao siao liao... One moment sunny like fuck until cannot open the eyes, the next moment ti-orh-orh and starts to rain cats and dogs. =S Wonder those people with "hong-seep" problem will get those pain then no-pain effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time soon... jia pung, jia pung... ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-9183456559873357574?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/9183456559873357574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=9183456559873357574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/9183456559873357574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/9183456559873357574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/04/yawn.html' title='Sian T_T'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-208049482119205796</id><published>2007-04-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:35:40.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read this =D</title><content type='html'>A man was walking across the road when he met with an accident.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The impact was on his head which caused him to be in a coma for two days, when he opened his eyes; his wife was by his side.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He told her (in tears), “when I was struggling with my studies in the University, I failed again and again. Sometimes I even have to re-take my papers. You were there by my side, encouraging me to go on trying.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She squeezed his hands as he continued, “when I went for major interviews and failed to clinch any of the jobs, you were there, cutting out the job ads for me to apply…”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He added, “… then I started working in this little firm and finally got a big contract, I blew it because of a small mistake. But you are still there for me.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His wife was in tears. The man said, ‘I finally got a job after being laid off for quite some time. But I never seem to be promoted and my hard work was not recognized. I remained in the same position from the day I joined the company till now. You are still beside me ….” &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His wife’s tears trickled down as she listened to him, “and now I met with an accident when I woke up, you are here with me. There’s something I really like to say to you …..” she flung herself on the bed and hug her husband, sobbing with deep emotion.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally her husband said “…………………………….. I think you bring bad luck”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-208049482119205796?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/208049482119205796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=208049482119205796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/208049482119205796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/208049482119205796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/04/read-this-d.html' title='Read this =D'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3591421188416213772</id><published>2007-04-24T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:52:20.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ka na ji</title><content type='html'>Was attending the new hire presentation just now and the finance manager was sitting in front of me. He's an indian guy, botak botak, balding. No hair in the center of his head... chrome chrome, shining shining. I was looking very closely at his scalp  and felt like giving him a ka-na-ji... hur~ o_o/v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3591421188416213772?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3591421188416213772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3591421188416213772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3591421188416213772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3591421188416213772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/04/ka-na-ji.html' title='ka na ji'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-3623874278023104330</id><published>2007-04-20T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:31:16.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just bo liao...</title><content type='html'>Yawn... 1 more hour to 6pm...... Zo bo......... Waiting to bung gung........... ..... Counting down............ 48 more minutes..................... Sian ah...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in the bus yesterday morning and saw TV mobile reviewing on a new movie that is just screening in cinema. The shorts were si buay funny! The title of the movie is "Wild Hog" and I'll definitely going to catch it even though the &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop;_ylt=AnlYmSQ6bTyFbkazuQsnRRlfVXcA?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;amp;id=1809426511" target="_blank"&gt;critics&lt;/a&gt; gave it a D+ rating. Com'on lor, the users' rating is B lor... I think this bunch of critics must have watched too many movies to enjoy a comedy lor. Yeah, yeah... movies and popcorn again. Woo hoo~ Yea yea... getting fatter and fatter as well. Boo hoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down, 39 more mins... Sian man... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-3623874278023104330?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/3623874278023104330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=3623874278023104330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3623874278023104330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/3623874278023104330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-bo-liao.html' title='Just bo liao...'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-5183827757150550234</id><published>2007-04-10T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:56:42.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy long weekend O_o</title><content type='html'>Its been a busy long weekend. Wooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in my previous post, Good Friday holiday is my bridal photo-taking day. Reached the bridal shop at around 10.30am, Angeline wasn't there yet.  So I looked at some photo albums while waiting for her to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 10.45am, finally see her rushing in. So I went to change into my wedding gown, make-up, hubby changed, make up, went into the studio, smile-smile, pose-pose, came out, change hairstyle, go back in, smile-smile, pose-pose, came out, change to evening gown, change hairstyle again, back in to studio...... It was fun but tiring. Especially the outdoor shoot. The travelling make me so dozey. 1st stop was Botanic Garden, then we went to Punggol Beach. Initial plan was actually Changi Beach, but I requested for lalangs, so we ended up somewhere near Punggol beach with a whole field of pretty lalangs. Lucky us. After that went down to the beach to snap some photos. Our last stop was Fullerton, after so many greeneries, finally get to see urban sights. Whole photoshooting session ends at around 8 plus. Tired. Can't wait to see the photo in 2 weeks' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went to watch Jolin's concert. Super nice! Ma chiam watching some acrobatic circus performance. Lotsa great dances from Jolin and sing-alongs from the audiences. Funny thing is the human wave that Jolin requested the audience to do together. Her instruction is actually a human wave from top of the theatre to bottom. But you know la, our Singapore's Kallang wave is from left-to-right or right-to-left one, so it was hell of a mess initially. Then Jolin explained again. Finally the audience did a good one - still our Kallang wave version. We're just too used it left-right right-left. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Shooter on Sunday night. The story is about a shooter la, as what the title suggest. Asked to set up a plan to assasinate the president, but in the end kenna framed and went on a hideout and revenge trail. Ermm... it's kinda exagerating lor. The sniper si buay zun, no matter how far he also can aim and shoot on target. And I think the best part is they actually went those DIY/Walmart shop to buy "accessories" to make the GUN and explosive. Wah piang... didn't know the materials used to make guns can be easily bought in DIY shops. You must see it to understand the exagerration I'm talking about O_o Anyway, recently not much nice show on screen la. If you and your frenz wanna watch movie, can "try" this la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-5183827757150550234?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/5183827757150550234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=5183827757150550234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5183827757150550234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/5183827757150550234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/04/busy-long-weekend-oo.html' title='Busy long weekend O_o'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-2656642198518242650</id><published>2007-04-05T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T16:45:32.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend !</title><content type='html'>Yoo-hoo! Its Good Friday tomorrow! And its my bridal photo-taking session tomorrow! OK, so I must sleep early today, cannot drink water at night, and make sure I look pretty pretty tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to Jolin's concert on Saturday! Woo-hoo! Thanks hubby for this V-Day gift. Gonna see Jolin singing, dancing, doing some circus and acrobatic moves. And not forgetting her G-boobs which we had seen so many reports on. I think they are fake one lor. Last time flat flat, then suddenly now vaa-boom! so big... Wah lao, very hard to believe leh. Anyway, she can really dance well la, somemore with the 2 heavy assets in front of her, still can dance and jump, not easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joke to share:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and his ever-nagging wife went on vacation to Jerusalem. While they were there, the wife passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undertaker: &lt;i&gt;You can have her shipped home for $5000, or you can bury her here, in the Holy Land, for $150&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some thoughts, the husband told the undertaker that he would just have her shipped home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undertaker: &lt;i&gt;Why would you spend $5000 to ship your wife home, when it would be wonderful to be buried here and you would spend only $150?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: &lt;i&gt;Long ago a man died here, was buried here, and three days later he rose from the dead. I just can't take that chance. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-2656642198518242650?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/2656642198518242650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=2656642198518242650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2656642198518242650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/2656642198518242650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-weekend.html' title='Long weekend !'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-7576032510009933165</id><published>2007-03-19T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:09:38.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing dust</title><content type='html'>Been long since I update this blog. The logging in to blogspot is making my forehead full of creases.  So many changes and wat the hell, the fonts are in Japanese when I log in. Come on blogspot, is the creator a Japanese? I thought English is the most common user language? Maybe they just want us to maximise the use of their help function. *Shrugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be very busy for the months to come; going to bazzars, preparing for wedding, renovating the room, etc. Had already chose the gowns for the wedding. Gonna go down the bridal shop next Sat to try the edited gown and trial makeup. Was kinda fun trying out all the different gowns. The more I try, the more I find the gowns all-so-similiar -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been so-far-so-good *fingers crossed*. Was surprised and happy to see Juehui when her manager introduced her to my manager. Haa... The world is so small, we're now working in the same company. But kinda pity her coz she's got a lousy manager who knows nothing but ask questions and arrow people to do work. Easy money huh? Take home so high pay and that is all that he does. Know nuts on the work processes, don't even know what his subordinates are doing, pushing the subordinates to the limits... Think his whole team of people just can't wait for him to be sacked. Lucky my boss is a capable lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to work now... Will update again soon. Hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-7576032510009933165?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/7576032510009933165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=7576032510009933165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7576032510009933165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/7576032510009933165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/03/growing-dust.html' title='Growing dust'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-741235204225210407</id><published>2007-02-16T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:03:38.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY</title><content type='html'>V-Day is over and coming up next is the lunar new year. Yeah... hope I can catch up with 周公during the new year holiday coz I didn't had enough sleep for the past few days. Been busy wrapping flowers for our mini business. Can see my dark rings getting worst T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the chinese new year mood now? For me, I only have holiday mood, no CNY celebration mood. I remember last time when I was young, I will make it a point to buy new clothes and new shoes and excitedly waiting for CNY to come. Now? Clothes that were bought few months back but not worn will be my new clothes for CNY. New shoes? Didnt get any pair. Used to hear my parents saying "If you're rich, everyday is new year". I didn't understand that when I was young. Now I do. Guess as one age, CNY is just a busy period in which you need to do spring cleaning, preparing goodies, cooking for the guests who'll be coming to your house, having gatherings with friends and relatives, etc. Its also a period of increased expenditure for the CNY goodies, new appareals, ang baos......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn... Sianz... My ex-company has already shut down for new year celebration and I'm still here in my new office, working full day. WTF... I'm so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy chinese new year to all. Gong xi fa cai. Huat ah !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-741235204225210407?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/741235204225210407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=741235204225210407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/741235204225210407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/741235204225210407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116900006830451548</id><published>2007-01-17T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T10:30:00.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food testing</title><content type='html'>1 week past since my 1st day of new job. Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to try the food for our wedding banquet on Sunday. The food are nice and in big portion. Had a super hefty lunch. I just wish its as nice and big portion on the actual day. All the dishes are ok, except for the shark fins soup which Mum and MLW commented that it tasted weird with enaki mushroom. And so we requested to change to crabmeat on the actual day. I like the chicken in yam basket the most. Yum yum... I don't think I'll get to eat that on the actual day coz I guess I should be busy changing or going table-to-table for photo taking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my facial session yesterday and Corren (person who helped me do the facial) confided to me that she and her bf had a tiff and broke off. But I see that she had been very strong and took the whole thing in stride. Dog year hasnt been a good year. See lotsa couples breaking-off. Hope the piggy year will be a good one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oink oink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116900006830451548?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116900006830451548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116900006830451548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116900006830451548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116900006830451548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/01/food-testing.html' title='Food testing'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116861544869098429</id><published>2007-01-12T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:30:40.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booooring orientation</title><content type='html'>It was a boring day, boring orientation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day, we were sitting in the conference room, seeing various different people coming in to address us on various different topics - security, quality, safety, etc. Zzz... Boring. I basically dozed thru after the lunch break. It was worst than sitting in the office with no work to do; you know, at least in the office you can surf net. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116861544869098429?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116861544869098429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116861544869098429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116861544869098429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116861544869098429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/01/booooring-orientation.html' title='Booooring orientation'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116847997710043107</id><published>2007-01-11T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T09:46:17.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, new job</title><content type='html'>Been so long since I last updated my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so its now year 2007 and I'm already in my new job. Before I leave my previous company, lotsa colleagues are like congratulating me for leaving the company for good. And so during my last day on 5-Jan, my CS colleagues said that I must be very happy coz its my last day. But truely speaking, I didn't feel happy and neither did I feel sad. I didnt have any last day feeling. Maybe because the following weekday, which is Monday, I still gotta work. Just that its a different environment. Think the only person who's moody that I leave is my supervisor. Ya.. Coz she needa find a new person to take over me and she has to train my replacement from scratch. Aww... Anyway, I requested for a testimonial and she said its no longer in-fashion so she didnt gave me one. WTF... She might as well reject me and tell me straight that she doesnt have time to write me one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new work environment is good. Colleagues are mostly around my age. See lotsa people coming to work late but its ok coz we dun clock in and out. Have proper work training and a full day orientation which I have to attend tomorrow. And I joined their kickboxing class which commence tomorrow as well; 50 bucks for 10 lessons, its cheap like shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the office now, so bored... Still in my "honeymoon" period; waiting for people to teach and handover work stuffs. Luckily there's msn to keep me occupied talking to my frenz. If not I'll be bored to tears. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116847997710043107?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116847997710043107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116847997710043107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116847997710043107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116847997710043107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-job.html' title='New year, new job'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116651141929522940</id><published>2006-12-19T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T14:56:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas season, rainy season</title><content type='html'>X'mas is just 6 days away and I havent done my x'mas shopping. I'm left with today and tomorrow to shop for gifts for my colleagues coz we don’t have to work on 22-Dec. Today I have my facial appointment and I'm left with only tomorrow to do my shopping. Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... This Saturday we have a flea market stall around Cineleisure, commonly known as the Lime flea market. Do come and have a walk if you're free. We'll be selling stuffs like bags, keychains, necklace, handphone accessories, etc. I just hope it wont rain cats and dogs like these few days. *Fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116651141929522940?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116651141929522940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116651141929522940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116651141929522940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116651141929522940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-season-rainy-season.html' title='X&apos;mas season, rainy season'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116642891878498173</id><published>2006-12-18T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:47:05.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guangzhou trip</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post my blog for the Guangzhou trip on Saturday. And so I was typing happily on Saturday night and while uploading some pics, it prompts me internet connection error and the things I wrote were gone. WTF...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the GZ trip was quite tiring coz dar and me didn’t went there for fun and holiday - but for a "mission". I practically felt like a typical China-man over there with our main mode of transportation by "kar". Yes, I didn’t spell the "kar" wrongly. "Kar" as in legs in hokkien, not those 4 wheel vehicle cars T_T Well, not that we wanna torture ourselves la, but the places that we wanted to go are mostly within walking distances from our hotel. Its like taking a cab at Raffles City and ask the taxi uncle to go to Bugis, no point right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accommodation wise, we lived in a 3 stars hotel which dar's friend had helped us booked earlier. The hotel room was very spacious with a mini hall, same as any other hotel only that they didn’t have a fridge. And our room view was facing a river. Yes, the picture you see below is our hotel room view. And part of my daily routine when I wake up is to open the window to check out if its cold outside and dress appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/1600/751480/1210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/320/403886/1210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard before fruit steamboat? Sounds innovative huh? We had fruit steamboat for 1 of our dinner. No, no... Its not dipping fruits into the steamboat in replacement to the meat and vege. It’s only the soup that's just make up with fruits. Ya... You can see from the picture, there's a plate of meat, prawns, vege, etc. that comes together with this steamboat set which we ordered. And inside the steamboat soup there's apple, lemongrass and some clueless-leaves. They even took out a fresh coconut and poured the juice in. I was like "ewww... Can our stomach take such weird combination?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/1600/119238/2136.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/200/426409/2136.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/1600/650204/2138.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/200/394304/2138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the soup turned out to be very nice and sweet after we throw in and boil our meat and vege. Tasted like tom yam soup without the spicy part. Ya... And as expected, after the meal, dar and me were shopping halfway, had stomache and rush back to hotel toilet to "bomb". The steamboat was too "nutritious" I guess X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar and me went to the K-Box during our last night at GZ. Wah kao... Their K-Box lighting and deco outside the KTV room is like our disco. Its like, so dark. Even the toilet is dark. The only light you see in the toilet is the luminous blue light shining at the toilet bowl and basin. I saw the toilet cleaner holding the dustpan and I wonder if she can see what she is sweeping or cleaning in the toilet -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/1600/706786/2151.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/320/296539/2151.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/1600/935254/12150.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/400/309468/12150.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed by their mike hygiene which I don't get to see in Singapore - they cover the head of the mike with a black cover sheet. I had stripped the cover so you can see better in the pic. Anyway, who knows if they change that sheet cover right...? Maybe that's the reason why they use black colour so as to camou any yellowish stains that's left behind from evaporated saliva from previous patrons. X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all in all, it’s an eye-opening trip. Get to see lotsa business opportunities and lotsa things which we don’t get to see in urban Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I must mention about our Singaporean "spirit" on the trip back to Singapore. Dar and me were sitting around the gate waiting for boarding at GZ airport back to Singapore. And then we saw a guy wearing a NUS jacket placing his bag and stood in front of the gate-counter. A few minutes later an old aunty pulled her bag and placed hers behind this guy's bag and walked away. Then another few minutes later, another aunty joined her bag in the queue too. And it goes on and on until the bag queue almost crossed the other side of the boarding gate and had to make a "L" turn. -_-||| I'm proud of Singaporeans' orderly spirit. But I'm ashamed about Singaporeans' kiasu-ism mindset. *Salute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/1600/462156/2179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6939/2204/320/9237/2179.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116642891878498173?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116642891878498173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116642891878498173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116642891878498173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116642891878498173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/12/guangzhou-trip.html' title='Guangzhou trip'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116470167033746127</id><published>2006-11-28T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:14:30.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC</title><content type='html'>On MC today for fever. The medicine is making me feeling kinda bloated. X_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116470167033746127?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116470167033746127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116470167033746127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116470167033746127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116470167033746127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/mc.html' title='MC'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116459196557136933</id><published>2006-11-27T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T09:49:35.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickly weekend</title><content type='html'>It’s a sickly weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was down with fever, nose block and sore throat on Saturday evening after attending dar's campmate's wedding banquet. Took dar's flu tablet on the very night. Sunday morning my whole body was feeling so lethargic and felt like my head suddenly weigh tons; I had to rest in  bed most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, feeling better today, headache gone. But sore throat and nose block are still there T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116459196557136933?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116459196557136933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116459196557136933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116459196557136933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116459196557136933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/sickly-weekend.html' title='Sickly weekend'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116436565318721679</id><published>2006-11-24T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:03:04.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</title><content type='html'>Weekend's coming !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Friday will be my company trip to Port Dickson/Malacca. Following Wednesday after my company trip will be trip to Guangzhou with dar... Woo hoo~&lt;br /&gt;December's gonna be a short working month... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116436565318721679?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116436565318721679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116436565318721679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116436565318721679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116436565318721679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/counting-down.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116436482624502176</id><published>2006-11-24T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T18:40:26.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When...</title><content type='html'>When smiles become frowns,&lt;br /&gt;When bubbly becomes quiet,&lt;br /&gt;When cheerfulness becomes stonefulness&lt;br /&gt;When optimistic becomes pessimistic,&lt;br /&gt;When liveliness becomes lassitude,&lt;br /&gt;When a pair of bright eyes becomes lifeless,&lt;br /&gt;When tears no longer flow,&lt;br /&gt;When the spirit leaves the soul.&lt;br /&gt;When I see the change in me,&lt;br /&gt;When you see a different me,&lt;br /&gt;When I want back my original self,&lt;br /&gt;And I realise it ain't that easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116436482624502176?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116436482624502176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116436482624502176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116436482624502176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116436482624502176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/when.html' title='When...'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116433544836808595</id><published>2006-11-24T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T10:40:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE results are out</title><content type='html'>PSLE results are out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... I know its none of my business but I've got quite a number of colleagues' children under this batch mah. Moreover this is the lunch topic for yesterday and morning topic for today in office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my colleagues are having headache for the choice of secondary school, which I think, is not really so exactly important ba. Ya... I know all parents want the best for their children. But I feel that the name of the seconday school a child get into, is more like a branding which speaks for where they stand in their PSLE. Coz in my opinion, so what if the child enter into a so-so secondary? What's more important is the child's intelligence and diligence when they enter into the next education phase. Just my 2 cents worth. Afterall, employers look at results, not really at branding *Shrugz*. Well, I am a good example. I got into a lousy secondary school but I scored fairly well in my 'O' levels. Bleah... =þ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116433544836808595?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116433544836808595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116433544836808595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116433544836808595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116433544836808595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/psle-results-are-out.html' title='PSLE results are out'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116433256055957703</id><published>2006-11-24T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T09:42:40.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take note</title><content type='html'>AMO's COMPLETE brand multipurpose solution users, in case you're too busy to watch the news due to exams and stuffs, do take note of AMO's product recall for their COMPLETE brand multipurpose solutions due to product-line problems at manufacturing plant in China which could affect the sterility of the product. They are recalling back product with lot number ZB02704, ZB03247 and ZB03195.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want your eyes to get infection or go blind, better check the lot number on the bottle if you're using this brand. You can read more of the product recall details over &lt;a href="http://www.amo-eyecare-sea.com/announcement/singapore.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&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/21766165-116433256055957703?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116433256055957703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116433256055957703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116433256055957703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116433256055957703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-note.html' title='Take note'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116399174653808834</id><published>2006-11-20T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:04:48.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even fortune teller ask me to change</title><content type='html'>For the 1st time in my whole life, I went to a fortune teller to have my palmistry read last Sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the fortune teller was quite accurate in what she says. And after that visit, I guess its time I should change. Ya... Change. By not bottling things to myself and opening my window to others. Ermm... Easier said than done coz its like I've been kinda introverted for the past quarter-century *shrugz*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to those who knows me well, I'm actually quite crazy and crappy. Yes, this is the other side of me. That fortune teller says inside of me is an extremely warm nature (re qin) but sadly I appear cold outside. Warm nature... When she said that I was cheekily imagining myself saying hi and hugging everyone in the office or when I see friends outside. Eww... Sounds and looks flirty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116399174653808834?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116399174653808834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116399174653808834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116399174653808834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116399174653808834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/even-fortune-teller-ask-me-to-change.html' title='Even fortune teller ask me to change'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116373695187443518</id><published>2006-11-17T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T12:19:09.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee... Dec coming soon</title><content type='html'>Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, its already mid of November!&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 2 more weeks to my 2-days-forced-to-go-company-trip to Port Dickson/Malacca (such lousy locations T_T), 2 and half more weeks to my Guangzhou trip with dar and around 5 weeks to x'mas holiday. Yeah... Happy happy... &lt;img border="0" src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/dance.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workdesk is very neat now, ma chiam preparing to go on leave anytime. Heh... &lt;br /&gt;Counting down, counting down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116373695187443518?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116373695187443518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116373695187443518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116373695187443518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116373695187443518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/wee-dec-coming-soon.html' title='Wee... Dec coming soon'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116291830738649098</id><published>2006-11-08T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:11:31.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating fringe</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6939/2204/200/f1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fringe is getting longer and poking my eyes. Argh... Irritating. And its gathering pimples on my forehead as well. Grr... Gotta ta han. Must wait for it to be long enough to hook behind my ears. Which is... a few more weeks? Sigh... Now all I can do is clip them up when I'm at work so it won't hinders my vision. Cut it? Then I have to keep maintaining that short length coz the same problem will repeat again. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116291830738649098?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116291830738649098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116291830738649098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116291830738649098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116291830738649098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/irritating-fringe_08.html' title='Irritating fringe'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116291833208385717</id><published>2006-11-07T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:12:33.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB weight gaining trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6939/2204/1600/m1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6939/2204/200/m1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went to JB with dar on Sat for dinner, spent less than SG$40 for a hearty and high cholestrol meal =S *Sinful* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had butter clayfish, cereal prawns, kailan, mee goreng, gyoza (10 pcs), ice kacang and a super big cup sugarcane juice. Yea... Just the 2 of us. Power right? You wouldn't want to imagine the "power" we acumulated in our stomach. Feels like carebear who can shoot out their power from their stomach anytime, you know, rainbow lah, hearts lah, stars lah... we shoot out nothing, but an extremely bloated tummy and the belly button -_-||| And the pathetic part is we actually planned to walk across the causeway back to Singapore to help us digest and burn faster, but we ended up taking the bus instead. Sigh... hopeless. Putting on weight again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116291833208385717?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116291833208385717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116291833208385717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116291833208385717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116291833208385717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/jb-weight-gaining-trip.html' title='JB weight gaining trip'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116236550587214239</id><published>2006-11-01T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:23:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloak of invisibility?! Cool~</title><content type='html'>Saw this interested article from Yahoo News which I find it so cool. &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061019/ap_on_sc/cloak_of_invisibility" target="_blank"&gt;Scientists create cloak of invisibility &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine if the scientists really successfully invent the cloak that makes an item totally invisible? Woo... I can visualize lotsa invisible people walking around, see flying objects anywhere, magicians everywhere performing now-you-see-it-now-you-don't, get bumped/slapped/beaten up without knowing who's the culprit, suddenly find your sis/bro missing for a few weeks only to realise they've been in the house all the while... Well if there's no law enforcement, criminal rates will definitely shoot up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the handy use I think of is travelling on a coach. You know, when we go travelling especially on a coach for long ulu distances with few stops. We can use the cloak to make ourselves invisible and pee or shit right in front of the other passengers without having to eudure till we can feel the bladder ballooning and bursting or leaking anytime. I just hope the cloak makes the smell invisble too. If not the whole coach will start covering their nose and frown to the sudden shitty stink, thinking they are passing by a dung processing factory... &lt;img border="0" src="http://www.geocities.com/suqin218/greenface.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think it'll take another few more years to create a cloak of total invisibility la... And I think even if its succesful, it'll be purely for scientific use bah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116236550587214239?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116236550587214239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116236550587214239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116236550587214239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116236550587214239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/11/cloak-of-invisibility-cool.html' title='Cloak of invisibility?! Cool~'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116217294267411438</id><published>2006-10-30T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:57:26.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardest word I learnt this year</title><content type='html'>Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plain and simple word. Yet this is the hardest word I learnt this year - &lt;em&gt;bye&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116217294267411438?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116217294267411438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116217294267411438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116217294267411438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116217294267411438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/10/hardest-word-i-learnt-this-year.html' title='Hardest word I learnt this year'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116175052272596381</id><published>2006-10-25T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T12:34:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday ends so fast</title><content type='html'>Had been eating a lot over the long weekend. *Rubs her bulging tummy* OMG... Feels like I had put on 4 kg over the 4 days -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this long weekend is really a recuperation-from-work period for me. Most of the time I'm eating, resting or roaming. Err... Does it resembles a pig's lifestyle? And I think if I go on this way for a few months, I will grow to look like a pig as well - lazy, slouchy and fleshy. Anyway, holiday is over and here I am sitting in front of my workdesk again. What have I got to say? Well... Think some of you might have guessed it right: Works sucks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to the next holiday, which is in December. Gosh... Exactly 1 month... &lt;br /&gt;December = holiday month = bonus month  &lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it. Ho ho ho~ $_$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116175052272596381?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116175052272596381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116175052272596381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116175052272596381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116175052272596381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/10/holiday-ends-so-fast.html' title='Holiday ends so fast'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116107263085526486</id><published>2006-10-17T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:47:03.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazy dayz</title><content type='html'>Feels like I'm in Genting whenever I open up my eyes and look out of the window in the morning nowadays. Well... OK... So that is not the cooling misty clouds we enjoy in Genting, but polluted haze that is coming from our neighbouring country. Eh-heh, Eh-heh (cough)... The haze is occassionally so bad that its blocking the sun ray; so much so that 7pm, which is supposedly to be a bit bright, looks like 8pm at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everybody... Maybe should start buying some masks to stock up if our neighbour still don't do anything to it. But I guess Singaporeans won't put on mask unless the government says so. You know lah, Singaporeans ah... very obedient one... Even if the haze is so bad that you can only see 100 metres ahead, government never say anything, we would presume that its still safe to go out with our naked nostrils. In my opinion, Singaporeans are just too reliant on the government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... 3 more working days and it’s the long weekend. Woohoo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21766165-116107263085526486?l=0oangelzo0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/feeds/116107263085526486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21766165&amp;postID=116107263085526486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116107263085526486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21766165/posts/default/116107263085526486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0oangelzo0.blogspot.com/2006/10/hazy-dayz.html' title='Hazy dayz'/><author><name>Tough Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771090771671815050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21766165.post-116058149133012694</id><published>2006-10-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:53:50.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleared my work mess</title><content type='html'>Yes! I had managed to find and spend some time to do my filing and clear my messy workdesk. Yea... See the before and after? Great difference huh? Still left this big pile in the after pic to sort and file. Phew... Its so much neater now compared to the hell of mess earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to Deepavali and Hari Raya holiday. Argh... Around 1 and a half more week. 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