<?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-6834412</id><updated>2011-10-11T13:45:42.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 27</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>891</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-318996978195728986</id><published>2010-11-13T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:11:44.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>my iphone alarm didn't ring just yet. but&amp;nbsp;i woke up an hour earlier than expected. was hungry since last nite. ate 2 sandwich&amp;nbsp;jam biscuits. and hmm that's besides the point. having little tummyaches now and then. and i keep wondering if its becos i really have a bad tummy, or its just becos i'm feeling jittery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so today is &lt;em&gt;the day&lt;/em&gt;. this is it. i'm gonna be someone's wife today :) happy, yet i have a whole load of&amp;nbsp;emotions running though my heart.. we went through happy times, crazy times, bad times. everything else under the sun that a couple could have experienced. i remember him serving NS, and me waiting for him to book out every saturday, or if he called me after lights out. those crazy days or even weeks, where we couldn't see or talk to each other for long, we hung on. for the past 10 years, i've dated this guy, and no other (ok, fine, i've never dated any other guys). yes, other guys have crossed my path more than once, but at the end of the day, at the bottom of my heart, i know very well that&amp;nbsp;this is the only man i can spend the rest of my life with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i will wear his ring, take his surname, join his family. &lt;br /&gt;i couldn't be happier to be a part of his life. i hope he is too.&lt;br /&gt;and we will, make this work, holding hands walking down &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he just texted to say he's on his&amp;nbsp;way :)&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/TN38D05bI6I/AAAAAAAAEUo/Uu4wo-bYoMI/s1600/IMG_5292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/TN38D05bI6I/AAAAAAAAEUo/Uu4wo-bYoMI/s320/IMG_5292.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-318996978195728986?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/318996978195728986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/318996978195728986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/TN38D05bI6I/AAAAAAAAEUo/Uu4wo-bYoMI/s72-c/IMG_5292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-11149519677641699</id><published>2010-11-07T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:45:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Days</title><content type='html'>its exactly&amp;nbsp;6 days to&amp;nbsp;getting myself a hubby, and being someone else's wife. if i said i wasn't being jittery, i would be kidding myself totally. i asked dear if he felt jittery, scared or excited, he felt neither. he said "wads there to be scared about?" haa. yeah, that's true. its a happy occassion. perhaps, its becos i'm a girl. afterall, you'd be taking someone else's surname, earn yourself, another set of parents, and family members. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know, i'm just being paranoid, cos its just ROM. its not even the traditional wedding. but to me, the ROM mattered more than anything else, becos its the &lt;em&gt;"legal thing"&lt;/em&gt;. having the traditional wedding is nothing more than just a tradition to me. in any case, if something happened to me after our marriage, here, mr eng weiqin, would be my legally wedded husband. i always asked mummy and dear why the traditional wedding mattered more to people. and they always answer me with the same answer. mummy would say "ya la... i also dunno." and dear would simply tell me, sadly but true, "becos you are chinese." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when people ask me"why get ROM&amp;nbsp;now? why don't do it together with the traditional wedding?" need i give you an answer? &lt;em&gt;we get married because we are in love. its that simple.&lt;/em&gt; dun come bugging me for an answer. and yes, our house will not be ready by 2012 and yes, we will still be living apart. but so what? we are already&amp;nbsp;ready to be man and wife. and no one knows better us. who says husband and wife must live together? dun be such a nag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, thank you dear for making everything possible. literally everything.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to life after 13 november.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-11149519677641699?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/11149519677641699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/11149519677641699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/11/six-days.html' title='6 Days'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8353726169133579267</id><published>2010-08-25T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T22:36:58.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week</title><content type='html'>finally managed to have dinner at home, but at only at 9.30pm.&amp;nbsp;dinner has always been bread&amp;nbsp;bread and bread&amp;nbsp;in the office. its just one more freaking week to d&amp;amp;d. i'm overseeing the whole dinner. super tough planning an event with 1800 staff. been working late this whole week, 300 prizes need to be tagged tomorrow, talent competition auditions on friday, retreat on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work.work.work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding vows not done. appointment for fitting not done. flower bouquet not chosen. rings not engraved. guest list not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily dear took over the planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel lucky to have you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8353726169133579267?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8353726169133579267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8353726169133579267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-week.html' title='One Week'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6273966046839731504</id><published>2010-08-17T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:24:53.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;been busy preparing for the company's annual dinner and dance, and my ROM, i'm super tired. planning, planning and more planning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;its 3 months more to a lifetime of commitment. writing my wedding vows, changing, editing them, then writing again. trying to keep it simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;preview of our destinee bands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/TGqfbi2tIlI/AAAAAAAAESk/vleDPoGY9TA/s1600/IMG_4505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/TGqfbi2tIlI/AAAAAAAAESk/vleDPoGY9TA/s320/IMG_4505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: nothing's ever too difficult so long as you are around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6273966046839731504?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6273966046839731504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6273966046839731504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/08/vows.html' title='The Vows'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/TGqfbi2tIlI/AAAAAAAAESk/vleDPoGY9TA/s72-c/IMG_4505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2653392628420661784</id><published>2010-04-12T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:22:18.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When A Man Loves A Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i forgot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;through all the&amp;nbsp;in-and-outdoor work, day-and-night,&amp;nbsp;the thing i'd love to do most is to hit the sack every night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i guess, i have forgotten about the most important person in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i've forgotten to appreciate the little things he has done for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;things he do to make me smile even though he's not by my side... regardless, he's online every night, just to keep me company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8KsTYNCBcI/AAAAAAAAEQo/qdYwYXkspRg/s1600/Presentation1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8KsTYNCBcI/AAAAAAAAEQo/qdYwYXkspRg/s320/Presentation1.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our random,&amp;nbsp;countless,&amp;nbsp;dates...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;picking me up after work,&amp;nbsp;waiting endlessly, yet patiently&amp;nbsp;for me to finish work. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;turning round and round the&amp;nbsp;city hall area cos the bellman wouldn't let&amp;nbsp;him wait at the lobby.&amp;nbsp;vrooooming me around every weekend regardless...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8Ku8cW1SyI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/4girSbMmNhc/s1600/24012010256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8Ku8cW1SyI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/4girSbMmNhc/s320/24012010256.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;supporting me in becoming an runner. not hesitating to get me new shoes when mine had an "open mouth".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8KsO4Pj1yI/AAAAAAAAEQg/re0Rs844T_U/s1600/28032010308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8KsO4Pj1yI/AAAAAAAAEQg/re0Rs844T_U/s320/28032010308.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for becoming&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;pillar through the 9 years...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8KzMRdbUKI/AAAAAAAAERI/JCe9OQvy_AY/s1600/Happily+Ever+After.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8KzMRdbUKI/AAAAAAAAERI/JCe9OQvy_AY/s320/Happily+Ever+After.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;coincidentally,&amp;nbsp;today marks our 9th year and 5th month. and without a wink we've been engaged for 11 months. i'm still glad&amp;nbsp; you're by my side to love, learn, grow, nag, argue and fight with me. like i told you, i'm gonna leech on you. and that rock on my finger, will constantly remind me of how much you love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8K1dPT_nUI/AAAAAAAAERQ/xWatXHxTVcM/s1600/IMG_2123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S8K1dPT_nUI/AAAAAAAAERQ/xWatXHxTVcM/s320/IMG_2123.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;did i mention? i lubb you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2653392628420661784?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2653392628420661784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2653392628420661784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-man-loves-woman.html' title='When A Man Loves A Woman'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/S8KsTYNCBcI/AAAAAAAAEQo/qdYwYXkspRg/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8410736660181165879</id><published>2010-03-05T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:17:27.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weather.leave.dizzyspells.class95</title><content type='html'>in my room. aircon on.&amp;nbsp;lappy with me. listening to class 95's love songs. the weather lately is freaking hot. i love quiet&amp;nbsp;nights like this. just that dear's not online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left my blog to die. i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling tired physically, yet i'm refusing to sleep. spent my day with ex-colleagues over lunch and coffee. i'm so glad to have met so many of them.&amp;nbsp;at times like this, i miss working there, yet there's really nothing much to miss actually. people i know have left, or intending to leave. the vacancy was offered to me today, yet again.... still, i'd stand by my decision made and i'll never go back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are asking when is the date since the car and house have already been bought. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if only it was that easy.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have no idea why i'm so tired. lost appetite after lunch. had some dizzy spells. and puked literally, most of my dinner. probably should see company doctor soon enuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him, yet i refuse to sms him. cos he's having his "me" time, and i probably should go to bed soon, with class 95 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the weekend will be good, though there aren't any plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8410736660181165879?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8410736660181165879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8410736660181165879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/03/weatherleavedizzyspellsclass95.html' title='weather.leave.dizzyspells.class95'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2692213613693553598</id><published>2010-02-04T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:41:18.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Or There</title><content type='html'>i&amp;nbsp;am thrown with a higher position and salary again.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be back at hilton.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was caught in a dilemma, right from monday. dinner with colleagues was spoilt totally. it had my mind all in butterflies.&amp;nbsp;i never thought that my director would want me to go back. not when i only left for 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i&amp;nbsp;didn't take up the offer. after considering the scope and every other aspect. especially spending time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good offer. one i would say i'm flattered. yet, i'm happy right where i am now, with nice colleagues and bosses. i guess i'll never regret making this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been all that's revolving around me lately. event after event after event all happening back to back. tired, yet i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, pics of our house in progress. taken back in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S2VI9tBfBzI/AAAAAAAAEQI/kPvIsowC2e8/s1600-h/21112009118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S2VI9tBfBzI/AAAAAAAAEQI/kPvIsowC2e8/s320/21112009118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;note the workers, damn proud of what they have built. haa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and the new addition early this year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S2VInUXapBI/AAAAAAAAEP4/HVjW09b196E/s1600-h/Baby+Kia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S2VInUXapBI/AAAAAAAAEP4/HVjW09b196E/s320/Baby+Kia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S2VI0iAUp6I/AAAAAAAAEQA/4CuwenM4yw8/s1600-h/30012010286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S2VI0iAUp6I/AAAAAAAAEQA/4CuwenM4yw8/s320/30012010286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*loves*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tired after work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ta-ta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2692213613693553598?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2692213613693553598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2692213613693553598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/02/here-or-there.html' title='Here Or There'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/S2VI9tBfBzI/AAAAAAAAEQI/kPvIsowC2e8/s72-c/21112009118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3178647863106724410</id><published>2010-01-03T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:31:23.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2010 was welcomed in a rather hush-hush manner. met dear for tea after work. he brought me to max brenners at the esplanade for good churros fondue and hot chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S0CVrkKsj1I/AAAAAAAAEPw/gzsYykUawiM/s1600-h/31122009222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/S0CVrkKsj1I/AAAAAAAAEPw/gzsYykUawiM/s320/31122009222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2009 was memorable, looking back, major things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. i left my job at hilton for a higher pay and position. it was a good switch, but i still miss hilton sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. dear surprised me with his proposal on 25 april 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. we made our first, and biggest investment together. our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and to start 2010, we made our second huge investment :) can't wait for it to arrive! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yay. cheers to 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3178647863106724410?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3178647863106724410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3178647863106724410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/S0CVrkKsj1I/AAAAAAAAEPw/gzsYykUawiM/s72-c/31122009222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1253757899099992602</id><published>2009-11-07T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:58:47.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 26th</title><content type='html'>aiya, 26 liao... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will tell everything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYlle99gI/AAAAAAAAEN4/HCyRcIzIuYw/s1600-h/03112009087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYlle99gI/AAAAAAAAEN4/HCyRcIzIuYw/s320/03112009087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cake for me and Gen (my colleague sharing the same birthday as me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYi-ySNwI/AAAAAAAAENw/PKMS7sVUl3g/s1600-h/03112009086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYi-ySNwI/AAAAAAAAENw/PKMS7sVUl3g/s320/03112009086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 pizzas, 2 rolls of garlic bread,&amp;nbsp;sushi tei, huge box of hot wings and not forgetting fruits ----&amp;gt; all from my directors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYRd3RvsI/AAAAAAAAENg/d1UgAFasNcY/s1600-h/P1040855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYRd3RvsI/AAAAAAAAENg/d1UgAFasNcY/s320/P1040855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;birthday girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYo6WpCmI/AAAAAAAAEOA/K2BwCnzpPaA/s1600-h/03112009085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYo6WpCmI/AAAAAAAAEOA/K2BwCnzpPaA/s320/03112009085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from my colleague. inside, a pink pen, to fit my organizer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(in the end, i found out, that mini pen&amp;nbsp;did not come cheap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYyHPxJ-I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/TJmwRY46jdM/s1600-h/03112009093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYyHPxJ-I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/TJmwRY46jdM/s320/03112009093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;flowers delivered to my office with an Elizabeth Arden perfume... from my Hilton Team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYvqEk6UI/AAAAAAAAEOI/21EpcYAaS9s/s1600-h/03112009090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVYvqEk6UI/AAAAAAAAEOI/21EpcYAaS9s/s320/03112009090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVY3mRRMKI/AAAAAAAAEOY/GW-j1E3c9_8/s1600-h/03112009092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVY3mRRMKI/AAAAAAAAEOY/GW-j1E3c9_8/s320/03112009092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVZzP9BrVI/AAAAAAAAEOg/fMIm55htYN8/s1600-h/82761m_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVZzP9BrVI/AAAAAAAAEOg/fMIm55htYN8/s320/82761m_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVZ0A-czAI/AAAAAAAAEOo/vHX_8vyL0yQ/s1600-h/82769m_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVZ0A-czAI/AAAAAAAAEOo/vHX_8vyL0yQ/s320/82769m_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from my HR&amp;nbsp;team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVkM1J0kFI/AAAAAAAAEO4/ey-DlD46BMw/s1600-h/IMG_2603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVkM1J0kFI/AAAAAAAAEO4/ey-DlD46BMw/s320/IMG_2603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;awfully chocolate from nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVjmdgeTQI/AAAAAAAAEOw/vTfXnRXSpcw/s1600-h/IMG_2621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVjmdgeTQI/AAAAAAAAEOw/vTfXnRXSpcw/s320/IMG_2621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and my most exceptional, and favourite&amp;nbsp;present....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVXl894pxI/AAAAAAAAENY/d3-a4yTUmws/s1600-h/f9d6d3492a0909dc1b75e8b47feefd259fc35730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SvVXl894pxI/AAAAAAAAENY/d3-a4yTUmws/s320/f9d6d3492a0909dc1b75e8b47feefd259fc35730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the latest PSP GO, from dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he's just awesome. like the present. topped up with damn good dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, i'm addicted to my favourite game on it...... WWE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1253757899099992602?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1253757899099992602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1253757899099992602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-26th.html' title='Happy 26th'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SvVYlle99gI/AAAAAAAAEN4/HCyRcIzIuYw/s72-c/03112009087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-7347058253070867566</id><published>2009-10-21T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:23:32.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helipad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for the first time in my life, i'm up on 73 storeys high today. view from the&amp;nbsp;tallest hotel was magnificient. everything seemed so small. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8W5hR4MAI/AAAAAAAAEMw/fY-optxoctM/s1600-h/21102009048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8W5hR4MAI/AAAAAAAAEMw/fY-optxoctM/s320/21102009048.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XEDys44I/AAAAAAAAENA/goeytXBERNc/s1600-h/21102009045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XEDys44I/AAAAAAAAENA/goeytXBERNc/s320/21102009045.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE HELIPAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XBta7L9I/AAAAAAAAEM4/pOth7xryaoc/s1600-h/21102009044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XBta7L9I/AAAAAAAAEM4/pOth7xryaoc/s320/21102009044.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;overlooking singapore flyer and marina bay sands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XFsztWwI/AAAAAAAAENI/eDxjAHIKGZU/s1600-h/21102009046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XFsztWwI/AAAAAAAAENI/eDxjAHIKGZU/s320/21102009046.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XIWJDYWI/AAAAAAAAENQ/N2ZPhYbxtH8/s1600-h/21102009047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/St8XIWJDYWI/AAAAAAAAENQ/N2ZPhYbxtH8/s320/21102009047.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;pics not very bright cos the sun was scorching. but nevertheless, its a&amp;nbsp;mouth-opening&amp;nbsp;experience! not everyone has the chance to be up there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-7347058253070867566?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7347058253070867566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7347058253070867566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/10/helipad.html' title='Helipad'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/St8W5hR4MAI/AAAAAAAAEMw/fY-optxoctM/s72-c/21102009048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2376018330497341717</id><published>2009-10-11T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:00:51.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;went bowling with dear and his buddies on saturday. i was just amused by the socks that we purchased over the bowling counter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/StHii0Wx-1I/AAAAAAAAEMg/dN5-Bi5Cq2I/s1600-h/10102009021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/StHii0Wx-1I/AAAAAAAAEMg/dN5-Bi5Cq2I/s320/10102009021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this isn't a clear shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/StHiklfPXHI/AAAAAAAAEMo/g8PyK-n50is/s1600-h/10102009022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/StHiklfPXHI/AAAAAAAAEMo/g8PyK-n50is/s320/10102009022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;close up. look at those bowling pins! i'm just totally amused :D cos they usually come in plain white. don't they look simply silly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;backtrack, i went back to Hilton on friday to pickup my final paycheck. many said i look so much happier (which i totally am). and i'm finally holding the VISITOR's pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/StHiXs37TWI/AAAAAAAAEMY/-A7EvmXiTeg/s1600-h/09102009019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/StHiXs37TWI/AAAAAAAAEMY/-A7EvmXiTeg/s320/09102009019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yay-oh-yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and... i had my hair done in jet black, plus treatment and a trim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tomorrow's the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2376018330497341717?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2376018330497341717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2376018330497341717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/10/silly-socks.html' title='Silly Socks'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/StHii0Wx-1I/AAAAAAAAEMg/dN5-Bi5Cq2I/s72-c/10102009021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6202731211741564189</id><published>2009-10-07T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:30:08.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Million Dollar Bill</title><content type='html'>simply love that song playing! got it on repeat mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're my million dollar bill :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6202731211741564189?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6202731211741564189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6202731211741564189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/10/million-dollar-bill.html' title='Million Dollar Bill'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-9118315790260062313</id><published>2009-10-06T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:57:45.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i went back to Hilton today for dinner with my ex-boss, plus colleagues. thing is, i'm so touched by everything that boss did for me, to show his appreciation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SstZMlF1lyI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/knKufp_XQWY/s1600-h/IMG_9099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SstZMlF1lyI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/knKufp_XQWY/s320/IMG_9099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;a HUGE bouquet of lilies, and diamond earrings, plus a card that read &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dear Juliet, just to say, all the best at Fairmont, and thank you for the dedicated efforts during the one year, and also your upbeat attitude. No doubt, we will catch up one day."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;being under his wing, he&amp;nbsp;has taught me many things, and i clearly know that, he left footprints on my career path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-9118315790260062313?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/9118315790260062313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/9118315790260062313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-that-pass-you-by.html' title='Footprints'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SstZMlF1lyI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/knKufp_XQWY/s72-c/IMG_9099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3209664154660652109</id><published>2009-10-05T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:00:29.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Random &amp; Such</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;have officially left my employment with Hilton Singapore. many memories there. pictures a thousands, and colleagues i'm gonna miss dearly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;most of all, i'll miss that messy desk that has been with me throughout the year odd that i'm there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SsnPl5v-vbI/AAAAAAAAEMI/6SY8n-8yugY/s1600-h/06042009757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SsnPl5v-vbI/AAAAAAAAEMI/6SY8n-8yugY/s320/06042009757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;nevertheless, i'm looking forward to a new, and better&amp;nbsp;start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;today is day one of my break. it feels rather good to sleep in. went for a good swim right after&amp;nbsp;i woke up. determined to&amp;nbsp;shed some&amp;nbsp;weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;aside, dear bot mini yam mooncakes from east ocean. its thumbs up (according to mummy) cos i only ate half. the rest was gluped by my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SsnOSWFn6RI/AAAAAAAAEMA/vrU6OQ60Zfg/s1600-h/26092009012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SsnOSWFn6RI/AAAAAAAAEMA/vrU6OQ60Zfg/s320/26092009012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SsnOPuRo0bI/AAAAAAAAEL4/iy6UMu7xKIc/s1600-h/30082009002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SsnOPuRo0bI/AAAAAAAAEL4/iy6UMu7xKIc/s320/30082009002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;on his desktop :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;dinner with ex-boss tomorrow. having mixed feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3209664154660652109?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3209664154660652109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3209664154660652109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-random-such.html' title='Of Random &amp; Such'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SsnPl5v-vbI/AAAAAAAAEMI/6SY8n-8yugY/s72-c/06042009757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6202208766093297463</id><published>2009-09-24T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:15:59.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Ours!</title><content type='html'>dear and i went to sign the lease for our flat today, and paying a hefty 5-figure sum for the downpayment. the home is officially ours! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that its not even built yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for everything to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6202208766093297463?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6202208766093297463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6202208766093297463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/09/officially-ours.html' title='Officially Ours!'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3298551905868384609</id><published>2009-09-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:48:50.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah! I Miss You.</title><content type='html'>ok, i'm not usually like this, but this time i do miss dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work when all is quiet and i can finally find time to rest, think about work&amp;nbsp;plans and read the papers, at the back of my mind, i miss him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone rang just now and i'm glad its not my boss but dear on the other end. i missed his sms this morning as i was stashed busy with my boss,&amp;nbsp;phone calls, emails, people&amp;nbsp;and practially, papers. regretfully, he was on the plane already when i saw his message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workwise, i'm counting down my notice period. 20 more days as of today. i'm gonna miss my colleagues at hilton. through this&amp;nbsp;1 year+++ there are many memorable things, and experiences which i'lll take away with me. happy that i'm still employable, and moving on to different challenges. come what may, i know dear's always gonna support my decisions. and i'm always glad that he's here to share my thoughts and ideals with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SrOdG-2_T1I/AAAAAAAAELw/RAzu5JHP-YA/s1600-h/US-+Black+White.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SrOdG-2_T1I/AAAAAAAAELw/RAzu5JHP-YA/s320/US-+Black+White.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life is never same without you, my best friend, my partner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3298551905868384609?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3298551905868384609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3298551905868384609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/09/ah-i-miss-you.html' title='Ah! I Miss You.'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SrOdG-2_T1I/AAAAAAAAELw/RAzu5JHP-YA/s72-c/US-+Black+White.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8140351264569420285</id><published>2009-09-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:09:43.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Off To Thailand</title><content type='html'>argghh. just as i was looking forward to spend the long weekend with dear, he told me he's flying off to thailand tomorrow for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo! : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could make do with saturday by clearing some extra&amp;nbsp;work for my handover and maybe get down to shopping for new blazers for my new employment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i often&amp;nbsp;wonder what life would be like without you entering my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8140351264569420285?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8140351264569420285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8140351264569420285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-off-to-thailand.html' title='Dear Off To Thailand'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1782085220605004755</id><published>2009-09-13T22:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:54:13.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexican Food. Movies In The Park. Hilton Stay.</title><content type='html'>ahhh. my long awaited break. not break in a sense, since in between the days, hours and minutes, i've been working on and off through the weekend. but still, i totally enjoyed myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear came to pick me up from work, waiting patiently for me to finish wadeva work i had to. then he brought me to holland village to have mexican food, for the second time! isn't he just the sweetest thing? and, i love his food finds! always surprising! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz4eqhbkdI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/6UFEQoy5O_8/s1600-h/Photo0099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz4eqhbkdI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/6UFEQoy5O_8/s320/Photo0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our appertizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nachos topped with tomato chunks, cheese, jalapenos and sour cream! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it doesn't look good here, but its superb in taste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz4tJEgq-I/AAAAAAAAEIY/9dXw-ZcwK0Q/s1600-h/Photo0102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz4tJEgq-I/AAAAAAAAEIY/9dXw-ZcwK0Q/s320/Photo0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz45YxBI4I/AAAAAAAAEIg/a34XXtPCqk8/s1600-h/Photo0103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz45YxBI4I/AAAAAAAAEIg/a34XXtPCqk8/s320/Photo0103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear's hard shell taco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;friday ends here cos i'm totally tired after work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;was so looking forward to saturday cos we planned so many things! but there were unplanned things too la. like going for medical examination for my new employment, getting passport pics, and going back to my office to clear work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so aniwae, saturday comes the long awaited&amp;nbsp;Hilton stay! checked in with dear, only to leave him in the room alone while i went back to office to work :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz9LJMTDuI/AAAAAAAAELg/yXE2nmHcqrA/s1600-h/Photo0186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz9LJMTDuI/AAAAAAAAELg/yXE2nmHcqrA/s320/Photo0186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i went back to our room only 3 hours later. my poor boy. he keeps having to wait for me. but work ends here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we set off early for movies in the park by class 95! the crowd was wow! saw real life glenn, fd, jean and tim as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz6GbO0QxI/AAAAAAAAEJY/G73aOrQrmZM/s1600-h/Photo0125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz6GbO0QxI/AAAAAAAAEJY/G73aOrQrmZM/s320/Photo0125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;only part of the early crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz6RGR2KnI/AAAAAAAAEJg/MVNddaytyDw/s1600-h/Photo0126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz6RGR2KnI/AAAAAAAAEJg/MVNddaytyDw/s320/Photo0126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz69zF-PYI/AAAAAAAAEKA/IOmU3AoMzKg/s1600-h/Photo0130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz69zF-PYI/AAAAAAAAEKA/IOmU3AoMzKg/s320/Photo0130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz7JkpnBKI/AAAAAAAAEKI/h5O78yHWh_c/s1600-h/Photo0131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz7JkpnBKI/AAAAAAAAEKI/h5O78yHWh_c/s320/Photo0131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;crowd becomes bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz7YUN7FwI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/J_6SQV-ZB1k/s1600-h/Photo0142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz7YUN7FwI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/J_6SQV-ZB1k/s320/Photo0142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;waiting for ironman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz7wxhdC1I/AAAAAAAAEKg/x6OoQ-Uhe9c/s1600-h/Photo0151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz7wxhdC1I/AAAAAAAAEKg/x6OoQ-Uhe9c/s320/Photo0151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;crowd gets bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8ITbrSjI/AAAAAAAAEKw/j69q1GvlxC4/s1600-h/Photo0153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8ITbrSjI/AAAAAAAAEKw/j69q1GvlxC4/s320/Photo0153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ta-da! finally screening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8cfaZRaI/AAAAAAAAELA/BwAP1zb89n0/s1600-h/Photo0156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8cfaZRaI/AAAAAAAAELA/BwAP1zb89n0/s320/Photo0156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;back to the hotel by 11pm. ah fat bored on the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8nGdWJRI/AAAAAAAAELI/TV1y3zFNE3Q/s1600-h/Photo0173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8nGdWJRI/AAAAAAAAELI/TV1y3zFNE3Q/s320/Photo0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;finally get to enjoy my stay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;early this morning, woke up with dearie beside me. felt that i'm such a lucky girl. we got ready for breakfast at checkers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8ybDe-FI/AAAAAAAAELQ/-RrLGsEVmYw/s1600-h/Photo0182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz8ybDe-FI/AAAAAAAAELQ/-RrLGsEVmYw/s320/Photo0182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz88S_l2JI/AAAAAAAAELY/PWnHQpM9TTs/s1600-h/Photo0184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sqz88S_l2JI/AAAAAAAAELY/PWnHQpM9TTs/s320/Photo0184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;din take any pics of the food. but Hilton's breakfast is always good, no qualms about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;whats left is our glasses of juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear: hey boy!&amp;nbsp;12&amp;nbsp;september marks our 8 years and 10 months. you've always shown me your love and support by waiting patiently for me to finish work. guilty as can be, you've never blamed me for being such a busy bee. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just want you to know that for every picture i paint, you'd always be in it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1782085220605004755?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1782085220605004755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1782085220605004755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/09/mexican-food-movies-in-park-hilton-stay.html' title='Mexican Food. Movies In The Park. Hilton Stay.'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/Sqz4eqhbkdI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/6UFEQoy5O_8/s72-c/Photo0099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2043335142959791915</id><published>2009-09-09T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:28:54.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Letter</title><content type='html'>ok, its been soooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tendered today. wad a significant day to remember. got a better offer and, hmm... i dun think i'll ever miss anything around me now, maybe not now at least. but i'll definitely miss the people at hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i'm looking forward to start my life anew again. and i hope things go smooooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luck is all i need now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2043335142959791915?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2043335142959791915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2043335142959791915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-letter.html' title='That Letter'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-5826193354378979920</id><published>2009-08-30T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:17:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daisy</title><content type='html'>yay! isn't it gorgeous? that flower on my blogger header? dear did it for me while he was watching soccer. he spent more than 30 mins configuring the size for me, when i already gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i told you, life's gonna be so insane without you. you're the sweetest to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-5826193354378979920?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5826193354378979920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5826193354378979920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-daisy.html' title='My Daisy'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1964139688896808311</id><published>2009-06-28T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:44:58.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found It!</title><content type='html'>dear bot me this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Skd76NK-ieI/AAAAAAAAECQ/0G0WORdq-tQ/s1600-h/28062009048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382922051455458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Skd76NK-ieI/AAAAAAAAECQ/0G0WORdq-tQ/s320/28062009048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we were always on the lookout for it, but it seems like the ladies one is damn hard to find. it didn't come cheap. at least, not to me. its his favourite football team. i super love the jersey. thanks for all the lovin' baby. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1964139688896808311?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1964139688896808311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1964139688896808311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/06/found-it.html' title='Found It!'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/Skd76NK-ieI/AAAAAAAAECQ/0G0WORdq-tQ/s72-c/28062009048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4618340318856409332</id><published>2009-06-25T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:18:21.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People Who Made Me</title><content type='html'>there are 2 most important people which i really feel so indebted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy and mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy would always make sure i have breakfast everyday. coffee sachets to work. shampoo and conditioners stocked. chips and junk for destress after work. and my coke light for sugar cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for as long as i have been working, my dad would never fail to pick me up from the train station, regardless of how late i worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how much longer am i ever gonna be leaning on them. but, its just blissful to have supportive parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4618340318856409332?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4618340318856409332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4618340318856409332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/06/people-who-made-me.html' title='People Who Made Me'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2064172812595579234</id><published>2009-06-15T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:54:42.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flat</title><content type='html'>datthis should long be posted, but i'm super busy as always. i realised i never will not say i'm not busy anymore. busy has become a permanent four letter word in my dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, dear and i got our unit early this month. this is our block in a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SjZbVpcxNvI/AAAAAAAAECI/3wptxI3mJuE/s1600-h/08062009001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347562035010942706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SjZbVpcxNvI/AAAAAAAAECI/3wptxI3mJuE/s320/08062009001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've even got our address too. but its not even bulit yet. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and well... lets hope things go smooth from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glad we're on this road together. i never said it, but thanks for doing all the applications and calculations. all i did was put my signature. i never could have done it without you. you're world class fiance :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn. tomorrow's thursday only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2064172812595579234?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2064172812595579234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2064172812595579234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/06/flat.html' title='The Flat'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SjZbVpcxNvI/AAAAAAAAECI/3wptxI3mJuE/s72-c/08062009001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4168883884801074349</id><published>2009-06-07T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:43:21.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Birthday</title><content type='html'>daddy's 60! and getting his latest baby tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, celebrations at jade palace seafood restaurant at forum (recommended by me). they have good dim sum as well. go give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbUo2TKCI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/4IjdOeU_ebE/s1600-h/IMG_8723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344606530414258210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbUo2TKCI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/4IjdOeU_ebE/s320/IMG_8723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my supports.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbT5jJVbI/AAAAAAAAEBI/_pjRUL0k_bY/s1600-h/IMG_8720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344606517717456306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbT5jJVbI/AAAAAAAAEBI/_pjRUL0k_bY/s320/IMG_8720.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the other pillar of strength.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;part of the course dinner included...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbUxbRNsI/AAAAAAAAEBY/6-Tcje7Oh8Q/s1600-h/IMG_8724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344606532716803778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbUxbRNsI/AAAAAAAAEBY/6-Tcje7Oh8Q/s320/IMG_8724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sharks fin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbVNRORSI/AAAAAAAAEBg/7iF2mqSsymM/s1600-h/IMG_8728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344606540190860578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbVNRORSI/AAAAAAAAEBg/7iF2mqSsymM/s320/IMG_8728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;abalone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbVTAi7bI/AAAAAAAAEBo/cvLY5IHpOGc/s1600-h/IMG_8729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344606541731524018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivbVTAi7bI/AAAAAAAAEBo/cvLY5IHpOGc/s320/IMG_8729.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;scallops and prawns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sivde3QMUrI/AAAAAAAAECA/iHWURQBnt0c/s1600-h/IMG_8733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344608905102906034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sivde3QMUrI/AAAAAAAAECA/iHWURQBnt0c/s320/IMG_8733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;blackforest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and to reward myself for working so damn hard, and not being appreciated, i got myself a new baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivcdKKMXLI/AAAAAAAAEBw/Q1PIuQJrvhA/s1600-h/2678349592_efa0a2599d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344607776306650290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SivcdKKMXLI/AAAAAAAAEBw/Q1PIuQJrvhA/s320/2678349592_efa0a2599d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nokia E71. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pic credits to cruddog.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;classy? i wanted to get white, but it was out of stock and i saw many ladies carrying it. so i thot steel grey looks corporate and cool. at least, individualistic. not that i had a choice of colours though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on leave tomorrow, for my big plans :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4168883884801074349?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4168883884801074349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4168883884801074349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/06/dads-birthday.html' title='Dad&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SivbUo2TKCI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/4IjdOeU_ebE/s72-c/IMG_8723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4151299125863848814</id><published>2009-05-26T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:08:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Minutes</title><content type='html'>today's occurance has made me think alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been in a constant dilemma for that 30 minutes. because i don't know wad i want for that mere moment. aniwae, i have doubts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, shall shelf it at the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it has been a month since you proposed. that rock brings about greater responsibilities and commitment. future plans are so much more. but of cos, i know you'll always have me in your plans :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/ShvwtfDjZbI/AAAAAAAAEBA/qg7CE4Xrt0w/s1600-h/IMG_2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340126447399036338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/ShvwtfDjZbI/AAAAAAAAEBA/qg7CE4Xrt0w/s320/IMG_2105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4151299125863848814?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4151299125863848814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4151299125863848814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/05/30-minutes.html' title='30 Minutes'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/ShvwtfDjZbI/AAAAAAAAEBA/qg7CE4Xrt0w/s72-c/IMG_2105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1196729693702131737</id><published>2009-05-17T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:27:27.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Excitement</title><content type='html'>08 june 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1196729693702131737?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1196729693702131737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1196729693702131737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/05/pure-excitement.html' title='Pure Excitement'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-9193581059599990334</id><published>2009-05-14T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:01:29.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>its more than just feeling worn out. the level of tiredness is just tripled-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, mother's day for my mummy. jie, dear and i spent a hefty sum at ritz carlton for a 6-course lunch. included cold dish, sharks fin, e-fu noodles (which i did not take picture of), and the below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sgwuc0xUmAI/AAAAAAAAEAg/asrPHBATCNk/s1600-h/10052009834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335690731263924226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Sgwuc0xUmAI/AAAAAAAAEAg/asrPHBATCNk/s320/10052009834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;spare ribs with prawns. damn nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SgwucxyOxNI/AAAAAAAAEAo/la7MRxyUzEI/s1600-h/10052009835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335690730462430418" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SgwucxyOxNI/AAAAAAAAEAo/la7MRxyUzEI/s320/10052009835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sea perch with garlic. this is damn yummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SgwudC-XssI/AAAAAAAAEAw/tJCpzc318YU/s1600-h/10052009836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335690735076750018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SgwudC-XssI/AAAAAAAAEAw/tJCpzc318YU/s320/10052009836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mango with sago and pomelo. yumms. the longevity bun beside it is dammm nice also. its filled with lian rong and salted egg yolk. who would have thot?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it wasn't cheap la. but oh well, so long as she's happy. the kids are more than glad to pay :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for putting that rock upon my finger, and for making me all that matters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-9193581059599990334?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/9193581059599990334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/9193581059599990334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/Sgwuc0xUmAI/AAAAAAAAEAg/asrPHBATCNk/s72-c/10052009834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3409213512579271943</id><published>2009-04-25T22:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:52:15.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Proposed...</title><content type='html'>the title explains i guess. more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't easy cos we were both working today. i know dear's extremely busy with his current projects. still, he told me to dress up and brought me to fullerton for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the curious me just wondered why he would want to spend so much bucks on just purely a weekly date. he simply shrugged off by saying that he &lt;em&gt;"just felt like it".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i took his words for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, he popped the question &lt;em&gt;on his knees &lt;/em&gt;along the riverside. a nice quiet place which was my ideal setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he totally got me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he succeeded. though it really came at a time where i was least expecting it. it really took me by surprise. i never knew he was gonna pop the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhsoY7MI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/98yejR0BBtc/s1600-h/IMG_2108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328980495514004674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhsoY7MI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/98yejR0BBtc/s320/IMG_2108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my destinee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhQAMkrI/AAAAAAAAEAI/_QOryox8O24/s1600-h/IMG_2109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328980487829230258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhQAMkrI/AAAAAAAAEAI/_QOryox8O24/s320/IMG_2109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXg_tmrNI/AAAAAAAAD_4/M2frNpIeHXo/s1600-h/IMG_2125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328980483456281810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXg_tmrNI/AAAAAAAAD_4/M2frNpIeHXo/s320/IMG_2125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhOoq0MI/AAAAAAAAEAA/MGLBcxIQruk/s1600-h/IMG_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328980487462113474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhOoq0MI/AAAAAAAAEAA/MGLBcxIQruk/s320/IMG_2117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhwlPJ8I/AAAAAAAAEAY/26m9yd_z_us/s1600-h/IMG_2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328980496574523330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhwlPJ8I/AAAAAAAAEAY/26m9yd_z_us/s320/IMG_2115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so after 8 years and 5 months, he proposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear: thank you for wanting to take care of me for the rest of your life, and for bringing our relationship unto the next level. now 2 hours after your proposal, i'm still overwhelmed by what you did so suddenly (but i'm happy). i love both the ring, and you. i should right? its a destinee. hee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i know that the love you shower on me, is superrrrr duperrrrr alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3409213512579271943?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3409213512579271943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3409213512579271943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-proposed.html' title='He Proposed...'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SfRXhsoY7MI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/98yejR0BBtc/s72-c/IMG_2108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3057872003774116489</id><published>2009-04-18T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:44:48.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another...</title><content type='html'>got my 3rd coach product today. not that i'm an avid fan of the brand. but since its a gift. why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie bought it for me from san francisco. daddy and her went holidaying there. yep, envious. but, i got a coach free. so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SenjGAOV-AI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/zsxoIO0desE/s1600-h/18042009786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326037726621202434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SenjGAOV-AI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/zsxoIO0desE/s320/18042009786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it was tied up in a gold ribbon, placed on my table when i got home :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SenjGbvM6OI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/CKWf7zbdahc/s1600-h/18042009788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326037734006778082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SenjGbvM6OI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/CKWf7zbdahc/s320/18042009788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a wristlet! so love it! i wanted one always. but never thot of getting it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it somehow brightened up my day. the weekend was kinda tough for me to handle. job demands are getting more and more that i could barely breathe. even at 12 midnite, i'll still be sending emails, and at the wee mornings the mobile would ring constantly. dear was there, by my side, patiently waiting for me, always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;buay tahan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you dear. can't ask for more than your presence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3057872003774116489?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3057872003774116489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3057872003774116489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/04/yet-another.html' title='Yet Another...'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SenjGAOV-AI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/zsxoIO0desE/s72-c/18042009786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8141272763589604834</id><published>2009-04-11T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:06:07.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers From Boss</title><content type='html'>have been missing since my trip back from china. was a short but fruitful trip. learnt and experienced many things. am given many responsibilities now that i'm back. workload is damn heavy. sometimes, i wonder to myself why life turned out this way, and complain to dear about this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but received this from my director today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuQb1iorI/AAAAAAAAD-o/ukmWjK898lA/s1600-h/11042009768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446356925391538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuQb1iorI/AAAAAAAAD-o/ukmWjK898lA/s320/11042009768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to thank me for my hard work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;suddenly, all things paid off. its something small, but at least i know my boss appreciates my efforts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuQvG8H3I/AAAAAAAAD-w/0Q2VT_XNXRk/s1600-h/11042009775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446362098638706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuQvG8H3I/AAAAAAAAD-w/0Q2VT_XNXRk/s320/11042009775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; close up. so pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuRuZs1HI/AAAAAAAAD_I/m72Hi0hG0zo/s1600-h/11042009782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446379088761970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuRuZs1HI/AAAAAAAAD_I/m72Hi0hG0zo/s320/11042009782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the whole bouquet was HUGE and heavy. must say he got good taste. very unique colours and type of flowers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuRLqtWfI/AAAAAAAAD_A/e_k1h6ZecO0/s1600-h/11042009780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446369764858354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuRLqtWfI/AAAAAAAAD_A/e_k1h6ZecO0/s320/11042009780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuQ4YSUcI/AAAAAAAAD-4/L8pUkoEN834/s1600-h/11042009779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446364587315650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SeCuQ4YSUcI/AAAAAAAAD-4/L8pUkoEN834/s320/11042009779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;phew~ it has been a longgggg week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8141272763589604834?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8141272763589604834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8141272763589604834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/04/flowers-from-boss.html' title='Flowers From Boss'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SeCuQb1iorI/AAAAAAAAD-o/ukmWjK898lA/s72-c/11042009768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3044618191926446488</id><published>2009-03-22T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:06:19.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postponed</title><content type='html'>my china recruitment trip has been postponed to this friday. so damn last minute. they changed the itinerary 3 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya. damn sian. alot of meetings to attend this week. plus things to prepare for the trip. i'm working till my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, tomorrow's the start of war again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i had a good weekend! dear and i changed our hair colours. we are back to being asians! spent time together movie-ing. had stayovers, and total quality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm appreciative of your presence in my life. somehow, you make it different.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3044618191926446488?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3044618191926446488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3044618191926446488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/03/postponed.html' title='Postponed'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2091920101630041342</id><published>2009-03-16T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:36:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my director is sending me to china for recruitment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only got the news late in the evening when he made his decision. happy that he gave me this opportunity to learn and expose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy, yet it makes me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am leaving this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. need to pack and all. so last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its damn freezing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 damn degrees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2091920101630041342?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2091920101630041342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2091920101630041342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/03/china.html' title='China'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8955375254540075759</id><published>2009-03-13T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:04:58.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friday The 13th</title><content type='html'>its friday, and i've fought hard for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to listen to love songs on class 95, but streaming is now suspended. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, my engine's super low today. maybe cos its friday. being black and blue after a week's fighting. but i still have to get my engine running with fuel for office tomorrow. i've been feeling the same. but i've learnt to be more appreciative of things, and i've been happy at work. though certain things have changed, and at times, the workload is nothing but pure thunderstorm and lightning strikes. but my colleagues always make me feel loved. the smiles, toys and junk always appear at my table now. its those little things :) plus 2 good bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting my besties tomorrow. for house-warming :) our lives have changed so much. since the pimple-poked face, to getting bfs, getting jobs, and now, ali has already gone on to start her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention? managed to talk myself out of buying clothes, doing my hair, and getting a new organizer (my temp staff spilled coffee over it). actually, i just didn't have the energy to shop after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so gonna sleep like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8955375254540075759?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8955375254540075759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8955375254540075759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-friday-13th.html' title='My Friday The 13th'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6691109857038001155</id><published>2009-03-11T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:44:10.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wireless</title><content type='html'>i blogged like 4 entries. but none of them got posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that, when i always am about to click the publish post button, something happens, and i stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm here again, i'm filled with mixed feelings. feelings i can't describe.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i'm happy or upset, i'd come running here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i'm off my retainers, only have to wear them at night when i'm snoozing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm free. yay-ness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6691109857038001155?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6691109857038001155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6691109857038001155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/03/wireless.html' title='Wireless'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1341585474276869415</id><published>2009-02-27T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:53:50.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting Waiting Wishing</title><content type='html'>just had my song changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me happy listening to it. from the movie soundtrack &lt;em&gt;he's just not that into you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear's back from his bkk. with pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf9HH9-rbI/AAAAAAAAD94/pbeIP4fD_L4/s1600-h/DSC06580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488984719338930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf9HH9-rbI/AAAAAAAAD94/pbeIP4fD_L4/s320/DSC06580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf9HIjzLUI/AAAAAAAAD9w/g7DWIeMn9nk/s1600-h/DSC06579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488984877968706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf9HIjzLUI/AAAAAAAAD9w/g7DWIeMn9nk/s320/DSC06579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf7DAl14JI/AAAAAAAAD9A/zouQg_OqttQ/s1600-h/DSC06563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307486714996318354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf7DAl14JI/AAAAAAAAD9A/zouQg_OqttQ/s320/DSC06563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf7DIJbGSI/AAAAAAAAD9I/zUbWnt8Dyqo/s1600-h/DSC06571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf7D9L1OAI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/soa0NTTNlQw/s320/DSC06573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf7D1M5kLI/AAAAAAAAD9g/jZBuxnCaXl4/s1600-h/DSC06575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307486729118781618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf7D1M5kLI/AAAAAAAAD9g/jZBuxnCaXl4/s320/DSC06575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf9G2k2MUI/AAAAAAAAD9o/DxQhRlWrz7U/s1600-h/DSC06576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488980050522434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/Saf9G2k2MUI/AAAAAAAAD9o/DxQhRlWrz7U/s320/DSC06576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he said its such a pity i couldn't take leave to be with him, or we could have bot an air ticket and flew me there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;looking at the apartment itself, makes me wanna be there for a holiday (to shop of cos!) while he works!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;too bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm married to work. work-work-work. the damn four letter word. wad to do when it finances my life right now.&lt;/p&gt;caught&lt;em&gt; marley &amp;amp; me&lt;/em&gt; with dear on saturday after work. we spent so much on movies lately, we dun even dare think about it. but, the show's damn good and unfortunately sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so... tomorrow's monday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for the coming months to pass quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i simply just can't wait.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeks... hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1341585474276869415?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1341585474276869415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1341585474276869415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/02/sitting-waiting-wishing.html' title='Sitting Waiting Wishing'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/Saf9HH9-rbI/AAAAAAAAD94/pbeIP4fD_L4/s72-c/DSC06580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1426537262130185599</id><published>2009-02-22T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:50:23.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>this is gonna be so totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear's off to bangkok tomorrow for business. spent a whole load of quality time with him this weekend. caught &lt;em&gt;he's just not that into you&lt;/em&gt; together. great movie. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetrack, i bot luo cupcakes from crystal jade. cute and pretty as they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYvWYK7hI/AAAAAAAAD74/Y8WDRRXY5ys/s1600-h/IMG_1761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305619406503210514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYvWYK7hI/AAAAAAAAD74/Y8WDRRXY5ys/s320/IMG_1761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYv8tvomI/AAAAAAAAD8A/AsjEkgoAzJk/s1600-h/IMG_1762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305619416794243682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYv8tvomI/AAAAAAAAD8A/AsjEkgoAzJk/s320/IMG_1762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and sidetrack back to CNY, i just got these pics uploaded...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYwTMsjgI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/P8409jG6yiw/s1600-h/IMG_7916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305619422829645314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYwTMsjgI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/P8409jG6yiw/s320/IMG_7916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYwGqLEJI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/E6TiIVzcKhs/s1600-h/IMG_7915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305619419463618706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYwGqLEJI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/E6TiIVzcKhs/s320/IMG_7915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;taken with little joel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then came mummy's birthday celebration today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYwH4XdWI/AAAAAAAAD8I/al2VrvRsMEk/s1600-h/IMG_1857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305619419791586658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFYwH4XdWI/AAAAAAAAD8I/al2VrvRsMEk/s320/IMG_1857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgTqNfbQI/AAAAAAAAD8w/oVeN5_zBTws/s1600-h/IMG_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305627726883810562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgTqNfbQI/AAAAAAAAD8w/oVeN5_zBTws/s320/IMG_1866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my folks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgT-7-RvI/AAAAAAAAD84/OCeLb5Y5DzQ/s1600-h/IMG_1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305627732447479538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgT-7-RvI/AAAAAAAAD84/OCeLb5Y5DzQ/s320/IMG_1872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgTSmKOCI/AAAAAAAAD8o/4yBmpX8zUOs/s1600-h/IMG_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305627720544827426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgTSmKOCI/AAAAAAAAD8o/4yBmpX8zUOs/s320/IMG_1870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ladies of my dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgTESC5ZI/AAAAAAAAD8g/tDSDRZEvubU/s1600-h/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305627716702365074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SaFgTESC5ZI/AAAAAAAAD8g/tDSDRZEvubU/s320/IMG_1868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mama's fav&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;engineer: i couldn't have done it without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1426537262130185599?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1426537262130185599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1426537262130185599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SaFYvWYK7hI/AAAAAAAAD74/Y8WDRRXY5ys/s72-c/IMG_1761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-7578287817502314341</id><published>2009-02-08T21:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:10:19.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HDB Hub</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow's &lt;em&gt;"yuan xiao"&lt;/em&gt; already. i haven't been here for the longest time. many things have happened lately. and somehow, affected me in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, its not too late to say, happie chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seriously major credit cruch have hit the world and well... many people lost jobs, got retrenched. and being in the hospitality industry, my hotel was sure to get hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, weekends have proved to be a whole new story for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all these, dear and i took time to visit the HDB hub at toa payoh on saturday. planning for our future. doing the sums. and blah blah... some showroom pics... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4-room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kjrdzeDI/AAAAAAAAD54/p2hb5SXVmkM/s1600-h/07022009673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425113075939378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kjrdzeDI/AAAAAAAAD54/p2hb5SXVmkM/s320/07022009673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kj-RfByI/AAAAAAAAD6A/-_h9wayt_ZA/s1600-h/07022009674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425118124541730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kj-RfByI/AAAAAAAAD6A/-_h9wayt_ZA/s320/07022009674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kj3Kd_bI/AAAAAAAAD6I/akr9fvC_RCw/s1600-h/07022009675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425116216065458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kj3Kd_bI/AAAAAAAAD6I/akr9fvC_RCw/s320/07022009675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lHsXBWtI/AAAAAAAAD6g/LkCAm30H9Sc/s1600-h/07022009679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425731791215314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lHsXBWtI/AAAAAAAAD6g/LkCAm30H9Sc/s320/07022009679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kkOM1z1I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/KALZ5pvLxSI/s1600-h/07022009676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425122400030546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kkOM1z1I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/KALZ5pvLxSI/s320/07022009676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kksFjRQI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/i2R8UunHkEg/s1600-h/07022009677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425130422519042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7kksFjRQI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/i2R8UunHkEg/s320/07022009677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lH3pN52I/AAAAAAAAD6o/rGN-MIRyIZc/s1600-h/07022009680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425734820325218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lH3pN52I/AAAAAAAAD6o/rGN-MIRyIZc/s320/07022009680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 -room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lIovDoyI/AAAAAAAAD64/Ub9S1ZUoALU/s1600-h/07022009682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425747998155554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lIovDoyI/AAAAAAAAD64/Ub9S1ZUoALU/s320/07022009682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lIaFxIoI/AAAAAAAAD6w/DAiu5-g8O_4/s1600-h/07022009681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425744066880130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lIaFxIoI/AAAAAAAAD6w/DAiu5-g8O_4/s320/07022009681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lI6J8tWI/AAAAAAAAD7A/4k0w7yAzgt4/s1600-h/07022009683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425752674350434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7lI6J8tWI/AAAAAAAAD7A/4k0w7yAzgt4/s320/07022009683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_k8eSaI/AAAAAAAAD7g/v1bEkwZbils/s1600-h/07022009687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426691873491362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_k8eSaI/AAAAAAAAD7g/v1bEkwZbils/s320/07022009687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_w4RlnI/AAAAAAAAD7o/WHUlRcku4-4/s1600-h/07022009688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426695077107314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_w4RlnI/AAAAAAAAD7o/WHUlRcku4-4/s320/07022009688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_SCJhdI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/nqH7NOG3LQE/s1600-h/07022009686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426686797022674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_SCJhdI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/nqH7NOG3LQE/s320/07022009686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_NNJa_I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/uIHCqEH76ew/s1600-h/07022009685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426685500976114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_NNJa_I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/uIHCqEH76ew/s320/07022009685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_MLJ0lI/AAAAAAAAD7I/wqVVOC7zjyM/s1600-h/07022009684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426685224178258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7l_MLJ0lI/AAAAAAAAD7I/wqVVOC7zjyM/s320/07022009684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7mWHga44I/AAAAAAAAD7w/J_y7un9l0bI/s1600-h/07022009689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427079108191106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SY7mWHga44I/AAAAAAAAD7w/J_y7un9l0bI/s320/07022009689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;people i missed most in 2009,&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ali and grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i keep thinking about them. messages dun stop even during chinese new year. i know they're the most understanding. and that's why i call them &lt;em&gt;besties&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and other than that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, for the 8 years, thank you for being there always. as much as other people are more eligible, i've never stopped loving you. you'd keep me warm at night and still kiss me right out of bed in the morning. thank you for never losing that faith in me. you've always been that special someone :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wads the best news? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M WORKING ON VALENTINE'S DAY :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;toodles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-7578287817502314341?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7578287817502314341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7578287817502314341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/02/hdb-hub.html' title='HDB Hub'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SY7kjrdzeDI/AAAAAAAAD54/p2hb5SXVmkM/s72-c/07022009673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4835165567588560167</id><published>2009-01-18T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:00:06.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayden's First Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;these pics are long overdue. i've been so busy with work lately. but still, managed to take some time off to attend hayden's first month, and meet up with my besties (put off since last year :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is hayden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5akgRTjI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/RTK71gGN8Xk/s1600-h/Photo0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292637115728875058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5akgRTjI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/RTK71gGN8Xk/s320/Photo0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6sHRxhcI/AAAAAAAAD1A/_GdO3WMJpW4/s1600-h/IMG_7518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292638516632716738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6sHRxhcI/AAAAAAAAD1A/_GdO3WMJpW4/s320/IMG_7518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the happy family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5aZol2zI/AAAAAAAAD0I/H9pynbMfxGc/s1600-h/04012009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292637112810986290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5aZol2zI/AAAAAAAAD0I/H9pynbMfxGc/s320/04012009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5aVwKHSI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/eVg95GSK7vQ/s1600-h/04012009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292637111768980770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5aVwKHSI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/eVg95GSK7vQ/s320/04012009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6sbDFO9I/AAAAAAAAD1I/MoD286k91zc/s1600-h/IMG_7534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292638521939803090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6sbDFO9I/AAAAAAAAD1I/MoD286k91zc/s320/IMG_7534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in hayden's room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6rh6CCNI/AAAAAAAAD0w/cK3n_kW_OkM/s1600-h/IMG_7513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292638506601023698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6rh6CCNI/AAAAAAAAD0w/cK3n_kW_OkM/s320/IMG_7513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6r8smVQI/AAAAAAAAD04/ja1lve-Ms0M/s1600-h/IMG_7514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292638513792439554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6r8smVQI/AAAAAAAAD04/ja1lve-Ms0M/s320/IMG_7514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6s56e9KI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/HmAwzcufkmY/s1600-h/IMG_7537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292638530225239202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM6s56e9KI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/HmAwzcufkmY/s320/IMG_7537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dinner at bakerzin. i think ali looks fabulous after her marriage :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5a5guLFI/AAAAAAAAD0g/F3838ybqpjg/s1600-h/04012009633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292637121367911506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5a5guLFI/AAAAAAAAD0g/F3838ybqpjg/s320/04012009633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gift from hayden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5bFLnt_I/AAAAAAAAD0o/_aVrld4rEwI/s1600-h/04012009634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292637124500633586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SXM5bFLnt_I/AAAAAAAAD0o/_aVrld4rEwI/s320/04012009634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's monday &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. busy with work, &lt;em&gt;yet again&lt;/em&gt;. boss keeps smsing. check hp, check email. well, if you gotta do it, you gotta do it. the economy is so bad now. watching news, reading papers, retrenchments, wage cuts, reforms. are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4835165567588560167?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4835165567588560167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4835165567588560167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/01/haydens-first-month.html' title='Hayden&apos;s First Month'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SXM5akgRTjI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/RTK71gGN8Xk/s72-c/Photo0098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4694633046771655817</id><published>2009-01-02T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:22:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things No One Tells You About Marriage</title><content type='html'>i read this off yahoo! personals. and i think its so damn interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. You will look at the person lying next to you and wonder, Is this it? Forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get married, you think that as long as you pick the right guy -- your soul mate -- you'll be happy together until death do you part. Then you wake up one day and realize that no matter how great he is, he doesn't make you happy every moment of every day. In fact, some days you might wonder why you were in such a hurry to get married in the first place. You think to yourself, "This is so not what I signed up for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is. You just didn't realize it the day you and your guy were cramming wedding cake into each other's faces, clinking champagne glasses, and dancing the Electric Slide. Back then you had no idea that "for better and for worse" doesn't kick in only when life hands you a tragedy. Your relationship mettle is, in fact, most tested on a daily basis, when the utter sameness of day-in/day-out togetherness can sometimes make you want to run for the hills. That's when the disappointment sneaks in, and maybe even a palpable sense of loneliness and grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2. You'll Work Harder Than You'll Ever Imagined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early on, when people say, "Marriage takes work," you assume "work" means being patient when he forgets to put down the toilet seat. In your naivete, you think that you will struggle to accommodate some annoying habit, like persistent knuckle cracking or flatulence.&lt;br /&gt;If only it were that easy. Human beings, you may have noticed, are not simple creatures. Your man has mysterious, unplumbed depths -- and from where he sits, you're pretty complicated, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3. You Will Sometimes Go To Bed Mad (and maybe wake up even madder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever decided to tell newlyweds "Never go to bed angry" doesn't know what it's like inside a bedroom where tears and accusations fly as one spouse talks the other into a woozy stupor until night meets the dawn. If this scenario sounds familiar, I've got three words for you: Sleep on it.&lt;br /&gt;You need to calm down. You need to gain perspective. You need to just give it a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4. Getting Your Way Is Usually Not As Important As Finding A Way To Work Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely, that when it comes to certain disagreements, there is no right or wrong -- there is simply your way of looking at things and your husband's. "There's more gray in life and its taught me patience and the value of compromise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5. A Great Marriage Doesn't Mean No Conflict. It Simply Means A Couple Keeps Trying To Get It Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when you fight, you don't just raise your voices; you raise real -- sometimes buried -- issues that challenge you to come to a clearer understanding of you, your man, and your relationship. I wouldn't give up our fights for anything in the world, because I know in the end they won't break us; they'll only make us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6. You Realize That You Can Only Change Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a bit of that makeover fantasy in all of us -- something that makes us believe we can change the person we love, make him just a little bit closer to perfect. And you will come to realize, sooner than later if you're lucky, that it is far easier to change the way you respond to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7. As You Face Your Fears and Insecurities, You Will Find Out What You Are Really Made Of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting? i extracted parts of it only. marriage or not, its just a union of a man and woman. &lt;em&gt;fact is, does love exist to bring you joy or pain?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4694633046771655817?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4694633046771655817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4694633046771655817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-things-no-one-tells-you-about.html' title='7 Things No One Tells You About Marriage'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8989944312063395747</id><published>2009-01-01T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:44:42.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2008, Hello 2009...</title><content type='html'>2008 seemed like a good year. for many reasons. main ones were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dear and i graduated from university&lt;br /&gt;- found my first job (and still at it)&lt;br /&gt;- we crossed our 8th year&lt;br /&gt;- ali got married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, many things are still left unmentioned. but still the last day of the year was always most memorable cos its mom and dad's wedding anniversary. this year being the 30th. being so busy i got them a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVy2-wfpoBI/AAAAAAAADzg/OTRVHZjxI7A/s1600-h/31122008610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286301251911917586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVy2-wfpoBI/AAAAAAAADzg/OTRVHZjxI7A/s320/31122008610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;damn yummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sadly, i haven't been able to spend the last year of 2008 with dear, or the first of 2009 with him. he's been busy with work and so am i. its either i'm at work or him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and so... work's keeping us apart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i spent the first day of 2009 sleeping till 12noon and waking up with a headache. like how cool is that? went for a swim in the afternoon in hope to shed some weight. haa. i hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this was taken in december 2008, just after christmas. outdated la. but he came back from U.S.! like after so long. i din see him since after we left ite. and he still looks the same. still, he was sweet enough to wait for me at my hotel's lobby for 30 minutes while i cleared my work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVy2_KRU9DI/AAAAAAAADzo/FAOQsl83Qt8/s1600-h/26122008580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286301258831164466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVy2_KRU9DI/AAAAAAAADzo/FAOQsl83Qt8/s320/26122008580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my resolutions for 2009?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;shed more weight and earn more bucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;haa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm so tired after my swim :( and i've gotta work tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aniwae, happy 2009 everyone! to those who sms-ed, thank you for the wishes and blessings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8989944312063395747?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8989944312063395747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8989944312063395747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-2008-hello-2009.html' title='Goodbye 2008, Hello 2009...'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SVy2-wfpoBI/AAAAAAAADzg/OTRVHZjxI7A/s72-c/31122008610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-7677172140789528852</id><published>2008-12-28T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:27:33.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal China</title><content type='html'>saturday was somewhat fulfilling. my day started at 8am, waking up to get back to office to clear some work cos the e-leave software was down. its really tough to get yourself to go back to office on a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off at about 12 noon to meet dear. we catched bedtime stories. heee. made me laugh so much. i love bugsy. such cute guinea pig where to find? he had such huge eyes, but so damn cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came evening where we shopped for zuomin's bundle of joy! hee. baby hayden. and thereafter, went to meet my family for dinner at royal china at raffles hotel. the restaurant damn chio. and jie told me they serve good dim sum in the afternoon. i saw the menu. looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7_3CrNFI/AAAAAAAADzI/c2VF-JmHb0s/s1600-h/27122008604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284829024779711570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7_3CrNFI/AAAAAAAADzI/c2VF-JmHb0s/s320/27122008604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;exterior&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7_GtJIDI/AAAAAAAADy4/Ext21DcTywM/s1600-h/27122008594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284829011804495922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7_GtJIDI/AAAAAAAADy4/Ext21DcTywM/s320/27122008594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;interior. so chio rite? looks like tiffany &amp;amp; co colour. so pretty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7YeqeenI/AAAAAAAADyg/JFGhz12PPCY/s1600-h/27122008588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284828348220865138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7YeqeenI/AAAAAAAADyg/JFGhz12PPCY/s320/27122008588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7ZSDUmRI/AAAAAAAADyw/gl3z16PtKRw/s1600-h/27122008592-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284828362015283474" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7ZSDUmRI/AAAAAAAADyw/gl3z16PtKRw/s320/27122008592-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7Y7BliwI/AAAAAAAADyo/INXeCfbzoXA/s1600-h/27122008591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284828355833989890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7Y7BliwI/AAAAAAAADyo/INXeCfbzoXA/s320/27122008591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of the many dishes. looks pretty eh? its yummy too. prawn with passion fruit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7_uRQIsI/AAAAAAAADzA/hyu0GGWK8UY/s1600-h/27122008598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284829022424933058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd7_uRQIsI/AAAAAAAADzA/hyu0GGWK8UY/s320/27122008598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;took this outside the restaurant. oops, i cut off dear's forehead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we headed to marine barrage thereafter. my first time there. but i think the view is magnificient. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd8ATygtnI/AAAAAAAADzY/BgGNF-xtx04/s1600-h/27122008607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284829032496543346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd8ATygtnI/AAAAAAAADzY/BgGNF-xtx04/s320/27122008607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd8AIn-M_I/AAAAAAAADzQ/Njy-Cxl4W24/s1600-h/27122008605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284829029499548658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVd8AIn-M_I/AAAAAAAADzQ/Njy-Cxl4W24/s320/27122008605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and now, i'm still feeling tired. sunday's over. gotta slog for another week before 2009 comes. and then what happens thereafter? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;0_0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sidenote, dear's got me on his desktop. heehee...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-7677172140789528852?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7677172140789528852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7677172140789528852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/12/royal-china.html' title='Royal China'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SVd7_3CrNFI/AAAAAAAADzI/c2VF-JmHb0s/s72-c/27122008604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4493308985832283690</id><published>2008-12-25T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:41:23.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>this year was a different christmas for me. and for most ppl, they've got half day off. but i worked till 6.30pm before going off for my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear got off from work early and came to orchard to meet me despite the vast human traffic. we went for spagaddies, shopped a little, and i stayed over at his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, since its christmas, gifts from bosses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVOV5VcD6sI/AAAAAAAADyQ/zdYwM9LPPSQ/s1600-h/25122008577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283731600075647682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVOV5VcD6sI/AAAAAAAADyQ/zdYwM9LPPSQ/s320/25122008577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;was shocked when i saw bvlgari. aniwae, that's from my director. he bot it all the way from norway. and the sanrio was from my manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVOV5oJtSNI/AAAAAAAADyY/5ps5B6WKqWU/s1600-h/25122008579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283731605098940626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVOV5oJtSNI/AAAAAAAADyY/5ps5B6WKqWU/s320/25122008579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and inside the sanrio bag, its this! sanrio cushion in my favourite melody! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i've got super nice bosses. hee. and i've got bags of chocolate which i din take pics of. but they are BIG bags! with a christmas bear in it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and sidetrack a bit. dear bot me this at ikea, which is sitting at my office desk. we both have one! its growing, and i'm proud of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVOV4wB7asI/AAAAAAAADyI/V-9vD03JD9w/s1600-h/24122008553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283731590033926850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SVOV4wB7asI/AAAAAAAADyI/V-9vD03JD9w/s320/24122008553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tomorrow is a working day again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i've been spending 95% on work, and 5% on sleeping. even when i meet dear, we run errands for my job. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its hardly i get to sleep 7 hours. but today, dear and i slept till 12 noon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHIOK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my best sleep ever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lurve you baby :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;toddles and happy holidays!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4493308985832283690?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4493308985832283690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4493308985832283690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SVOV5VcD6sI/AAAAAAAADyQ/zdYwM9LPPSQ/s72-c/25122008577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6496391331208759640</id><published>2008-12-15T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:39:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Video</title><content type='html'>added another new video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired today. went home early. couldn't drag another bit of me to stay a little while longer in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did lesser work than usual today. the energizer in me probably died.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the heels and corporate wear.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the grooming standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for the the weekend to come by again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don’t understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday you’ll wish you were a better man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don’t listen to her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don’t care how it hurts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you've taken her for granted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're just a boy…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6496391331208759640?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6496391331208759640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6496391331208759640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-video.html' title='New Video'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-187431907615599937</id><published>2008-12-12T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:35:45.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 years and a month later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/ST02HmE_ZCI/AAAAAAAADyA/Dg3lFayVJKA/s1600-h/08122008510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277433842456552482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/ST02HmE_ZCI/AAAAAAAADyA/Dg3lFayVJKA/s320/08122008510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/ST02G8bf5KI/AAAAAAAADxw/w0GZAYUJD9A/s1600-h/07122008483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277433831276668066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/ST02G8bf5KI/AAAAAAAADxw/w0GZAYUJD9A/s320/07122008483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ah fat and gingi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got my first LV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a day old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad its friday today. i brought work home. but i'm procrastinating. i'm just lazing by my lappy. thinking about tubby. wondering wad the future holds. so many things to think about. everyday i work with an increasing workload, i tell myself that i'd leave as soon as i've got "the experience needed". though it wasn't easy getting bosses recognition and trust on your capability, but its not the nicest place to work either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a whole load of mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say i'm unhappy over there. but i'm not exactly &lt;em&gt;really happy&lt;/em&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be full 6 months by january. and then another 6 more months to a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i can't wait. for time to pass. &lt;strong&gt;QUICK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a part of me still miss schooling. the days where we start at 9.30am and end at 12noon is just pure bliss. or when you dun feel like going to school, you can always sleep in and forget about even reporting to lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i work full 11-12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_0"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-187431907615599937?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/187431907615599937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/187431907615599937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/12/chapter-8.html' title='Chapter 8'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/ST02HmE_ZCI/AAAAAAAADyA/Dg3lFayVJKA/s72-c/08122008510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8741468313686777698</id><published>2008-12-11T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:47:35.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>goodbye tubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he left me without even a hint. just when i thot he was gonna come out and greet me. i was dismayed when i saw him lying motionless in his favourite green space shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you were my favourite pet. shy, tender, friendly, and never bitten me before. i loved your black and brown fur. special, just like you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i'm down with gastric flu. on MC. work has got me down. vomitted my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad that tmr is friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need rest and TLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8741468313686777698?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8741468313686777698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8741468313686777698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2654315197792451173</id><published>2008-11-28T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:13:21.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yeah TGIF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week went pass in a whizz. i could hardly believe it. these days, i can hardly squeeze out time for anything else except work, work and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colleague going on long leave next week and i'm to cover his work. its gonna be real tough and i nearly fell asleep while he was handing over his stuff to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i noe. wad a way to feel rite? falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad that i'm back home in the cosiness of my room, air con and good love songs on class 95. just me, myself, and lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, i have to work later. as usual. nothing new. work is always brought home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention? i fell sick. super sick. but this time, i'm tougher. still working 5 days a week. heh. no choice la. absent one day and work piles up. but the green bloody phelgm and flu gets worst each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my director still buys 1A curry puffs for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck it, it tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss JJVL and JAG*s.&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/6834412-2654315197792451173?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2654315197792451173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2654315197792451173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/11/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2751832857377464167</id><published>2008-11-23T22:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:25:42.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting 19 - 21 November 2008</title><content type='html'>i went missing again. worked till 10pm the day before leaving for genting. and away to genting at 5am the next morning. dear and i had this planned a long time ago, just that we didn't have the time to do the bookings and all, except for our precious weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsZ9j_zLI/AAAAAAAADug/UMFuomInijo/s1600-h/IMG_7424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271864032091950258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsZ9j_zLI/AAAAAAAADug/UMFuomInijo/s320/IMG_7424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;finally a break from work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsZcLLAEI/AAAAAAAADuY/jsIFOfMnBTk/s1600-h/IMG_7421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271864023129456706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsZcLLAEI/AAAAAAAADuY/jsIFOfMnBTk/s320/IMG_7421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just him and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsaT1chXI/AAAAAAAADuo/YuMp0-mKlAg/s1600-h/IMG_7425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271864038070715762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsaT1chXI/AAAAAAAADuo/YuMp0-mKlAg/s320/IMG_7425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6 hours later... hungry us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsakWHGOI/AAAAAAAADuw/Zl3H5R2QGuo/s1600-h/IMG_7427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271864042502691042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsakWHGOI/AAAAAAAADuw/Zl3H5R2QGuo/s320/IMG_7427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;looks good. but doesn't taste that good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsZ9j_zLI/AAAAAAAADug/UMFuomInijo/s1600-h/IMG_7424.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsbNj1R4I/AAAAAAAADu4/nC30q3Y3bKM/s1600-h/IMG_7430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271864053566097282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlsbNj1R4I/AAAAAAAADu4/nC30q3Y3bKM/s320/IMG_7430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;model of our hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluMN557pI/AAAAAAAADvA/L99JQBdLoDs/s1600-h/IMG_7435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271865994983894674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluMN557pI/AAAAAAAADvA/L99JQBdLoDs/s320/IMG_7435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gross fishes at the outdoor theme park. they look as if they wanna fly out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluM1UeiII/AAAAAAAADvI/pRTgSXDrlVw/s1600-h/IMG_7441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271866005564328066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluM1UeiII/AAAAAAAADvI/pRTgSXDrlVw/s320/IMG_7441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluNS980lI/AAAAAAAADvQ/aXgtO5q4-IA/s1600-h/IMG_7442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271866013522907730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluNS980lI/AAAAAAAADvQ/aXgtO5q4-IA/s320/IMG_7442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluOBqUtSI/AAAAAAAADvY/SU6owUyPv48/s1600-h/IMG_7447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271866026057053474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluOBqUtSI/AAAAAAAADvY/SU6owUyPv48/s320/IMG_7447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluO1c2icI/AAAAAAAADvg/2kwKJws1PyE/s1600-h/IMG_7448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271866039959194050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSluO1c2icI/AAAAAAAADvg/2kwKJws1PyE/s320/IMG_7448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlwoUIaVrI/AAAAAAAADvo/o9bPP02CmZQ/s1600-h/IMG_7449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271868676714944178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlwoUIaVrI/AAAAAAAADvo/o9bPP02CmZQ/s320/IMG_7449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we sat on that dragon. so silly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlwo2yjVCI/AAAAAAAADvw/vowbiReDwNs/s1600-h/IMG_7450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271868686018499618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlwo2yjVCI/AAAAAAAADvw/vowbiReDwNs/s320/IMG_7450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;first world hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlwpq0XBRI/AAAAAAAADv4/EXed21BXPxA/s1600-h/IMG_7454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271868699984725266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlwpq0XBRI/AAAAAAAADv4/EXed21BXPxA/s320/IMG_7454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a 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style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlyR2KjQVI/AAAAAAAADwY/1fJLpi278fM/s320/IMG_7466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlySXXATwI/AAAAAAAADwg/7tOBHaj9QYo/s1600-h/IMG_7467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271870498647592706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlySXXATwI/AAAAAAAADwg/7tOBHaj9QYo/s320/IMG_7467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlyTBR_h_I/AAAAAAAADww/B0rZitmtqjo/s1600-h/IMG_7471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271870509900859378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlyTBR_h_I/AAAAAAAADww/B0rZitmtqjo/s320/IMG_7471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6ADlbjCI/AAAAAAAADw4/JXUuFwaMOHQ/s1600-h/IMG_7484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272230823915654178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6ADlbjCI/AAAAAAAADw4/JXUuFwaMOHQ/s320/IMG_7484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6CD9Cy4I/AAAAAAAADxQ/rrUYnJBFscg/s1600-h/IMG_7487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272230858374433666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6CD9Cy4I/AAAAAAAADxQ/rrUYnJBFscg/s320/IMG_7487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSlySvDhcbI/AAAAAAAADwo/FssND-w86rA/s1600-h/IMG_7470.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6AQsDFCI/AAAAAAAADxA/bHL0_EFlP04/s1600-h/IMG_7485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272230827433071650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6AQsDFCI/AAAAAAAADxA/bHL0_EFlP04/s320/IMG_7485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6BEMiw1I/AAAAAAAADxI/5EzTiwYdesY/s1600-h/IMG_7486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272230841259574098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSq6BEMiw1I/AAAAAAAADxI/5EzTiwYdesY/s320/IMG_7486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we went to watch some sort of lion, tiger, magic show all rolled into one as well. wasn't cheap, but dear said we should catch it :) no pics allowed there. so there goes. many other things i didn't take as well, and maybe i'm just too lazy to upload. i'm tired after a long day in office and my table's in a mess. many other things i need to follow up and all. i know i'm whining. all becos i'm sick. a flu caught since i'm in genting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nevertheless, i'm thankful for the 3 days of quality time with dear and a mind away from work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSrARtlNaqI/AAAAAAAADxg/NLg0gL5ApIs/s1600-h/IMG_7493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272237724316560034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SSrARtlNaqI/AAAAAAAADxg/NLg0gL5ApIs/s320/IMG_7493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for everything, and for being there with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*coupled for life*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2751832857377464167?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2751832857377464167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2751832857377464167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/11/genting-19-21-november-2008.html' title='Genting 19 - 21 November 2008'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SSlsZ9j_zLI/AAAAAAAADug/UMFuomInijo/s72-c/IMG_7424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-7665987332171402622</id><published>2008-11-12T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:32:41.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Special Day</title><content type='html'>we spent our 8th anniversary working. no meetups. no dinners. no presents, flowers or romantic evenings. its been all dedicated to work. and my workload has since doubled ever since my incompetent colleague became obtuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. i just wanna stress. i love my guy every single bit. even though none of the above was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear: i love the pillow fights, the stayovers, the cuddles at night, the soccer matches, the late movie nights, the lazy days, the fat days, the food hunts you brought me to, and so much more that we experience together. life has indeed become better now, and i know for sure, you pamper me alot. i know for every little or huge decision you make, i know you do it with me in mind. and right now, i'm very thankful that you're still here with me, developing our careers together. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indeed it takes alot to keep the relationship going, and i'm glad we're still together. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 8th year. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-7665987332171402622?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7665987332171402622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7665987332171402622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-special-day.html' title='Our Special Day'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1974689727994822599</id><published>2008-11-03T18:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:06:10.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially 25</title><content type='html'>dear gave me my final birthday gift on 2 nov and took leave just to spend time with me on the 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he booked a room to celebrate and spend time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know he was doing all these behind my back. but its so sweet of him to do these. and the hotel he choose was so extraordinary. its RE! hotel at chin swee road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super chio can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chioness. i loved it when i saw the website. you'd see wad i mean. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7Vm3lcAqI/AAAAAAAADt4/aMgZBk4C5ig/s1600-h/IMG_7381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264379878175408802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7Vm3lcAqI/AAAAAAAADt4/aMgZBk4C5ig/s320/IMG_7381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the super retro lobby in pink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SanoFC5I/AAAAAAAADso/SDlFVcVrixQ/s1600-h/IMG_7297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264376369198205842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SanoFC5I/AAAAAAAADso/SDlFVcVrixQ/s320/IMG_7297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;taken at the lobby's toilet. dear did the check-in while i went to the toilet. wah! so chioness oso. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SbEK1_VI/AAAAAAAADsw/U9crtTKTk1U/s1600-h/IMG_7300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264376376860212562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SbEK1_VI/AAAAAAAADsw/U9crtTKTk1U/s320/IMG_7300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;walkway of our room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UYg_5VzI/AAAAAAAADtQ/L2POAGSv02M/s1600-h/IMG_7302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378532082571058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UYg_5VzI/AAAAAAAADtQ/L2POAGSv02M/s320/IMG_7302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tv console and fridge area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SboM27gI/AAAAAAAADtA/CUKDP0LZcNg/s1600-h/IMG_7301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264376386532339202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SboM27gI/AAAAAAAADtA/CUKDP0LZcNg/s320/IMG_7301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;retro chairs. so nice! i like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SbTb5SLI/AAAAAAAADs4/NBL3BwuPiko/s1600-h/IMG_7298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264376380958263474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7SbTb5SLI/AAAAAAAADs4/NBL3BwuPiko/s320/IMG_7298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;our bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UY4Z6i-I/AAAAAAAADtY/s4fxv3QGm0I/s1600-h/IMG_7303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378538365717474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UY4Z6i-I/AAAAAAAADtY/s4fxv3QGm0I/s320/IMG_7303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm so happy the toilet is in glittering red tiles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UZeiKruI/AAAAAAAADtg/n0_MlaEAScI/s1600-h/IMG_7304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378548600876770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UZeiKruI/AAAAAAAADtg/n0_MlaEAScI/s320/IMG_7304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UZ2qErkI/AAAAAAAADto/j8mDa681yZY/s1600-h/IMG_7308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378555076488770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UZ2qErkI/AAAAAAAADto/j8mDa681yZY/s320/IMG_7308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thank you baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UasjZZVI/AAAAAAAADtw/-tg4vkg7hu8/s1600-h/IMG_7317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378569544000850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7UasjZZVI/AAAAAAAADtw/-tg4vkg7hu8/s320/IMG_7317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;happy me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;went out for dinner that night at mouth restaurant. roamed the streets, bought desserts back. caught my 7pm show which i'm crazy over. super happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and today, dear brought me to the movies, lunch at kenny rogers (coz i wanted it :P) hee. dear and i bought matching lego keychains too. super cute! and i came home with 24 JCO donuts from my nanny! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;what can i say? i love this guy alot. after so many years, he makes every effort to pamper me with overnight stays, lunches, dinners, presents. and most important of all, LOVE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7ZkR_BCNI/AAAAAAAADuI/sddbjMn4ngQ/s1600-h/collage+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264384231768918226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQ7ZkR_BCNI/AAAAAAAADuI/sddbjMn4ngQ/s320/collage+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who kept my phone ringing non-stop, thank you for all the birthday wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: thank you for making the effort to take the day off, making arrangements for the hotel, buying me the coach wallet that i wanted, movies, lunch, dinner and the best thing is waking up in the morning, warm in your arms. thank you for making me feel so special. &lt;strong&gt;i know i'm special, at least in your eyes.&lt;/strong&gt; love you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1974689727994822599?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1974689727994822599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1974689727994822599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/11/officially-25.html' title='Officially 25'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SQ7Vm3lcAqI/AAAAAAAADt4/aMgZBk4C5ig/s72-c/IMG_7381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2704559505372320131</id><published>2008-11-01T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:52:29.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 25th</title><content type='html'>here comes the time where i turn 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no huge pressies. in fact, i went back to office to clear my work before my pre-celebration with my family. and, i had a bad day before everything came falling into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon if turning 25 is a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, had blueberry cheesecake compliments from the company. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQxq38Am3qI/AAAAAAAADsg/uOYQ0OWaqgg/s1600-h/01112008455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263699573723291298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQxq38Am3qI/AAAAAAAADsg/uOYQ0OWaqgg/s320/01112008455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in a box i think is super chio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQxq3bkvRHI/AAAAAAAADsY/bAzq1jbiq5k/s1600-h/01112008452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263699565016466546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQxq3bkvRHI/AAAAAAAADsY/bAzq1jbiq5k/s320/01112008452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the cake ran out! coz i din carry it properly :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had buffet at marina mandarin with my family. of which i appreciated very much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dear got me this... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQxq3OuNj_I/AAAAAAAADsQ/R_cJuZgHz2o/s1600-h/01112008451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263699561566539762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SQxq3OuNj_I/AAAAAAAADsQ/R_cJuZgHz2o/s320/01112008451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the wallet which i think is not so cheap. sitting on top of my matching bag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;on top of this, there's a surprise tmr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thank you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it ain't easy being 25.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its easier being 5. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2704559505372320131?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2704559505372320131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2704559505372320131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-25th.html' title='Happy 25th'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SQxq38Am3qI/AAAAAAAADsg/uOYQ0OWaqgg/s72-c/01112008455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1651604756085010757</id><published>2008-10-13T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:10:44.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Like A Clock</title><content type='html'>for the first time ever since i started work, i came home early today!&lt;br /&gt;and all because i need to go to the florist to get a quotation for the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checking emails have became a part of me. i can never get by weekends or even nights without checking it. it gives me to goosbumps just waiting for it to to open, cos you dunno wads in for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true enuff, boss emailed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling's sick. poor little him. slept on my lap thru the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1651604756085010757?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1651604756085010757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1651604756085010757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/10/working-like-clock.html' title='Working Like A Clock'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-665976697093807075</id><published>2008-10-10T17:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:58:15.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Updates Updates...</title><content type='html'>jiayi just told me she hasn't seen or spoke to me in 400 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry i've been literally dead from this blog, and living in another world. have been so busy (&lt;em&gt;i know, yet again&lt;/em&gt;), i could hardly take a step back to stop and think what i want to do next. everything must be so "on the ball" life is simply living it as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i finally managed to get my leave approved, and got my backside down to collect my lappy which is like 2 weeks overdue and waiting for me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even though i'm on leave, i feel as though i'm not. like i'm working outside. mobile's ringing non-stop. boss has been calling and calling me on this and that. now she knows i'm important? haa. i have no idea. but seriously, i'm ON LEAVE. i have so much responsibilities. its like 500%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. &lt;em&gt;let me breathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studio samples have since been out long long time ago, dust have been settling on them already. and its only now that i have the time to scan and upload them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes la, i'm ashamed. sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, presenting me, my family, and dearie...&lt;br /&gt;my scanner is like dusty, and the colour came out not that nice, but the real pic's colour is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pics which are chosen to be enlarged are not shown here. cos, they are taken to be BLOWN UP la! haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osg37E0I/AAAAAAAADrw/QOczLgqW26M/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464035368506178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osg37E0I/AAAAAAAADrw/QOczLgqW26M/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh, i super love this. was comtemplating for so long whether to enlarge this or not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8pWBzLOFI/AAAAAAAADsA/VINmSj34xVc/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464748581599314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8pWBzLOFI/AAAAAAAADsA/VINmSj34xVc/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8pWJZnDyI/AAAAAAAADsI/naKJmjiQIEc/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464750621855522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8pWJZnDyI/AAAAAAAADsI/naKJmjiQIEc/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osSEMtZI/AAAAAAAADrg/yLPnsQqXjRg/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464031393461650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osSEMtZI/AAAAAAAADrg/yLPnsQqXjRg/s320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8pV2TeROI/AAAAAAAADr4/qAR1OVy43_g/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464745495839970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8pV2TeROI/AAAAAAAADr4/qAR1OVy43_g/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lurve all my individual shots. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osS12DwI/AAAAAAAADrQ/OpNhCpGeoJs/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464031601692418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osS12DwI/AAAAAAAADrQ/OpNhCpGeoJs/s320/scan0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with jie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osZEpEzI/AAAAAAAADrY/oSaDw4Flbrc/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464033274368818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osZEpEzI/AAAAAAAADrY/oSaDw4Flbrc/s320/scan0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osmeNcwI/AAAAAAAADro/Oj5Dqa-C6n4/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464036871271170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8osmeNcwI/AAAAAAAADro/Oj5Dqa-C6n4/s320/scan0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lurve all the shots taken with her too. but the one we chose was nicer. hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oGN_IufI/AAAAAAAADrI/s5tyBdpB23k/s1600-h/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255463377463458290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oGN_IufI/AAAAAAAADrI/s5tyBdpB23k/s320/scan0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random family pic. din really like it this time round. but i look better than the one hanging on my wall currently. my gramps look very old liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oFwrgiPI/AAAAAAAADqw/9P2i93aFUF8/s1600-h/scan0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255463369596504306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oFwrgiPI/AAAAAAAADqw/9P2i93aFUF8/s320/scan0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with my engineer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;din like the studio shoot that day. the make-up artist wasn't that good as the one i had when i had my family shoot. and the studio was smaller. but oh wells. the pic we chose are nicer than these few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oGDm-YcI/AAAAAAAADq4/WF4ar8n7Yfk/s1600-h/scan0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255463374677762498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oGDm-YcI/AAAAAAAADq4/WF4ar8n7Yfk/s320/scan0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oGGaw9DI/AAAAAAAADrA/aYAkkzwKUgc/s1600-h/scan0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255463375431857202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oGGaw9DI/AAAAAAAADrA/aYAkkzwKUgc/s320/scan0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;studio shoots taken are for our future home :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oFxlkWPI/AAAAAAAADqo/wjPnOkObkNU/s1600-h/scan0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255463369840023794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SO8oFxlkWPI/AAAAAAAADqo/wjPnOkObkNU/s320/scan0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my stage photo with the chancellor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i got somemore pics la. but seriously, its been so long. haa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ms ho commented on facebook that she's so proud of me. i'm so happie :)&lt;/p&gt;and aniwae, i got my first COACH bag todae. yah, i know, its so common nowadays. but its ok. i'm happy and thats all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grace / ali: sorry gurls, i've been so tied up with so much. work especially. really hope to see you babes soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-665976697093807075?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/665976697093807075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/665976697093807075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates-updates-updates.html' title='Updates Updates Updates...'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SO8osg37E0I/AAAAAAAADrw/QOczLgqW26M/s72-c/scan0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3888442128580893546</id><published>2008-09-28T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:03:13.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHHH...</title><content type='html'>dear got me a supplementary credit card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHYAYAYAYAYA~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3888442128580893546?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3888442128580893546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3888442128580893546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/09/wahhh.html' title='WAHHH...'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4310407025160461320</id><published>2008-09-27T08:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:51:56.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy</title><content type='html'>its saturday. but i'm unhappy. usually looking forward to weekends, but i had a bad friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late for work yesterday due to that massive jam that the trains have. i dunno wad happened. they seem to stop for at least 10 mins at each station. plus, i din manage to get a seat. luckily, my director was v nice to me. so it was phew. i hate being late. and it actually poured like nobody's business yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the way home, my eyes were blurred and painful. i guess its my lenses. and then again, due to F1, the city hall train station was packed like sardines. cabbing option was not the best way out since roads are closed. i squeezed my way home. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and we had a tiff. i wonder why sometimes. because all i wanted was very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm an unhappy girl today. and since pay day is coming, i tot i should at least make myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;splurge and be broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrows sunday already. a wasted weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually so early by the comp coz i have to work. waiting for a medical report for one of my staff to renew his work permit. i wouldn't be so good, if its not because its expiring today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4310407025160461320?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4310407025160461320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4310407025160461320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/09/unhappy.html' title='Unhappy'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8490249551092261761</id><published>2008-09-13T13:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:05:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Responsibilities</title><content type='html'>i know i know, i've been missing. even pictures as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighz. haven't seen lappy for the longest time. its been hospitalized for about a week already. and the stock for my keyboard is still not in yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons of pics to be uploaded. have since got studio pics. both family and with dearie. lurve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have since changed my image since my conferment is striked off the list. i spent $400 to dye my hair black, along with a digital perm. sat there for 4 hours straight. with darling beside me, doing his cut and dye as well. we ended up signing up for the VIP card since we paid such a hefty sum in the end. dear was sweet enuff to wait another 2 hours for my perm to be well done.&lt;br /&gt;lovin' my new hair since. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has made me realize that life has come to a whole new level. it has been a typhoon. everyday is like working in a warzone. very tough. taking alot of responsibilities on my shoulders. alot of stress and bosses expectations to meet. tons of things to remember. having late and quick lunches. working late. meeting deadlines. being 24 hours on call even on weekends. learning how to run on heels. its not like in the past where school allows you to work with your pals, come and go as you wish. these days, you have to answer for every action that you make. every single step you take, the consequences you bear. your every performance is being judged, effective or not, bosses are looking. termination and turnovers are unpredictable, and you'll never know when its yours. and the best thing is, your boss has the ability to broadcast to the whole world how good, or bad you are, should you leave the company, with just a simple reference check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scary eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear's been my support these past months. very pampering and encouraging. bringing me to restaurants for dinners, getting me gifts, listening to my worries and complaints from my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its been such a long relationship, and yet, i still feel so much for you.&lt;br /&gt;you're always there in the night to listen.&lt;br /&gt;tuck me warm with a blanket at night when i have a cold.&lt;br /&gt;thank you baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so super stressed.&lt;br /&gt;now i know what they mean when they said, school was the best place to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8490249551092261761?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8490249551092261761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8490249551092261761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-responsibilities.html' title='Taking Responsibilities'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6250767773664158972</id><published>2008-08-24T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:05:48.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Busy</title><content type='html'>corporate suits. heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my everyday can't do withouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad when i'm in casual shorts, tees, short skirts and my birkenstocks or havaianas during the weekends. i even left a pair of havaianas, my tank tops and facial wash at dearie's place so that i can pop-by after fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa. after 7.5 years, then i'm starting to move my stuff over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even wear normal corporate wear. it is a must to wear a blazer everyday.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, a norm for my industry of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just blew another $200 over yesterday on a blazer for work and a white shirt for my convocation studio shoot later. haa. so excited. finally, i'm gonna change the fate of that big family potrait hanging in my home. everyone looks nice except me. and i'm happy for the fact that now i'm wearing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the gown&lt;/span&gt;, and my grandpa is still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did my brows yesterday for the shoot, and signed on a 6-time package. with dear waiting patiently for me while i'm getting neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i'm waiting for pay day next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, another 2nd round of studio shoot next week as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so busy, i wondered why there were only 24 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;i worked till 10.10pm on friday. daddy came and fetch me (luckily!) and i only had my dinner at 11pm. worked from home on saturday. and i will still be clearing some stuff later. i hope i still got energy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;and shuckaloo, its monday tomorrow already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its the starting phase. am giving myself 6 months to clear the shit the previous person left and to get used to everything. basically everyone's super nice. and have to get used to my director's working style. i'm determined to be a survivor. not gonna call it quits so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on the bright side, i'm on leave on friday for convocation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dear brought me for pizza hut which i was craving. when all i wanted to settle for was mac coz it was cheaper. he's sweet in his own way. he don't show his affection, but i know he pampers me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left my facebook to die. coz... its career-building time! haa. check only when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy sunday while it lasts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6250767773664158972?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6250767773664158972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6250767773664158972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-miss-busy.html' title='Little Miss Busy'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4309413943316589642</id><published>2008-08-17T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:57:47.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROM Aftermath</title><content type='html'>finally can blog in comfort. at dear's place now using his lappy. stayed over after ali's ROM. i was a bad chinese emcee. how can i do chinese la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. but i did it for her sake. and now she's mrs cheng. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about to go for a movie with dearie. tomorrow's monday. oh sucks. but i'll jolly well spend my sunday with dear happily. its always nice to wake up seeing him beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload the ROM pics once i got them from the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4309413943316589642?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4309413943316589642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4309413943316589642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/08/rom-aftermath.html' title='ROM Aftermath'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6938874733864470682</id><published>2008-08-16T07:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T08:46:38.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue</title><content type='html'>okay. i haven't been blogging for the longest time. lappy's keyboard's faulty. basically the "e", "d" and "c" keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;must be wondering how i even got this entry out? dear set the on-screen keyboard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been damn busy with work. going home late everyday. dun even haf time to repair lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than that, its ALI'S BIG DAY today, and i'm the emcee. shit. so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had manicure wif my babes yesterday after work. courtesy of ali. hee. i did a french.&lt;br /&gt;and i was an hour late for the appointment. cos of work again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than work taking up more than 3/4 of my life, i'm busy setting appointments with serangoon broadway for my studio shoot coming end august. damn excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are long overdue pics from gramps b'dae...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYZli9wKcI/AAAAAAAACiA/5mvuKtbrNAw/s1600-h/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234899749696448962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYZli9wKcI/AAAAAAAACiA/5mvuKtbrNAw/s320/IMG_0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYaMQl4cLI/AAAAAAAACiI/jVDNKgOIww0/s1600-h/IMG_0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234900414779388082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYaMQl4cLI/AAAAAAAACiI/jVDNKgOIww0/s320/IMG_0128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;new addition to the family - joel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYbuh4jNUI/AAAAAAAACiQ/GpYBblQOEW4/s1600-h/IMG_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234902103048271170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYbuh4jNUI/AAAAAAAACiQ/GpYBblQOEW4/s320/IMG_0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYdXRrEQRI/AAAAAAAACig/vWY_a4LTbnY/s1600-h/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234903902583013650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYdXRrEQRI/AAAAAAAACig/vWY_a4LTbnY/s320/IMG_0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYcv2ncVdI/AAAAAAAACiY/bYKrZDejYuo/s1600-h/IMG_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234903225305159122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SKYcv2ncVdI/AAAAAAAACiY/bYKrZDejYuo/s320/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;uncles. aunties. cousins. (this ain't full force)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;more pics. upload later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haf a good weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6938874733864470682?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6938874733864470682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6938874733864470682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay.html' title='Overdue'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SKYZli9wKcI/AAAAAAAACiA/5mvuKtbrNAw/s72-c/IMG_0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2126254486110746397</id><published>2008-07-20T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:02:16.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gems</title><content type='html'>friday night was such bliss with my 2 besties coming down all the way to orchard, just to meet, and have dinner with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i had to work super late, they were there, waiting for me to start dinner, ordered superbly nice food and when i got there, the starter was waiting for me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we din take pics cos we were all tired. but the chats were no doubt, as usual, ultra happening. together with ali's wedding plans, house talks, the in-laws, and all other stuff, rolled into our cosy evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others just came, and go. you two remained a part of me, and will be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2126254486110746397?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2126254486110746397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2126254486110746397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-gems.html' title='My Gems'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-5705723688402254817</id><published>2008-07-19T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:08:26.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toot Toot</title><content type='html'>dear got me my convocation bear today. but it came &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at my request. tee-hee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224753135376918258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SIINS3E_5vI/AAAAAAAAChw/bi6IPOnk6vU/s320/19072008309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;toot toot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he wanted to get me the one with the graduation gown and motar board but i find it so difficult to hug given the medium size plus the gown, hat and all. so he got me the larger $89.90 one. oops. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dear said since he can't make it for my convocation, so he can't bring it personally to me, he shall get it for me today. and so, i slept with it through my afternoon nap while it poured. so comfy lar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh, and we named him toot toot. so there's ah fat, ah gon, ah phui, and ah toot. heehee. i have 4 forever friends throughout the 7.5 years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SIINTf_kRMI/AAAAAAAACh4/W23aJo7QREs/s1600-h/19072008312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224753146359989442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SIINTf_kRMI/AAAAAAAACh4/W23aJo7QREs/s320/19072008312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm a happy gurl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: i know you pamper me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i survived another week at work. getting a hang of things. and i'm lovin' every single minute of being at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though getting out of bed is always the hardest, especially mondays. and work is always on my mind, 5 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my medical examination today. the coy's doctor said i had low blood pressure. resulting from not enuff rest, being tired, not enuff exercise and all. i guess i overworked myself these days. got a faint spell today. like sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but aniwae, tomorrow's sunday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just enjoy the weekend first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-5705723688402254817?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5705723688402254817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5705723688402254817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/toot-toot.html' title='Toot Toot'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SIINS3E_5vI/AAAAAAAAChw/bi6IPOnk6vU/s72-c/19072008309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3353576297855151630</id><published>2008-07-17T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:33:02.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am lovin' my job!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3353576297855151630?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3353576297855151630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3353576297855151630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/hee.html' title='Hee'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-5518870720088766601</id><published>2008-07-15T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:21:26.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping On The Ball</title><content type='html'>i had a hard day yesterday, and got home late again today. worked till 7.30pm tried clearing my work. but everyday, i'm so busy, i dun even have the time to pee or shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my director for the first time today. he was damn busy, we only managed to officially meet at 7pm. yeah &lt;strong&gt;PM&lt;/strong&gt;. i felt he had this sense of intelligence that i'm pretty amazed. words came from his mouth are all wise and awesome. anyway, we had a talk in his office, about me, my plans, my future, and my career development :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to get a hang of things at the office. knowing more people everyday. making a point to remember names, locations, and procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it me? or is just feeling tired part and parcel of work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-5518870720088766601?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5518870720088766601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5518870720088766601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/keeping-on-ball.html' title='Keeping On The Ball'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1218124369393631346</id><published>2008-07-13T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:35:31.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;weekend passes so fast. like zoommm... and gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;saturday was jurong bird park with dear. as far as i'm concerned, my last trip was primary 2. and then no more. and i still remember the old logo. just bird wings. now, its changed to 3 parrots. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHoPWeCYc5I/AAAAAAAAChg/PmSG1VxI6TQ/s1600-h/IMG_6502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222503596584104850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHoPWeCYc5I/AAAAAAAAChg/PmSG1VxI6TQ/s320/IMG_6502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;took alot of pics and caught alot of shows. but to cut the long story short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHoPWbW1RII/AAAAAAAACho/xMyeGVdfL-I/s1600-h/JBP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222503595864573058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHoPWbW1RII/AAAAAAAACho/xMyeGVdfL-I/s320/JBP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pelicans.parrots.ostriches.us.12th july.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we wouldn't go if not for the corporate privillege. &lt;em&gt;its just birds. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dear bunked in with me that night :) watched tv till we were tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slept in on sunday and went to collect my blazer suit which i reserved, got new shoes and clothes for work as well. dear brought me to sakae for sushi. yums*. he pampers me now that he's earning quite a bit. though i'm still a little reluctant to spend his hard earned money. we've been through much tougher times and so, yeah... we know wad its like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow's a whole new week. i hope things go fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;big boss coming in on tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its my first meeting with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh, its monday again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1218124369393631346?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1218124369393631346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1218124369393631346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHoPWeCYc5I/AAAAAAAAChg/PmSG1VxI6TQ/s72-c/IMG_6502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4702948797788977602</id><published>2008-07-11T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:47:30.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin'</title><content type='html'>dear's out with his colleagues for bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dunno where he gets the energy from. i'm so tired after work everyday, leaving the office late and all. the only thing on my mind was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know he's happy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, congrats to me for making it thru my first week of work.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy today. learning more, and boss gave me bigger responsibilities :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... we're going to the bird park tomorrow!!! shalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear has corporate privilleges, and so, yay! free tickets!&lt;br /&gt;happily, tomorrow's the 12th! our 7th year and 8th month together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: its been so long, and i'm still head over heels in love with you. i luff you :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need new comfortable shoes and workwear.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i have super &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovin' my life now, with dear and i working. hope we stabalize ourselves financially soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just need &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sleep and rest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4702948797788977602?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4702948797788977602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4702948797788977602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/workin.html' title='Workin&apos;'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8262012322480102889</id><published>2008-07-10T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:43:08.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Transition</title><content type='html'>i've never been so tired in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. its official, i'm working now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't say it initially because i haven't signed on the dotted line yet and there were some talks with my boss and director. hmm. but aniwae its all been set and done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corporate life is so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8262012322480102889?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8262012322480102889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8262012322480102889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-transition.html' title='My Transition'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-5920751539461652862</id><published>2008-07-08T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:04:18.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Be The Same Again</title><content type='html'>today's my last day to sleep in. but i got woken up by the telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. woke up at 9am lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's gonna change after today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, am gonna watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOADS&lt;/span&gt; of tv today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i spent yesterday clearing up my clothes to make way for a new wardrobe. i used to be a freaking size 13. now, i'm a size 5 (i hope it stays this way :P). so i'm packing away those clothes. i have 2 big bags of them already (and more i guess, but i just left them in my drawer). i dunno, might be giving them to my aunty, if not the salvation army. its like G2000, and the now defunct U2, and some topshop stuff. i reckon no one else would want it. its a pity coz its in really good condition and i din buy them cheap. those formal wear and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, there's not enuff space. jie moved out, but she left her dresses and blazers here! she has like a million stuff. shoes, bags, clothes, and she keeps buying them on a weekly basis. so its like in &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;house, and in &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm wondering wad to do with my poly/uni books, notes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need space. i guess, even ikea or professionals can't help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's boring. but i guess i'm gonnna miss today in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am looking forward to meet JAG*s on friday :) photowhoring, dinner, and wedding plans. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-5920751539461652862?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5920751539461652862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5920751539461652862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-be-same-again.html' title='Never Be The Same Again'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-5234688566965967671</id><published>2008-07-06T22:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:21:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>at this point in my life, i seem to be slowly picking up the pieces, and i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend passed fast. and i hate to admit it, but i'm missing dear already. our weekend was busy and short. still, i'm always thankful that he always makes time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to serangoon broadway to get dear's convocation gown. and the little gestures he made make me know that he has our future planned and set :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to run super many errands on our saturday. and we had haagen dazs ice-cream before catching hancock. yums. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSEbQiuaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/WupqCvT1cCw/s1600-h/05072008293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902941600856482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSEbQiuaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/WupqCvT1cCw/s320/05072008293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSDtE7NHI/AAAAAAAAChA/Cg7wvh-N-H4/s1600-h/05072008295+edit+uncropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902929204098162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSDtE7NHI/AAAAAAAAChA/Cg7wvh-N-H4/s320/05072008295+edit+uncropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my forehead seems to be bigger as i grow older and super small eyes :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSDyr-VYI/AAAAAAAAChI/UpHcFgjMEh8/s1600-h/05072008296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902930710058370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSDyr-VYI/AAAAAAAAChI/UpHcFgjMEh8/s320/05072008296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he just got his haircut. fresh from monsoon :) i like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sundays are usually spent with dear as well, but he's got a wedding to attend, and so we're seperated. went out with my family and my favourite boys. for dim sum at crystal jade, then back to my place for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSErooYYI/AAAAAAAAChY/e2OwtdRcbtQ/s1600-h/IMG_6490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902945996857730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSErooYYI/AAAAAAAAChY/e2OwtdRcbtQ/s320/IMG_6490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my favourite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy and lovin' you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-5234688566965967671?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5234688566965967671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5234688566965967671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SHDSEbQiuaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/WupqCvT1cCw/s72-c/05072008293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3930714095515863636</id><published>2008-07-04T14:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:55:51.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Furball</title><content type='html'>tomorrow's the weekend! like yay! gonna see dear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm supposed to get his convocation pressie for him. have got something in mind &lt;em&gt;(i can't blurt it out here cos he reads my bloggie everyday)&lt;/em&gt;, but i haven't got it yet, cos there are some things which are still left unsaid &lt;em&gt;(still sitting, wishing waiting)&lt;/em&gt; and i dunno if i need the bucks on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know. wad a bad gf. buy gift oso must put him in a 2nd place. but i'm sure he totally understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*luffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandpa's birthday coming up soon as well. aunty's got the caterer. so i guess its gonna be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace hasn't called me yet. i can't get her on her mobile either. its always a hide and seek thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grace: oei, call me la. plan on a dinner date or something. the wedding plans discussion and updates. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;call me before i turn green like the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HULK&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i adpoted this little one from belle on 02 july cos her grandma is out of singapore and she's gonna be off the island soon. and so.... its mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SG3HXL3ABqI/AAAAAAAACg4/H_em9OfXB-0/s1600-h/02072008286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219046744326669986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SG3HXL3ABqI/AAAAAAAACg4/H_em9OfXB-0/s320/02072008286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SG3HWm4A7lI/AAAAAAAACgo/ZLfsU9ELJtY/s1600-h/02072008288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219046734398811730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SG3HWm4A7lI/AAAAAAAACgo/ZLfsU9ELJtY/s320/02072008288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SG3HW6ZZmzI/AAAAAAAACgw/tgPWU8MTUhM/s1600-h/02072008290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219046739639114546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SG3HW6ZZmzI/AAAAAAAACgw/tgPWU8MTUhM/s320/02072008290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i dunno its sex yet. cos it wouldn't let me carry. so i can't name it. its now called "hammie". super timid. saw the flash on my camera and squeaked. and when i patted it, it ran away, and squeaked as well. silly as it is, sleeps in the food bowl that i put in the cage to store cabbages. in other words, it sleeps with cabbages. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dear said tubby's cuter. hee. i still love tubby of course. my little tubbs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;still, i would love to have a dog. really. but not now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;weekend's here. and i'm looking forward to see my baby.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3930714095515863636?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3930714095515863636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3930714095515863636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrows-weekend-like-yay-gonna-see.html' title='New Furball'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_29exocJflr8/SG3HXL3ABqI/AAAAAAAACg4/H_em9OfXB-0/s72-c/02072008286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1304994848748982911</id><published>2008-07-03T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:11:13.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Chocolates</title><content type='html'>they say chocolates make one happy. or you eat chocolates when you are stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;i chunked quite a few pieces of sweet-brown yummylicious blocks but i didn't feel guilty. instead, i felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPIE GURL&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i woke up with the time of the month. and i've got these really bad cramps that &lt;strong&gt;gave me an excuse for those brown blocks&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came super good news. i mean, yeah. at least to me. things are still immature now. and so, i'll announce pretty soon when everything's confirmed. so please don't probe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today marks our 7 -11! haa. 7 years, 11 months of friendship. when we were still friends before we officially went steady. ok, so yeah, cheers to my wonderful soulmate. the guy who's like my best friend, who knows me inside out, but is also my partner, pillar of strength and source of encouragement. &lt;em&gt;and its just simply because i adore you la. and i still do baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shalalalalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1304994848748982911?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1304994848748982911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1304994848748982911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/too-much-chocolates.html' title='Too Much Chocolates'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4956649521326534640</id><published>2008-07-01T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:34:25.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th...10th...</title><content type='html'>went for my 9th interview today. somehow, it felt good. but some other aspects, i am still unhappy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we'll see how things go from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 10th interview due on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope more calls will be in this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, my ever supportive mummy and dude. i'm always asking them for advice. and they're always giving me good directions and are forever super encouraging. so it really helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i'm happie for dear that he's doing well. earning a good hefty sum &lt;em&gt;(to me)&lt;/em&gt; hee...&lt;br /&gt;my idol ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, i'm so happie cos i talked to grace today. planning for meetups with ali. so i'm super happy. as always :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come'on, gimmie that job. if only it was as easy like grace said &lt;em&gt;"take it jul!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4956649521326534640?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4956649521326534640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4956649521326534640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/07/9th10th.html' title='9th...10th...'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4144130109204691084</id><published>2008-06-30T14:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:34:17.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath</title><content type='html'>life pretty much resumed today since my uncle passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pic of louis and his power ranger mask. &lt;em&gt;(am i correct?)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SGiD18hZfMI/AAAAAAAACgY/4ek3nbEdnBU/s1600-h/25062008276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217565131111234754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SGiD18hZfMI/AAAAAAAACgY/4ek3nbEdnBU/s320/25062008276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taken at the wake. nothing to say. just adorable, handsome, and very naughty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dear bought him mac nuggets and he asked him "can i kiss you?" with an oily mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, how can you reject such a cutesy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'm back to searching for a job. nothing new lah. but thank goodness for the support from dear and my family who tells me to take my time &lt;em&gt;(though i'm still in very much a hurry to find a job).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear said i'm his personal assistant. that's my job (-_-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm halfway down to getting my butt on my driving registration. i just haven't cleared my online banking. &lt;em&gt;like yeah, finally&lt;/em&gt;. after everyone has their licences. but then again, i'm in no hurry la. there's no car to drive aniwae, except if daddy doesn't use the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like jie said, driving is so inconvenient. the parking and all. thinking of which routes to take. haa. i dunno. i'll tell you when i'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why she refuse to get her own car. but got her own flat instead.&lt;br /&gt;rent, to be precise. she moved out soon after we came back from paris. dear and i went to her house yesterday. arrggh. damn nice la. i want a place of my own too. but then again. yah la. stay with daddy and mummy seems better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos there's always the maid&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my self-made lunchie today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super yums and healthy. red and green peppers with fresh shitake shrooms and sausages. plus its low on salt. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SGiD2NSE_CI/AAAAAAAACgg/KMQQGmIwEyY/s1600-h/30062008280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217565135610379298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SGiD2NSE_CI/AAAAAAAACgg/KMQQGmIwEyY/s320/30062008280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my pasta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;grace: thank you for your sms the other day. it made me feel alot better. i know you're always there &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;em&gt; read your facebook wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: after seeing how my uncle passed on so quickly, and the tears and losses at the funeral, i'm appreciative of your presence in my life. treasure, hug, and love everytime i see you &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4144130109204691084?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4144130109204691084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4144130109204691084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SGiD18hZfMI/AAAAAAAACgY/4ek3nbEdnBU/s72-c/25062008276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4860754981546992222</id><published>2008-06-27T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:23:44.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Of The Road</title><content type='html'>am back being a blogger and jobber. missed out on many applications, and made up for it today. been busy travelling to and fro and staying up till the wee hours of the morning at the wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been close to my uncle's family since young and the impact was rather huge on my family. especially for my mom, who's really close to her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis has since stick to me like uhu glue and his unlimited kisses got pimples growing on my face cos of his dirty and oily mouth. and i guess its due to the late nights and early mornings as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coffin closing was the shortest, but the most overwhelming period. no one could take it. especially my auntie. my heart ached like a blister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicolas cried when his grandfather got cremated. i guess he sort of "got it" that my uncle wouldn't be there anymore. and soon, every one else was holding each other crying, red-eyed and teary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess, in life, death cannot be prevented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to me, &lt;em&gt;family's important, and will always be first&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: thank you for being there, even though you are busy with work. everyone loves you, and so do i&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4860754981546992222?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4860754981546992222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4860754981546992222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-road.html' title='The End Of The Road'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-7736566198142301040</id><published>2008-06-26T08:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T08:51:00.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wake</title><content type='html'>my uncle left us suddenly on monday and i've been busy at the funeral everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to go jobbing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog later in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ali: i'm not sure if i could attend your ROM-ing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-7736566198142301040?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7736566198142301040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7736566198142301040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/wake.html' title='The Wake'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3096129085062648243</id><published>2008-06-23T13:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:58:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>other than busy sending out mails and attending interviews, i've been going to the hospital, at least 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle's (nic and louis's grandfather) has been diagnosed with lung cancer. and its the final stage. its been diagnosed for a long time oredi. just that the doctor said these are the remaining days and we're all praying and hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than being there for my cousin, i'm also there to act as a baby-sitter to the kids so that my cousins can better look after my uncle. its not easy. and i guess, its a very painful stage for everyone in the family. especially my mom who's very close to her brother. many a times, i have seen so many teary red-eyed faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, yep. i've been spending alot of time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82F2RC8QI/AAAAAAAACgA/ajeBchyQTKw/s1600-h/19062008225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214946367612580098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82F2RC8QI/AAAAAAAACgA/ajeBchyQTKw/s320/19062008225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he asks for me when i'm not there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82GKaRBVI/AAAAAAAACgI/Et2opeAujrQ/s1600-h/19062008230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214946373019960658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82GKaRBVI/AAAAAAAACgI/Et2opeAujrQ/s320/19062008230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shy after accepting my lollipop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF8210c1GfI/AAAAAAAACgQ/SPabypVScXo/s1600-h/19062008227+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214947191758854642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF8210c1GfI/AAAAAAAACgQ/SPabypVScXo/s320/19062008227+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nicolas is too hooked with his nintendo ds lite. so no pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so other than hectically finding a job, i see the other side of life there in the hospital. ppl there, all fighting for their lives, where we sometimes just take the ppl around us for granted. like some things are just meant to be. i just pray that everything is well and fine everyday. my uncle lost so much weight, can't talk anymore, stares into space and hardly eats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;other than that... little kittens downstairs at my neighbours'. there are 4 of them. all in different patterns. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82FITIl1I/AAAAAAAACfo/B5ENzP3QZ8I/s1600-h/19062008221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214946355273307986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82FITIl1I/AAAAAAAACfo/B5ENzP3QZ8I/s320/19062008221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;there's a full black one on the left. can see? haa. i like it. they like to play within the flowerpots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82FW_lM6I/AAAAAAAACfw/5T8YGwKsXsU/s1600-h/19062008222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214946359217828770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82FW_lM6I/AAAAAAAACfw/5T8YGwKsXsU/s320/19062008222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;damn cute eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82Fv69HqI/AAAAAAAACf4/4Gloyovknj4/s1600-h/19062008224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214946365909311138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SF82Fv69HqI/AAAAAAAACf4/4Gloyovknj4/s320/19062008224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this one's shy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3096129085062648243?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3096129085062648243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3096129085062648243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SF82F2RC8QI/AAAAAAAACgA/ajeBchyQTKw/s72-c/19062008225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-7803915047554973091</id><published>2008-06-19T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:34:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dehydrated</title><content type='html'>am gluping down tonnes of water cos i keep having the runs through the night which never did stop even until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a total of 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superly dehydrated. all water gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy started having this little warm and heavy sensation last night. sighz. and there was where it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily the interviews are not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had one scheduled interview, and another last minute one yesterday, calling me through my interview. was running about here and there and the hard pouring rain did not help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things i hope would turn out good, other offers and scopes ain't that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i'm actively sending out mails even though lappy's sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some bacon man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, can feel the 6th time coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess today ain't a good day for jobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty much sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;positively, let's just hope i'll get thinner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-7803915047554973091?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7803915047554973091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7803915047554973091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/dehydrated.html' title='Dehydrated'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3605348574557883172</id><published>2008-06-17T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:07:31.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash My World</title><content type='html'>lappy got infected with virus last night and was hospitalized. shucks. i feel so lost without lappy. like my whole life went missing. luckily all important stuff are in my external hard disk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am now using the desktop which i'm super not used to it coz its super slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicolas and louis are both in town. haven't got time to meet them yet though. but heard they got little cute haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have an interview later and another one tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope more good things come my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been chatting with grace lately and we're all so excited for ali. other than changing our lives for the better career-wise, we're oh-so looking forward to &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i've been hunting for a caterer for about 30 pax about $10 to $15 per head. anything within that range. but it has to be halal. any recommendations? i need it at my place. buzz or tag me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go prepare for my interview.&lt;br /&gt;the bees, birds and the butterflies, in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3605348574557883172?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3605348574557883172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3605348574557883172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/crash-my-world.html' title='Crash My World'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-48832926265929814</id><published>2008-06-15T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:28:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Million Dollar Friend</title><content type='html'>firstly, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY&lt;/span&gt; to my daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SFUsVBh0a3I/AAAAAAAACfg/hmpDjTvFGk8/s1600-h/15062008216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212120883450375026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SFUsVBh0a3I/AAAAAAAACfg/hmpDjTvFGk8/s320/15062008216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;presented with the yummylicious mixed fruits cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my busy engineer made time for me during the weekend and he came over today. we had good breakfast, sent my jacket to the cleaner's and headed home to laze :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SFUsU6W1lcI/AAAAAAAACfY/m5SfmaTtdds/s1600-h/15062008211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212120881525265858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SFUsU6W1lcI/AAAAAAAACfY/m5SfmaTtdds/s320/15062008211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tv-ing :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh, and if you remember my previous posts mentioning me wanting the heart of the matter mp3 by india arie in the sex and the city soundtrack, i got it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;from my million dollar friend liang, who said he downloaded it just for me and was looking for me all these while to send me the song. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;awww....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;simply touched!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he said i was worth billions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;plus it was so long ago liao lor! he reads my blog and goes all the way to find it for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU LIANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;where to find such a nice buddy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and lately, i keep playing with the little kittens downstairs :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;dear promised to get me a dog next time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A BULLDOG &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(-_-)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-48832926265929814?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/48832926265929814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/48832926265929814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-million-dollar-friend.html' title='My Million Dollar Friend'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SFUsVBh0a3I/AAAAAAAACfg/hmpDjTvFGk8/s72-c/15062008216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4673201735752686296</id><published>2008-06-13T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:19:53.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rough Patch</title><content type='html'>i really wish i can get a job soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it causes me sleepless nights. and i wake up at the wee hours of the morning (even before my maid does), only to find myself having mere 3 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happens almost every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out is not a main option since it encompasses spending money. and i would minimize my going out as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend is busy with his life establishing his career and when he comes home he's tired. so we hardly talk much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good things don't come easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4673201735752686296?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4673201735752686296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4673201735752686296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-rough-patch.html' title='My Rough Patch'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-7518852662821783127</id><published>2008-06-12T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:03:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure Hunt?</title><content type='html'>ok. am taking a break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to complete 5 tests by saturday. and i'm not even done. spent the whole day doing them. leadership, personality, belbin, management values plus the application form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 is like so much. but i hope i get this job (i hope to get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;job). its so different from the rest that i applied and i'm so excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am so happie that i'm shortlisted though. &lt;em&gt;i thot i wouldn't even make it!&lt;/em&gt; but am still keeping my fingers crossed. its way too early to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truckloads of luck needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, nothing gets me more excited than an annoynomous number calling, until i have hallucinations that my mobile is ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means a job opportunity &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm there, i'll announce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle's back from aussie! called me to my surprise, and in the middle of our conversation, she asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"when are you getting married?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing's on my mind right now except graduation and jobbing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as much as everyone ask me to chill and take my time, i can't stand the thot of being a pest. come-on come-on, gimmie that jobbbbb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: HDB painted my gate orange. can u believe it? &lt;/em&gt;:O&lt;em&gt; what were they even thinking? and daddy wanted them to paint the door as well. luckily i was at home &lt;/em&gt;(-_-)" &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;open it with delight the next time you enter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-7518852662821783127?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7518852662821783127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/7518852662821783127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/treasure-hunt.html' title='Treasure Hunt?'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4061194441011652562</id><published>2008-06-11T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:48:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i nearly killed lappy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped my hairdryer right on where my internal hard disk was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lappy's screen went running. it wouldn't stop. my mouse wouldn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe wad would happen if i can't have lappy 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more job search. facebook. blogging. and i can't charge my ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily its working now. and i'm still cruising on 95 right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it better be all well and good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my engineer has been increasingly busy since work started. yah. i understand totally. i wished i could be as busy as he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4061194441011652562?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4061194441011652562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4061194441011652562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/deadly.html' title='Deadly'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-2851183843722922873</id><published>2008-06-10T19:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:48:17.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Graduation Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAUTION. SUPER LONG POST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got down to upload like 1/4 of the selected pics. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cFF4bJ6I/AAAAAAAACYI/mrhvEH5x1Ec/s1600-h/IMG_5674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210132692718004130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cFF4bJ6I/AAAAAAAACYI/mrhvEH5x1Ec/s320/IMG_5674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with mom at T3 departure lounge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cE7OH_XI/AAAAAAAACYA/ljH6aVE61MA/s1600-h/IMG_5673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210132689856232818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cE7OH_XI/AAAAAAAACYA/ljH6aVE61MA/s320/IMG_5673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i earned this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dgMyubjI/AAAAAAAACYQ/fj6nmPt2qzo/s1600-h/IMG_5685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134257941245490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dgMyubjI/AAAAAAAACYQ/fj6nmPt2qzo/s320/IMG_5685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at my window seat. waiting for departure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dgb6oWDI/AAAAAAAACYY/-Nq1yhaYgzs/s1600-h/IMG_5686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134262000932914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dgb6oWDI/AAAAAAAACYY/-Nq1yhaYgzs/s320/IMG_5686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;up in the sky! pretty eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;arrived at paris approximately after 13 hours of flight. covered 4 movies over 40 songs, 2 intervals of naps and 2 meals on board.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134271487920658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dg_QgShI/AAAAAAAACYg/Q5j4VnpNoko/s320/IMG_5688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;he greeted me in the morning with such a huge HELLO! at 6.30am (-_-)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dhJu1EFI/AAAAAAAACYo/_eSLQx-7ndo/s1600-h/IMG_5689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134274299465810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dhJu1EFI/AAAAAAAACYo/_eSLQx-7ndo/s320/IMG_5689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dhWovVrI/AAAAAAAACYw/KY-k5YMGd6I/s1600-h/IMG_5690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134277763585714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4dhWovVrI/AAAAAAAACYw/KY-k5YMGd6I/s320/IMG_5690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;looks can be deceiving. he's supber cute. but damn naughty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4lzOwZ5QI/AAAAAAAACaw/q-8DLQm5A58/s1600-h/IMG_5971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210143380978918658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4lzOwZ5QI/AAAAAAAACaw/q-8DLQm5A58/s320/IMG_5971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the ever famous musee de lourve. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4lznFNQ7I/AAAAAAAACbA/OtdUIJGeM_E/s1600-h/IMG_5982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210143387508622258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4lznFNQ7I/AAAAAAAACbA/OtdUIJGeM_E/s320/IMG_5982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4l0un15wI/AAAAAAAACbQ/W7Udgtd_ESo/s1600-h/IMG_5987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210143406712809218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4l0un15wI/AAAAAAAACbQ/W7Udgtd_ESo/s320/IMG_5987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;interior. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4l0JmShqI/AAAAAAAACbI/KaVwDWXcqnA/s1600-h/IMG_5985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210143396774184610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4l0JmShqI/AAAAAAAACbI/KaVwDWXcqnA/s320/IMG_5985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kQjlmN-I/AAAAAAAACao/iRrIHOiLzNQ/s1600-h/IMG_5981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210141685763684322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kQjlmN-I/AAAAAAAACao/iRrIHOiLzNQ/s320/IMG_5981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4ngOPyHXI/AAAAAAAACbo/B5tfDL3J7zE/s1600-h/IMG_6049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210145253447834994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4ngOPyHXI/AAAAAAAACbo/B5tfDL3J7zE/s320/IMG_6049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;venus de milo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4neazxYvI/AAAAAAAACbY/sm6UOmqb22U/s1600-h/DSC06370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210145222460269298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4neazxYvI/AAAAAAAACbY/sm6UOmqb22U/s320/DSC06370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mona lisa (dad's camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4nfKwc2VI/AAAAAAAACbg/1rkkKiTW4xM/s1600-h/IMG_6024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210145235331242322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4nfKwc2VI/AAAAAAAACbg/1rkkKiTW4xM/s320/IMG_6024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so difficult to take this pic can. everyone came to the museum for this. look at the reflection. the number of people was overwhelming. and the people there were all bigger size than me. i was so tiny. can't even reach. had to tip toe to see the painting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4ng7ftvMI/AAAAAAAACbw/zd-zAibBBGM/s1600-h/IMG_6068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210145265594252482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4ng7ftvMI/AAAAAAAACbw/zd-zAibBBGM/s320/IMG_6068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random egyptian art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4nhhtXlMI/AAAAAAAACb4/aU7w9SgYw64/s1600-h/IMG_6076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210145275852068034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4nhhtXlMI/AAAAAAAACb4/aU7w9SgYw64/s320/IMG_6076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;see 2 extra hands behind? they belong to my parents who were hiding behind (-_-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;didn't finish walking the whole of lourve. was sick that day. it rained the day before and i caught a horrible cold.went home at 3pm to sleep. unbelievable eh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4faV8dHXI/AAAAAAAACY4/VVPxEl9IPT4/s1600-h/IMG_5696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210136356342013298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4faV8dHXI/AAAAAAAACY4/VVPxEl9IPT4/s320/IMG_5696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;train to versailles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fa1MP7GI/AAAAAAAACZA/-QHNr2hdWt8/s1600-h/IMG_5716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210136364729756770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fa1MP7GI/AAAAAAAACZA/-QHNr2hdWt8/s320/IMG_5716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at palace of versailles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alot of pics at versailles. won't upload :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the quiet disneyland. &lt;em&gt;for once&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uKcvhj7I/AAAAAAAACcY/8w7GKZXllLw/s1600-h/IMG_6092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210152575963336626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uKcvhj7I/AAAAAAAACcY/8w7GKZXllLw/s320/IMG_6092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it rained again. so the people was sooooo much lesser. went to disneyland for 3 consecutive years. and 5 in total. i must say, its all the same. the layout, castle and everything. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uMSViz8I/AAAAAAAACco/xIYu4aHaLL8/s1600-h/IMG_6101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210152607529750466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uMSViz8I/AAAAAAAACco/xIYu4aHaLL8/s320/IMG_6101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;look at the amount of ppl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uO4ahf5I/AAAAAAAACc4/amqium5jSP0/s1600-h/IMG_6111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210152652110921618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uO4ahf5I/AAAAAAAACc4/amqium5jSP0/s320/IMG_6111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ain't no disneyland without the castle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uLWRec2I/AAAAAAAACcg/1g_XLndRyiU/s1600-h/IMG_6096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210152591406560098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uLWRec2I/AAAAAAAACcg/1g_XLndRyiU/s320/IMG_6096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;under my shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uNmE24sI/AAAAAAAACcw/6cnKBUB40QQ/s1600-h/IMG_6105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210152630008341186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4uNmE24sI/AAAAAAAACcw/6cnKBUB40QQ/s320/IMG_6105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mama duck and her little ducklings at disneyland :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;got parade pics. but once again. too many to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zf2BidcI/AAAAAAAACeA/L3sZCZyO6gU/s1600-h/IMG_6225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210158441085171138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zf2BidcI/AAAAAAAACeA/L3sZCZyO6gU/s320/IMG_6225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;notre dame. look exactly like what it was in the cartoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zgQF2oiI/AAAAAAAACeI/SL8Tbnj0DjA/s1600-h/IMG_6238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210158448082592290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zgQF2oiI/AAAAAAAACeI/SL8Tbnj0DjA/s320/IMG_6238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;inside. it was huge. and once again. too many pics&lt;em&gt; lar&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;centre prompidou...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zg3kkUdI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Z9VFgmCFZwk/s1600-h/IMG_6259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210158458680398290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zg3kkUdI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Z9VFgmCFZwk/s320/IMG_6259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super cute escalators. that's the attraction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole point is, its a modern art centre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zhOcZq0I/AAAAAAAACeY/3ZrvYgeX-2w/s1600-h/IMG_6276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210158464820161346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zhOcZq0I/AAAAAAAACeY/3ZrvYgeX-2w/s320/IMG_6276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i super like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the rest... too much to load :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hI3rYJKI/AAAAAAAACZ4/7acmcov9MW0/s1600-h/IMG_5863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210138255182800034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hI3rYJKI/AAAAAAAACZ4/7acmcov9MW0/s320/IMG_5863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sunday morning walk to the eiffel tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hImmxNkI/AAAAAAAACZw/00b5BIBDTlU/s1600-h/IMG_5859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210138250600068674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hImmxNkI/AAAAAAAACZw/00b5BIBDTlU/s320/IMG_5859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the way... nicolas and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hJkoP1tI/AAAAAAAACaA/kYX-5KXLJO8/s1600-h/IMG_5881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210138267249268434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hJkoP1tI/AAAAAAAACaA/kYX-5KXLJO8/s320/IMG_5881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;across the park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kPV8BDLI/AAAAAAAACaQ/Re2YIFbjpWs/s1600-h/IMG_5902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210141664919751858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kPV8BDLI/AAAAAAAACaQ/Re2YIFbjpWs/s320/IMG_5902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kO3HVRqI/AAAAAAAACaI/jdyqP0eoe_8/s1600-h/IMG_5897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210141656645715618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kO3HVRqI/AAAAAAAACaI/jdyqP0eoe_8/s320/IMG_5897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at eiffel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super good weather that day. we had picnic at the wide grass patch. lovely. you can't never do it in singapore cos of our bad weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kPpYc5NI/AAAAAAAACaY/rVOzfvdrxZk/s1600-h/IMG_5920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210141670139290834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kPpYc5NI/AAAAAAAACaY/rVOzfvdrxZk/s320/IMG_5920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lift up the eiffel. queued 2 hours for the tickets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kQZWaynI/AAAAAAAACag/E86TnAM_AZI/s1600-h/IMG_5937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210141683015666290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4kQZWaynI/AAAAAAAACag/E86TnAM_AZI/s320/IMG_5937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;view of paris from the top of eiffel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4o4AowF3I/AAAAAAAACcA/YJ_Ik3qr_FE/s1600-h/IMG_6315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210146761622951794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4o4AowF3I/AAAAAAAACcA/YJ_Ik3qr_FE/s320/IMG_6315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a beauty at night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4o4ZJPrkI/AAAAAAAACcI/DlLTD7Goi4c/s1600-h/Wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210146768201690690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4o4ZJPrkI/AAAAAAAACcI/DlLTD7Goi4c/s320/Wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my current desktop wallpaper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4o4zr9IzI/AAAAAAAACcQ/P06rnBDfBWY/s1600-h/IMG_6350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210146775326597938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4o4zr9IzI/AAAAAAAACcQ/P06rnBDfBWY/s320/IMG_6350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this came at 11pm. lasted about 10mins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4xO0cg03I/AAAAAAAACdw/avMEcMz82cg/s1600-h/IMG_6212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210155949580407666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4xO0cg03I/AAAAAAAACdw/avMEcMz82cg/s320/IMG_6212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arc de triomphe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wYB8cx6I/AAAAAAAACdA/p6yr79X8Ro8/s1600-h/IMG_6177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210155008311216034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wYB8cx6I/AAAAAAAACdA/p6yr79X8Ro8/s320/IMG_6177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just super pretty. but you have to climb 284 steps to reach the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wZ5KC4fI/AAAAAAAACdg/gCdILUfxmOM/s1600-h/IMG_6205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210155040312058354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wZ5KC4fI/AAAAAAAACdg/gCdILUfxmOM/s320/IMG_6205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;interior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4xOSzFmpI/AAAAAAAACdo/jhX8spUFUok/s1600-h/IMG_6208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210155940548287122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4xOSzFmpI/AAAAAAAACdo/jhX8spUFUok/s320/IMG_6208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wZH9bClI/AAAAAAAACdQ/NMRwr2tBvJU/s1600-h/IMG_6196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210155027105778258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wZH9bClI/AAAAAAAACdQ/NMRwr2tBvJU/s320/IMG_6196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;view from arc de triomphe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wYnkqTEI/AAAAAAAACdI/Z0ytMTuppBE/s1600-h/IMG_6195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210155018411985986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wYnkqTEI/AAAAAAAACdI/Z0ytMTuppBE/s320/IMG_6195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;can see eiffel. and from eiffel, you can see arc de triomphe as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zfppMkzI/AAAAAAAACd4/5TeK3e5Mw5I/s1600-h/IMG_6215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210158437761848114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4zfppMkzI/AAAAAAAACd4/5TeK3e5Mw5I/s320/IMG_6215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ah fat at the arc ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wZaQuz1I/AAAAAAAACdY/rBzq6y6dlhE/s1600-h/IMG_6201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210155032018603858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4wZaQuz1I/AAAAAAAACdY/rBzq6y6dlhE/s320/IMG_6201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;he went to the top of the arc as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE5FLgzd--I/AAAAAAAACfI/hGHPUuvZghw/s1600-h/IMG_6387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210177883000929250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE5FLgzd--I/AAAAAAAACfI/hGHPUuvZghw/s320/IMG_6387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at champs elysees. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE5FLyz8yEI/AAAAAAAACfQ/LfG7M6Ex2Ss/s1600-h/IMG_6385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210177887834785858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE5FLyz8yEI/AAAAAAAACfQ/LfG7M6Ex2Ss/s320/IMG_6385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;louis and his louis vuitton trunks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;other random pics...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;at the park...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE41zjxA4qI/AAAAAAAACew/K6XS4UUUfzY/s1600-h/IMG_6301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210160978804662946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE41zjxA4qI/AAAAAAAACew/K6XS4UUUfzY/s320/IMG_6301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nicolas and his french classmates on a friday after school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE410N5UthI/AAAAAAAACe4/CxK9KpDVsa0/s1600-h/IMG_6304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210160990113805842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE410N5UthI/AAAAAAAACe4/CxK9KpDVsa0/s320/IMG_6304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;louis and his girl, eileen. super sweet. she plucks flowers for her mother and my cousin. &lt;em&gt;awww&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and did u notice his pouch? haa. he stores his pokemon cards, an airplane, and a bon bon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE410rbD6XI/AAAAAAAACfA/n5ppEObE5ws/s1600-h/IMG_6310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210160998039939442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE410rbD6XI/AAAAAAAACfA/n5ppEObE5ws/s320/IMG_6310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mama duck just gave birth. &lt;/p&gt;at mac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE41zGiS0AI/AAAAAAAACeo/qrKmJxzW_GU/s1600-h/IMG_6299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210160970958295042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE41zGiS0AI/AAAAAAAACeo/qrKmJxzW_GU/s320/IMG_6299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the king.&lt;/p&gt;at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hH1QugWI/AAAAAAAACZg/1TIT9GRb-tk/s1600-h/IMG_5838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210138237354279266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hH1QugWI/AAAAAAAACZg/1TIT9GRb-tk/s320/IMG_5838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;trying to kill the talking chicken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hIcf3xvI/AAAAAAAACZo/nB73mDN1qyI/s1600-h/IMG_5839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210138247886784242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4hIcf3xvI/AAAAAAAACZo/nB73mDN1qyI/s320/IMG_5839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;attempt no.2 caught on camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE41ywnUqEI/AAAAAAAACeg/IStuA96MD4o/s1600-h/IMG_6282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210160965073807426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE41ywnUqEI/AAAAAAAACeg/IStuA96MD4o/s320/IMG_6282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his ultra huge gun. i made it for him out of lego. he super happy. went to shoot my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fbR6s19I/AAAAAAAACZI/l-ApC8XpxNg/s1600-h/IMG_5834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210136372440782802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fbR6s19I/AAAAAAAACZI/l-ApC8XpxNg/s320/IMG_5834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fb4e5ynI/AAAAAAAACZQ/kILxMf7zbDE/s1600-h/IMG_5835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210136382793173618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fb4e5ynI/AAAAAAAACZQ/kILxMf7zbDE/s320/IMG_5835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superhero's galore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cDis1Y5I/AAAAAAAACXo/RAPgS-5Chu0/s1600-h/27052008165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210132666094281618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cDis1Y5I/AAAAAAAACXo/RAPgS-5Chu0/s320/27052008165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;batman holding his willy. and he said he wanna go to school like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cECJT78I/AAAAAAAACXw/8ARY1LSvrh8/s1600-h/27052008166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210132674535223234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cECJT78I/AAAAAAAACXw/8ARY1LSvrh8/s320/27052008166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spider or bat? he's a confused boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cEaba0BI/AAAAAAAACX4/xkY05MAfdAg/s1600-h/27052008167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210132681053622290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4cEaba0BI/AAAAAAAACX4/xkY05MAfdAg/s320/27052008167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then he became super.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fcC8zx_I/AAAAAAAACZY/hBo680J1aho/s1600-h/IMG_5837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210136385602963442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SE4fcC8zx_I/AAAAAAAACZY/hBo680J1aho/s320/IMG_5837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;french, and such a cutesy. i adore him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nicolas and louis will be arriving in singapore next week. yay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and after this trip to paris, i'm an expert in travelling on their trains. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;still, i love singapore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-2851183843722922873?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2851183843722922873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/2851183843722922873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-graduation-trip.html' title='My Graduation Trip'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SE4cFF4bJ6I/AAAAAAAACYI/mrhvEH5x1Ec/s72-c/IMG_5674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1526465048121800557</id><published>2008-06-09T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:19:37.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flustered</title><content type='html'>had a long day. settled jie's new laptop warranty for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a last minute interview at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. at their beck and call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt down and tired at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this job hunting is like the game of love. its like you keep searching and finding for the "right one" &lt;em&gt;trying to "love"&lt;/em&gt;, but in the end, you don't know the heartfelt feelings of the other partner sitting right across you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its purely the waiting game. unless you enter a company with "strings attached", then a whole new relationship begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been to so many interviews. i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i literally look back at the offer made to me when i was touring paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope decisions made back then were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dear said to move on and look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i always believed that better things would come my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;em&gt;what is it&lt;/em&gt; that they want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1526465048121800557?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1526465048121800557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1526465048121800557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/flustered.html' title='Flustered'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3773463464051799693</id><published>2008-06-08T21:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:19:57.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtrack</title><content type='html'>i have quite a bit of pics. all rojak-ed up. but seriously, i am too tired. or rather, lazy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my happie gurls with their HUGE tic-tacs from me from paris. plus a whole load of stuff, hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi0y-HlMI/AAAAAAAACWw/bVGSE8h3PgQ/s1600-h/05062008183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209506790647502018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi0y-HlMI/AAAAAAAACWw/bVGSE8h3PgQ/s320/05062008183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;grace, happie with her red longchamp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had good dinner at billy bombers. instead of baguettes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi1T56rKI/AAAAAAAACW4/kpSFvMPBwrA/s1600-h/05062008184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209506799488248994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi1T56rKI/AAAAAAAACW4/kpSFvMPBwrA/s320/05062008184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nacho cheese starter. nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi1wLehbI/AAAAAAAACXA/tas6qXZp4UE/s1600-h/05062008186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209506807078094258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi1wLehbI/AAAAAAAACXA/tas6qXZp4UE/s320/05062008186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my chicken main course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and this is super good. at the japanese restaurant beside billy's at marina square. some mango thingy. cost us $9.80. but damn nice la. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi2laLqFI/AAAAAAAACXI/SDV_jpeX51M/s1600-h/05062008187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209506821366851666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi2laLqFI/AAAAAAAACXI/SDV_jpeX51M/s320/05062008187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we din take any pics that day. all of us were tired and nothing beats chatting and eating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and took pics of these little kittens on my way back from the book fair at suntec the other day. they were so tiny. the size of my palm. hiding under the nissan van. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi3MiYm8I/AAAAAAAACXQ/p6HRxhoMXMo/s1600-h/06062008188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209506831870237634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvi3MiYm8I/AAAAAAAACXQ/p6HRxhoMXMo/s320/06062008188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvjiMJ_OhI/AAAAAAAACXY/_6iK3JPVHvY/s1600-h/06062008189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209507570502285842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvjiMJ_OhI/AAAAAAAACXY/_6iK3JPVHvY/s320/06062008189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvji5lbWgI/AAAAAAAACXg/-kawwCOQdEQ/s1600-h/06062008190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209507582696970754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEvji5lbWgI/AAAAAAAACXg/-kawwCOQdEQ/s320/06062008190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;as much as i never liked cats. i know they are harmless little kittens. &lt;/p&gt;it was pouring like crazy on yesterday morning. lazed in bed together with dear to watch tv as the rain poured... and i stayed over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy's 59th birthday today. celebrated at jumbo with super sumptuous seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the man who has always been in my life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unreasonable at times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but who loves me unconditionally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and funds my everything without complaints.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPIE BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to the other man, i have always loved you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i love you even more when when we're eating crabs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its the most unromantic setting,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you always shell my crabbies for me, knowing i'm helpless at it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, you got me there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its monday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says people who don't work won't get the blues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dear, you'll always be my baby :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: uploaded pics onto my slide. if you have time, stare ;P that's the whole point isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3773463464051799693?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3773463464051799693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3773463464051799693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/backtrack.html' title='Backtrack'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SEvi0y-HlMI/AAAAAAAACWw/bVGSE8h3PgQ/s72-c/05062008183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-5569106133107029946</id><published>2008-06-06T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:53:21.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syrup or Sauce?</title><content type='html'>just came back from the book fair at suntec with luo. it was such a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead there were more books at harris and we stayed there longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a book &lt;em&gt;(which i don't usually do)&lt;/em&gt; i couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEkU022bpAI/AAAAAAAACWo/cng2G9omuy0/s1600-h/P00546B_lg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208717342340260866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEkU022bpAI/AAAAAAAACWo/cng2G9omuy0/s320/P00546B_lg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i read 16 pages while waiting for the bus home. and everything turned out right. things i never did understand, they were all there in the book. so life-like and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna know why men are like waffles and women are like spaghetti, ask me. if i said it here, it would really discredit the authors efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, this was advertised on 95 sometime back, if you remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to read my book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-5569106133107029946?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5569106133107029946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5569106133107029946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/sauce-or-syrup.html' title='Syrup or Sauce?'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SEkU022bpAI/AAAAAAAACWo/cng2G9omuy0/s72-c/P00546B_lg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8732114399551450625</id><published>2008-06-05T14:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:29:02.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Graduated!</title><content type='html'>thank you for your pillar of support thru the studying years! today marks officially, both you and i! we are GRADUATES. yeppie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more BOOKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEeEchqWEKI/AAAAAAAACWg/NRtXv0txP4A/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208277119684448418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEeEchqWEKI/AAAAAAAACWg/NRtXv0txP4A/s320/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taken in march. while we were still undergrads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tonite, its just ali, grace and me, CELEBRATION! pop the poppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats baby. you did soooo well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lurve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8732114399551450625?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8732114399551450625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8732114399551450625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-graduated.html' title='We Graduated!'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SEeEchqWEKI/AAAAAAAACWg/NRtXv0txP4A/s72-c/DSC00722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1050366757572646005</id><published>2008-06-04T14:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:26:04.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Graduated</title><content type='html'>i still wake up at darn 3am. and then i dun fall asleep until 6am. super jet lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i got migraines and feel queasy all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my dude for dinner after his work yesterday. and after 10 over days of not seeing or speaking to him. feeding on baguettes and sandwiches for the longest time in my life, he bot a whole load of local foodie including my char kway teow, carrot cake, rojak and grilled chicken wings, and waited for me at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah, i love you there and then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to reality. just checked my results. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL CLEAR!&lt;/span&gt; and so, i can say, i am officially a graduate academic-wise. except for the fact that i haven't put on my gown and my motar board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad that everything's over. though i'm not exactly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still too early to be jumping for joy. dear and i are still in the early stage of building our lives. tomorrow's his turn. and i'm transferring all my good luck to you dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie has 2 new ipods. i'm selling this one for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEY8uRqWEII/AAAAAAAACWM/F1raRNst17U/s1600-h/ipodnano-silver-hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207916784813215874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEY8uRqWEII/AAAAAAAACWM/F1raRNst17U/s320/ipodnano-silver-hero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ipod nano - silver.4GB. SGD$238.00&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its incredibly small and thin. size of your palm. brand new. so its the exact same price. unopened and everything. interested pls let me know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jie's giving me the brand new ipod touch! 16GB. yay. i guess i overestimated my nokia N95 1GB mobile. thinking it could handle the songs i wanted. but it slows down my system. though i dearly love my mobile. but 16GB can hold tonnes of songs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey dude, i'm coming over to kapo songs from your lappy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEY8uhqWEJI/AAAAAAAACWU/ifNVTNJbabk/s1600-h/ipodtouch-hero.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207916789108183186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SEY8uhqWEJI/AAAAAAAACWU/ifNVTNJbabk/s320/ipodtouch-hero.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my new toy. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job hunting still on. still hunting, searching, looking, finding. wadeva you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so darn lazy to upload the paris pics becoz they are just too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still gotta go to my neighbour's place to give france's souvenirs for mom later, sell jie's ipod on my yahoo auctions which is having technical probs now. continue on my job search. have my shower. pack my books into boxes and wonder what to do with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone needs books? business books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i nearly forgot. i changed the blogskin back. i still like this one. i dunno why. it just scrolls faster. and the space is broader. so yeah. like or hate it. i dun earn thru blogging aniwae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1050366757572646005?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1050366757572646005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1050366757572646005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/officially-graduated.html' title='Officially Graduated'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SEY8uRqWEII/AAAAAAAACWM/F1raRNst17U/s72-c/ipodnano-silver-hero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3182545959022088894</id><published>2008-06-03T14:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:41:00.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETjTRqWEEI/AAAAAAAACVs/VQX8X8NOoEE/s1600-h/IMG_6350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207536989445165122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETjTRqWEEI/AAAAAAAACVs/VQX8X8NOoEE/s320/IMG_6350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm back! from the city of love.&lt;/p&gt;lovers kissing everywhere. in the metro, parks, basically anywhere, everywhere. and that's why they say, its a place for honeymoon. too bad dude is not with me. we could have witnessed the magnificient eiffel tower at night together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many pics to upload. brought 2 cameras. and one itself has 725 pics already. i haven't even touched the other camera. and so yeah. maybe i might upload some pics. it depends on my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been struggling to get my life in place. first it was the jet lagging. so super tired. confused with day and night. woke up at 3am this morning. super can't sleep. and then fell asleep only at about 5 plus i guess. only to find myself waking up at 1.30pm! and getting my body adjusting to the weather. am recovering from the bad cold that i got from the rain there. phelgm here and there. super hard to sleep. sighz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been nagging myself to get some job applications in. but at the rate i'm waking up. its tough. speaking of which, i got a job offer when i was touring paris, of which, i considered for 2 days, and decided to turn it down after much discussion with jie, mom and my dude. i was happie coz it was my first interview i went to, and i succeeded! rejection ain't about the pay. even if they offered me a higher salary, i would still have turned it down. i guess, its just the nature of the industry and the location. just ain't my type. and so, i'm still picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, for the jitters, results out tomorrow! my FINAL results. rar rar rar. and just when u thot everything good happens when you graduate, i read from the portal that they are discontinuing the refreshments to classes. haa. oopsy. i guess they must have realised that it costed a bomb to feed hungry scavaging students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for loots of the trip.... ta-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETk0hqWEFI/AAAAAAAACV0/rEfhjNYd_jg/s1600-h/02062008176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207538660187443282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETk0hqWEFI/AAAAAAAACV0/rEfhjNYd_jg/s320/02062008176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pink bag-H&amp;amp;M.taupe-longchamp.chip-eurodisney paris.wallet-longchamp.perfumes-DFS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i din buy alot of stuff. but got myself a 3rd champpy. haahaa. a bigger one in long-straped taupe colour. and the "thing" in the gift-wrapped longchamp box is my wallet :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETk1RqWEHI/AAAAAAAACWE/3Ln0V7M1E8Y/s1600-h/02062008178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207538673072345202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETk1RqWEHI/AAAAAAAACWE/3Ln0V7M1E8Y/s320/02062008178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and so, it joins the family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETk0xqWEGI/AAAAAAAACV8/v001s6MAP9I/s1600-h/02062008177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207538664482410594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SETk0xqWEGI/AAAAAAAACV8/v001s6MAP9I/s320/02062008177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;longchamps are cheap there. much cheaper than buying it here. mom got the most loots of the trip. bot 2 longchamps herself. a document bag in red and another smaller handbag in full black. and then daddy got her 2 LV stuff for their 30th wedding anniversary at the end of the year. he wanted to get her a SGD$1000 handbag! gosh. but she chose a coin pouch and wallet instead coz she said the monograms are too loud. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;who's lucky man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grace: your red longchamp is so pretty! delievered yours truly by your bestie here, all the way from paris! all detaxed! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;meeting my engineer for dinner later . and i'm going to see tubbs! yay! miss the little furball like crazy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;char kway teow, laksa, hokkien mee, carrot cake, roti prata, kway chap and wadeva singapore food, here i come! the french really baguettes everyday. serious. i love singapore. to the heart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;btw, i've got a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;brand new&lt;/span&gt; ipod nano. plastic and everything &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;unopened&lt;/span&gt;. the new version. in 4GB. silver. am selling it. will check the price and let you guys know. anyone interested, please gimmie a tag, sms, call, or anyway you can get me. thanks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;JAG*s: meet meet meet. gifts for you! food food! talk.gossip.shop. sms, call and haunt me! i'd love it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M SO HAPPIE TO BE HOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3182545959022088894?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3182545959022088894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3182545959022088894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/06/paris-2008.html' title='Paris 2008'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SETjTRqWEEI/AAAAAAAACVs/VQX8X8NOoEE/s72-c/IMG_6350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-6513821484396430503</id><published>2008-05-22T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:06:51.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving On A Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>today was supposed to be set aside to bring little tubbs (tubby) to dearie's place for babysitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm stormed with 2 last minute interviews. i could hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed with tubbs to dear's place after my 2nd interview. and i'm so not done with packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am leaving for paris tomorrow. that explains why tubbs is with papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep! my graduation trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my parents. they didn't plan to go for any holidays initially. but they're making it &lt;em&gt;for me&lt;/em&gt;. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, paris, yeah, the most romantic place on earth, or so they say. without my dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my parents are goodie too. they fund every single expense of my trip. plus, i'm bunking in with nic and louis, so that calls for double yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am gonna reward myself for studying damn hard. am so going there to relax lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to embark on my movie marathon on the inflight entertainment on board SQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, the lourve, notre dame, eiffel tower, champs elysees, versailles, euro disneyland, plus more more and more........... here i come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, please do miss me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-6513821484396430503?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6513821484396430503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/6513821484396430503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving On A Jet Plane'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-5481237148837212547</id><published>2008-05-21T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:42:55.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chips, Ah Fat and the Motorbike</title><content type='html'>dear drew this for me just moments earlier during our msn conversation. he stopped chatting with me but it kept indicating that he was "writing a message". i was sooo wondering wad he was trying to say, i kept msn-ing him to ask him if he's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had to sms me to ask me to wait. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he came back with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDL9uR1nSlI/AAAAAAAACVk/1ngjrmdTXu4/s1600-h/Presentation3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202499491070429778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDL9uR1nSlI/AAAAAAAACVk/1ngjrmdTXu4/s320/Presentation3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chips, ah fat and the motorbike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(click to enlarge)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDL8sR1nSkI/AAAAAAAACVc/vZKSkqR1NJg/s1600-h/Presentation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;he made me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. you might not understand. unless, maybe you've watched the channel 8, 9pm show. the xiaorou keeps sleeping on junjie's orange vespa bike. so dear and i have the chips and ah fat version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i took it off our msn conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDL8sB1nSjI/AAAAAAAACVU/bc7WsdvW0Y8/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202498352904096306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDL8sB1nSjI/AAAAAAAACVU/bc7WsdvW0Y8/s320/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you baby. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your surprises always make me so happy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-5481237148837212547?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5481237148837212547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/5481237148837212547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chips-ah-fat-and-motorbike.html' title='Chips, Ah Fat and the Motorbike'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SDL9uR1nSlI/AAAAAAAACVk/1ngjrmdTXu4/s72-c/Presentation3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-9007681663443014607</id><published>2008-05-20T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:15:50.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Interview</title><content type='html'>am back from my 2nd job interview. hope i get this job though the interviewer told me frankly that she wanted to see more candidates before making a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this job! super goodie prospects and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm prayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, then i'll go for greener pastures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do my hair today. but my hairdresser's out of town! rarrrr. so much for wanting to groom myself. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;migraine came back yesterday. guess it was the lack of sleep plus the horrible weather. doc's review tonite, meeting my babes&lt;em&gt; finally&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow, and then, yeah, the week's packed. thursday and friday is filled too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little ms busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-9007681663443014607?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/9007681663443014607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/9007681663443014607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/2nd-interview.html' title='2nd Interview'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8561560658813488690</id><published>2008-05-18T23:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:15:06.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longchamp</title><content type='html'>jie's back from france this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she flew in this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDBO8R1nSgI/AAAAAAAACU8/blbOtgjfX4o/s1600-h/18052008143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201744367100316162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDBO8R1nSgI/AAAAAAAACU8/blbOtgjfX4o/s320/18052008143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wrapped prettily in branded paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ta-da! proudly presenting... my second longchamp!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDBO8x1nShI/AAAAAAAACVE/prMJ30t-Rho/s1600-h/18052008144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201744375690250770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDBO8x1nShI/AAAAAAAACVE/prMJ30t-Rho/s320/18052008144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in pretty baby pink. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its cheaper there. about SGD $120.00. i bot mine for SGD $161.00. but jie paid only SGD $97.00 for my baggie. cos my cousin (nic and louis's mom) had the mall's membership. plus tax rebate. and so yeahhhhhhhhhhhh. i got another!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDBO9B1nSiI/AAAAAAAACVM/kMA__W5XHrs/s1600-h/18052008145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201744379985218082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SDBO9B1nSiI/AAAAAAAACVM/kMA__W5XHrs/s320/18052008145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my collection. care to add more to it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i've been hooked to this song. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the heart of the matter by india.arie. formerly sung by the eagles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its from the sex and the city soundtrack. and currently playing on my playbox. i think india.arie sings it better but i can't find a good track of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i can't find the mp3. if you have it, send to me k. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;would appreciate it so much. i love the song so much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i listen to the lyrics, i feel so upset. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;But I knew that it would come&lt;br /&gt;An old true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone&lt;br /&gt;She said you found someone&lt;br /&gt;And I thought of all the bad luck,&lt;br /&gt;And all the struggles we went through&lt;br /&gt;How I lost me and you lost you&lt;br /&gt;What are these voices outside love's open door&lt;br /&gt;Make us throw off our contentment&lt;br /&gt;And beg for something more? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been learning to live without you now&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you sometimes&lt;br /&gt;The more I know, the less I understand&lt;br /&gt;All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning them again&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter&lt;br /&gt;But my will gets weak&lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts seem to scatter&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These times are so uncertain&lt;br /&gt;There's a yearning undefined&lt;br /&gt;And people filled with rage&lt;br /&gt;We all need a little tenderness&lt;br /&gt;How can love survive in such a graceless age&lt;br /&gt;And the trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness&lt;br /&gt;They're the very things we kill, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms&lt;br /&gt;And the work they put between us,&lt;br /&gt;You know it doesn't keep us warm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been trying to live without you now&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;The more I know, the less I understand&lt;br /&gt;And all the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter&lt;br /&gt;But my will gets weak&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is so shattered&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the people in your life who've come and gone&lt;br /&gt;They let you down, you know they hurt your pride&lt;br /&gt;Better put it all behind you; cause life goes on&lt;br /&gt;You keep carrin' that anger, it'll eat you up inside&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be happily everafter&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is so shattered&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter&lt;br /&gt;Because the flesh will get weak&lt;br /&gt;And the ashes will scatter&lt;br /&gt;So I'm thinkin' about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't love me anymore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;am contemplating to get the CD. we'll see about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8561560658813488690?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8561560658813488690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8561560658813488690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/longchamp.html' title='Longchamp'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SDBO8R1nSgI/AAAAAAAACU8/blbOtgjfX4o/s72-c/18052008143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1888372931488872035</id><published>2008-05-17T23:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:41:49.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakerzin</title><content type='html'>just had my super hot shower, cleansed and toned my face + moisturised fully with blots of cream on the pimple-infested areas. i have been feeling so overwhelmingly tired and stressed though the exams are over, the pimples are popping like popcorn seeds out of the popper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sighz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to school today to collect my assignments and the results came back okay. just that i'm a little upset that i'm just a little away to wad i wanted. but they're still ay-okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dearie and i headed for desert at bakerzin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC721h1nSdI/AAAAAAAACUk/36awwtbwI6o/s1600-h/17052008124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201366019136244178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC721h1nSdI/AAAAAAAACUk/36awwtbwI6o/s320/17052008124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we didn't order this. the orders came wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC721R1nScI/AAAAAAAACUc/E0as08o_ttQ/s1600-h/17052008128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201366014841276866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC721R1nScI/AAAAAAAACUc/E0as08o_ttQ/s320/17052008128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;still, it tasted yummy.&lt;br /&gt;(oh yes, please ignore my pimple.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC720R1nSaI/AAAAAAAACUM/Khdfhp636uo/s1600-h/17052008132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365997661407650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC720R1nSaI/AAAAAAAACUM/Khdfhp636uo/s320/17052008132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;these are the correct orders! dear's coffee looks super good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC73Wx1nSeI/AAAAAAAACUs/pylkIcHno84/s1600-h/17052008130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201366590366894562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC73Wx1nSeI/AAAAAAAACUs/pylkIcHno84/s320/17052008130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC720x1nSbI/AAAAAAAACUU/osJHDX4U7HQ/s1600-h/17052008131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201366006251342258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC720x1nSbI/AAAAAAAACUU/osJHDX4U7HQ/s320/17052008131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mine's forest berries sorbet with mint&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC72Ax1nSZI/AAAAAAAACUE/Ww_eMRjNNGM/s1600-h/17052008133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365112898144658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC72Ax1nSZI/AAAAAAAACUE/Ww_eMRjNNGM/s320/17052008133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;warm chocolate cake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with compliments from CK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC76QR1nSfI/AAAAAAAACU0/JqunAx1mjV4/s1600-h/17052008134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201369777232628210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC76QR1nSfI/AAAAAAAACU0/JqunAx1mjV4/s320/17052008134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had one each!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC72AR1nSYI/AAAAAAAACT8/XxwXM_pK5bU/s1600-h/17052008135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365104308210050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC72AR1nSYI/AAAAAAAACT8/XxwXM_pK5bU/s320/17052008135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wet choco in the cake. plus vanilla ice-cream on top. yums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC72AB1nSXI/AAAAAAAACT0/b0B8iFv2sV4/s1600-h/17052008136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365100013242738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC72AB1nSXI/AAAAAAAACT0/b0B8iFv2sV4/s320/17052008136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mine swept cleeaaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC71_B1nSVI/AAAAAAAACTk/7VS0XRt0H3M/s1600-h/17052008138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365082833373522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SC71_B1nSVI/AAAAAAAACTk/7VS0XRt0H3M/s320/17052008138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dear's done too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;next week's super packed. my schedule's filled to the brim. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ta-ta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1888372931488872035?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1888372931488872035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1888372931488872035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/bakerzin.html' title='Bakerzin'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SC721h1nSdI/AAAAAAAACUk/36awwtbwI6o/s72-c/17052008124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3556473994765849517</id><published>2008-05-16T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:53:37.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin</title><content type='html'>new blogskin up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day doing it coz i simply had no mood to do other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am having a whole load of mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. blisters on my little toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my first interview today. it went good. had another good news today. am still keeping my fingers crossed. i hope things goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grace: thanks for calling me. i'm sorry i didn't heed your advice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3556473994765849517?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3556473994765849517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3556473994765849517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-1924561984095212475</id><published>2008-05-15T00:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:24:34.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mushroom Pot</title><content type='html'>i guess this is gonna be a very long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happie to see my mates after soooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had damn full dinner at mushroom pot. yums. it ain't all mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super happie except for my pimple-infested face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall let the pics do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUoh1nR5I/AAAAAAAACQE/mVnT7clw4HA/s1600-h/14052008494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200272881239934866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUoh1nR5I/AAAAAAAACQE/mVnT7clw4HA/s320/14052008494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV3x1nR8I/AAAAAAAACQc/NiGWZQOnosY/s1600-h/DSC06230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200274242744567746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV3x1nR8I/AAAAAAAACQc/NiGWZQOnosY/s320/DSC06230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;miss her so! she said i was skinny too. right after wills did. (-_-)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;liang was late due to work commitments. so we cam-whored. by the bridge. cosy bay has since closed for renovation works. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV4B1nR9I/AAAAAAAACQk/5z5pkJUwCPE/s1600-h/DSC06239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200274247039535058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV4B1nR9I/AAAAAAAACQk/5z5pkJUwCPE/s320/DSC06239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV4R1nR-I/AAAAAAAACQs/UdfKz0sZVOs/s1600-h/DSC06242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200274251334502370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV4R1nR-I/AAAAAAAACQs/UdfKz0sZVOs/s320/DSC06242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV4h1nR_I/AAAAAAAACQ0/PCa7nTpxkpY/s1600-h/DSC06245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200274255629469682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV4h1nR_I/AAAAAAAACQ0/PCa7nTpxkpY/s320/DSC06245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fooodieeeee! charge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCh1nSDI/AAAAAAAACRU/hi44QljteAM/s1600-h/DSC06250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200275526939789362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCh1nSDI/AAAAAAAACRU/hi44QljteAM/s320/DSC06250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCR1nSCI/AAAAAAAACRM/p7SDgK1MRD8/s1600-h/DSC06249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200275522644822050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCR1nSCI/AAAAAAAACRM/p7SDgK1MRD8/s320/DSC06249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCh1nSEI/AAAAAAAACRc/EIOoecs7iHI/s1600-h/DSC06251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200275526939789378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCh1nSEI/AAAAAAAACRc/EIOoecs7iHI/s320/DSC06251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;there was more food. but we were eating faster than camera clicks. and so.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5x1nSII/AAAAAAAACR8/NA5ggIEO39Q/s1600-h/DSC06256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200276476127561858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5x1nSII/AAAAAAAACR8/NA5ggIEO39Q/s320/DSC06256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the deed is done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUnx1nR3I/AAAAAAAACP0/RjnEvEnuDOE/s1600-h/14052008111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200272868355032946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUnx1nR3I/AAAAAAAACP0/RjnEvEnuDOE/s320/14052008111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;desert. mango pudding with real mangoes. yums.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUoR1nR4I/AAAAAAAACP8/V02ACz05-cE/s1600-h/14052008112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200272876944967554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUoR1nR4I/AAAAAAAACP8/V02ACz05-cE/s320/14052008112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with carnation milk. super nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after meal cam-whoring...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5B1nSGI/AAAAAAAACRs/R7k0wTDNZDU/s1600-h/DSC06253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200276463242659938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5B1nSGI/AAAAAAAACRs/R7k0wTDNZDU/s320/DSC06253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;poly ain't no fun without em'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsYzR1nSLI/AAAAAAAACSU/jN78n1oFRTo/s1600-h/DSC06261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200277463970039986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsYzR1nSLI/AAAAAAAACSU/jN78n1oFRTo/s320/DSC06261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUox1nR6I/AAAAAAAACQM/z_aMM0Nycok/s1600-h/14052008507.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsYzh1nSMI/AAAAAAAACSc/ufsCUJBOH_U/s1600-h/DSC06262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200277468265007298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsYzh1nSMI/AAAAAAAACSc/ufsCUJBOH_U/s320/DSC06262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5h1nSHI/AAAAAAAACR0/ig86PgvLcnM/s1600-h/DSC06254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200276471832594546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5h1nSHI/AAAAAAAACR0/ig86PgvLcnM/s320/DSC06254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5x1nSJI/AAAAAAAACSE/P3osPkUy3F8/s1600-h/DSC06257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200276476127561874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX5x1nSJI/AAAAAAAACSE/P3osPkUy3F8/s320/DSC06257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCx1nSFI/AAAAAAAACRk/7ffqkNT06fI/s1600-h/DSC06252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200275531234756690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXCx1nSFI/AAAAAAAACRk/7ffqkNT06fI/s320/DSC06252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsY0B1nSNI/AAAAAAAACSk/gW9Br3vcPjs/s1600-h/DSC06263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200277476854941906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsY0B1nSNI/AAAAAAAACSk/gW9Br3vcPjs/s320/DSC06263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUox1nR6I/AAAAAAAACQM/z_aMM0Nycok/s1600-h/14052008507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200272885534902178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUox1nR6I/AAAAAAAACQM/z_aMM0Nycok/s320/14052008507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXBh1nSBI/AAAAAAAACRE/xiUEbw0YB4M/s1600-h/DSC06248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200275509759920146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsXBh1nSBI/AAAAAAAACRE/xiUEbw0YB4M/s320/DSC06248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX6B1nSKI/AAAAAAAACSM/0XaRegu1ik4/s1600-h/DSC06260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200276480422529186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsX6B1nSKI/AAAAAAAACSM/0XaRegu1ik4/s320/DSC06260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUpB1nR7I/AAAAAAAACQU/28pQYrvgUQ4/s1600-h/14052008516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200272889829869490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsUpB1nR7I/AAAAAAAACQU/28pQYrvgUQ4/s320/14052008516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsV4x1nSAI/AAAAAAAACQ8/gdMZGbcDRAE/s1600-h/DSC06246.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;photo-whoring by the bridge continues...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZlR1nSQI/AAAAAAAACS8/IKV6aXp9nOw/s1600-h/DSC06275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200278322963499266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZlR1nSQI/AAAAAAAACS8/IKV6aXp9nOw/s320/DSC06275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;super-straight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmB1nSRI/AAAAAAAACTE/2Ox00nck1UQ/s1600-h/DSC06276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200278335848401170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmB1nSRI/AAAAAAAACTE/2Ox00nck1UQ/s320/DSC06276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmR1nSSI/AAAAAAAACTM/MTSU6Qxrg2U/s1600-h/DSC06277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200278340143368482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmR1nSSI/AAAAAAAACTM/MTSU6Qxrg2U/s320/DSC06277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmh1nSTI/AAAAAAAACTU/mpL7IA0Dx8Q/s1600-h/DSC06278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200278344438335794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmh1nSTI/AAAAAAAACTU/mpL7IA0Dx8Q/s320/DSC06278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmx1nSUI/AAAAAAAACTc/0nuLPDA27vo/s1600-h/DSC06282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200278348733303106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsZmx1nSUI/AAAAAAAACTc/0nuLPDA27vo/s320/DSC06282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;girlies~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsY0B1nSOI/AAAAAAAACSs/qmG2_F37aLY/s1600-h/DSC06274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200277476854941922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCsY0B1nSOI/AAAAAAAACSs/qmG2_F37aLY/s320/DSC06274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;took this same pic twice, 5 years ago. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now we have to take it again. same position same people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i love meetups! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-1924561984095212475?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1924561984095212475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/1924561984095212475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/mushroom-pot.html' title='The Mushroom Pot'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SCsUoh1nR5I/AAAAAAAACQE/mVnT7clw4HA/s72-c/14052008494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8884736691992354392</id><published>2008-05-14T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:07:55.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner appointment with the peeps tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woken up this morning by something good :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so hooked with facebook. had my account long ago, but its been left there to settle with the dust. yeah. i know its kinda late. but better late than never rite? i thot since i completed my exams, i should get my account going. added my friends, cousins and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i adopted smellie. the little darn cute polar bear. pet or feed him if you go to my profile k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with wills on msn this morning. he said i looked so skinny. i'm not skinny la. just lost a little weight and ate a little lesser than i used to. talked so much about our "used to have" schoolife. and our working life ahead. he's still in texas. and i dunno when he's ever gonna come back. but good to see that he's doing well and fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the brat's grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, RED ALERT, grace's missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali and i can't find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8884736691992354392?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8884736691992354392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8884736691992354392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-4781150046452525080</id><published>2008-05-13T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T14:43:06.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doddles</title><content type='html'>alrighty, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;BLAST YOUR SPEAKERS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;DO-DO-DO-DO-DO-DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my bloggie main song. love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting with my dude halfway and then he disappeared. guess he got eaten by the internet connection again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. he's gonna get some booze with his army pals tonite. i guess i'm gonna start watching healing hands III. keeping forgetting about this serial after 10. and to think i wanted to watch it since the exams! plus repeat telecast of the vagrant at 12 midnite and home decor at 1am. goodie to have tv on my lappie. then i can surf the net, 95 on love songs, and watch tv at the same time. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been jobbing since i woke up. i'm sure i'll get thru this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have problems clearing my gmail. my cousin's flooding my inbox... so super incredibly. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am meeting my poly peeps tomorrow! so damn excited! but, i have pimple outbreak la! not 1,2 or 3 ok! its full blown! i think the time of the month is nearing. and i sinfully bot near to $10 worth of junk yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. all junk. heaty and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares? chuckles :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'd still photo-whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-4781150046452525080?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4781150046452525080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/4781150046452525080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/doddles.html' title='Doddles'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3852621761762129876</id><published>2008-05-12T23:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:47:08.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><content type='html'>did some blog clearing. am trying to do some revamping. but am thinking about it. so we'll see how it goes from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my fill of may's issue of cleo. i know i know, its so overdue. i had a hard time finding it okay. didn't buy it cos of the exams and only managed to get a copy of it at the airport when we had mother's day dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't exactly finished reading it. but am happie to be owning a copy of it. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been editing my resume, sending more applications out and basically setting my life straight. still keeping my fingers crossed. hope some things turns out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am meeting the poly peeps sooner than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SChjuh1nR2I/AAAAAAAACPs/UbhSVIblYOQ/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199515420807612258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SChjuh1nR2I/AAAAAAAACPs/UbhSVIblYOQ/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this was last year's meetup. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my super dependable polymates. never have been able to survive without them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;am looking forward to our dinner. always at the same place, same table, same food, same people :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ali and grace ar, when is our meeting? you busy babes. flying all over the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grace: longan fruit! you better reply ali's msgs before she fumes! haahaa! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: hey there dude! today officially marks our happie 7.5 years. *lurves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3852621761762129876?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3852621761762129876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3852621761762129876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SChjuh1nR2I/AAAAAAAACPs/UbhSVIblYOQ/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3606235162155047579</id><published>2008-05-12T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:20:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetest Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;snuggled up in your arms at night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waking up with you beside me in the morning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3606235162155047579?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3606235162155047579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3606235162155047579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweetest-thing.html' title='The Sweetest Thing'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-8953428454937630966</id><published>2008-05-10T16:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:42:59.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Load Of Mothers</title><content type='html'>exam's over. been spending so much time with dearie. i've been all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent yesterday with my mummy and luo for brunch at crystal jade. all in the name of clearing the exams for the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay-ness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear treated mummy to a mother's day movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVcFGxfprI/AAAAAAAACPc/IP2boYR5_vw/s1600-h/2379166377_575195e1f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198662587656414898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVcFGxfprI/AAAAAAAACPc/IP2boYR5_vw/s320/2379166377_575195e1f9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;of cos, me and luo too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you know wat the ending will be like. those &lt;em&gt;awwww&lt;/em&gt; kind. but he's a dude, and she's super chio and so, the movies ok. 3/5 that kind. watchable. super love the way she carry herself. yums. she looks super good in everything.&lt;/p&gt;went grocery shopping with mummy after movie. all 3 kids. hee. with daddy picking us up after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearie stayed over and super sweetly looked for jobs with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to simpang bedok (&lt;em&gt;this time we got it right. we went to the wrong one with his friends the other time)&lt;/em&gt; for breakfast this morning before heading to eastwood to get strudels for the many mothers we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had this goodie mee pok that we waited for quite a while. its the coffee shop beside the shop and save. had quite a lot of saturday crowd when we reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different from the usual mee pok we eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has &lt;em&gt;prawns&lt;/em&gt;. and they're super fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbX2xfpnI/AAAAAAAACO8/_7g2RWwOkoA/s1600-h/10052008073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198661810267334258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbX2xfpnI/AAAAAAAACO8/_7g2RWwOkoA/s320/10052008073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbYmxfppI/AAAAAAAACPM/Ylwo3KcGDEs/s1600-h/10052008075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198661823152236178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbYmxfppI/AAAAAAAACPM/Ylwo3KcGDEs/s320/10052008075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the soup that came with the dry mee pok. nice. i finished it. usually i don't but this is nice. saw a guy who went back for a refill. hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbYWxfpoI/AAAAAAAACPE/N-v1xhSLeNY/s1600-h/10052008074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198661818857268866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbYWxfpoI/AAAAAAAACPE/N-v1xhSLeNY/s320/10052008074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ya, in simpang bedok. finally got it right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;headed down to eastwood to get boxes of apple strudels for my mummy, nanny, dear's mom and grandmother. all the great mummies in the world. &lt;/p&gt;bot dark pink carnations for my mummy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbY2xfpqI/AAAAAAAACPU/ZjyvuhyvhMo/s1600-h/10052008078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198661827447203490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29exocJflr8/SCVbY2xfpqI/AAAAAAAACPU/ZjyvuhyvhMo/s320/10052008078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the position looks weird. coz i took the pic from the top. &lt;/p&gt;saw mad jacks, badoque (i think its spelt like this), new hawa and the roti prata shop beside it. they are only open for night business. will wanna try these foodie places next time. which dear and me are definitely game for it. we're such foodie people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother's day celebration tonite with daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearie: thank you for your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"love me, love my family"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; attitude. your generosity and big-heartedness towards my family. *lurves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-8953428454937630966?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8953428454937630966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/8953428454937630966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/whole-load-of-mothers.html' title='A Whole Load Of Mothers'/><author><name>jul jul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390547685376610103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_29exocJflr8/SCVcFGxfprI/AAAAAAAACPc/IP2boYR5_vw/s72-c/2379166377_575195e1f9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834412.post-3731268686394731971</id><published>2008-05-08T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:25:39.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralalalalala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;its over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years of researching, report writing, tutorials, notes, late night lectures, long train rides and so much more that i could bear. glad it wasn't 3 years. thankfully for my dip in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, couch potato-ing and job finding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear: i'm so glad i have you to battle alongside with me till the end for our degrees. now its just waiting for the results, and if everything's ok, 2 square hats! and another phase of life. &lt;strong&gt;with you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834412-3731268686394731971?l=juljul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3731268686394731971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834412/posts/default/3731268686394731971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juljul.blogspot.com/2008/05/tralalalalala.html' title='Tralalalalala~'/><author><name>jul 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