<?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-8002243526682637291</id><updated>2011-08-18T08:43:50.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Fly Away~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>448</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4176025517961682085</id><published>2010-11-19T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T09:02:45.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent 3 hours on Thursday (on my leave day), doing make up for my cousin for her PROM night. All I did was make up and don a wig, plus a hat, for her and the after effect was, YOU GOT A PROM QUEEN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, I've never been a prom queen before. I looked crappy and in my worse state during my JC PROM. In fact, I would tell you I look even much better now. I looked way older with my wayang make up (done by the stylist at the basement of my block in Bt Batok), like an AUNTIE. Seriously, that was the worse I could have look like and till now, I don't even bear to look at the pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little jealous that I created a PROM QUEEN with such simple make up and a wig BUT I'm HAPPY that I created a success! It is a little silly to be joyous over a small issue like this but I really felt proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, even at my age, there is something else that I could be proud of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4176025517961682085?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4176025517961682085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-spent-3-hours-on-thursday-on-my-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4176025517961682085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4176025517961682085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-spent-3-hours-on-thursday-on-my-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3518426380854296259</id><published>2010-11-18T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T07:14:28.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been neglecting my FB account and blog badly recently. I successfully quited FB  games and now I totally don't really use it since I don't play much games except Mousehunt. So I know I have been MIA but I AM HERE. It's just that I have not been even using my computer at all (MY MOM IS HOGGING IT FOR FB GAMES). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, blame it on the invention of IPHONE. I access my twitter and msn from iphone now and barely use the computer. For those of you who still frequent my blog and I believed I have also informed you on FB previously, I lost my old msn account due to some ban put on it (SOMEBODY IS USING IT TO DO SOMETHING REALLY SUSPICIOUS, GEE I'M HACKED!). If you receive emails from my old msn account, please IGNORE IT!!! As for my new msn account, SMS me if you wanna add me (I have previously sent an email on FB too, long time ago before I neglected it). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm STILL ALIVE and KICKING haha, and working in a community setting. I never foresee that I will job hop so much since I stayed in my first job for 3 years. I realised I'm trying to find a niche and a place to settle in. I'm really happy in my current setting (I'm bluffing if I tell you I have unhappy moments too as no place is ever perfect) but I'm happy enough to be considering to retire there (so called). I don't know my future plans, I may be a patisseire for all you know, or a beautician, a make up artist, a housewife, anything, but for now, I'm still an occupational therapist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I do not make an effort to meet up. Whenever I have free time, I tend to hide at home and sulk. Plus I'm trying to get use to the new job. I'm been a snail ever since that incident. I DO WANNA MEET YOU PEOPLE SO I'M GOING TO TRY TO MAKE DATES WITH U ALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates coming up on my trip to Cameron Highlands, I shall try to be diligent and update my blog so you know what is happening to me and whether I am alive =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3518426380854296259?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3518426380854296259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-been-neglecting-my-fb-account.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3518426380854296259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3518426380854296259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-been-neglecting-my-fb-account.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-601470074460820487</id><published>2010-09-03T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T07:01:43.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERAphOaxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RgEXKyaxgjw/s1600/IMG_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERAphOaxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RgEXKyaxgjw/s320/IMG_0774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512706121721080594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at Burger King at Changi Airport at 6 plus am while waiting to board the flight at 8.05am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERBHz-PnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KGylxuGasII/s1600/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERBHz-PnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KGylxuGasII/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512706129852776050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the plane (Silk Air)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERBrX_maI/AAAAAAAAAaY/2f8eJ3-x27E/s1600/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERBrX_maI/AAAAAAAAAaY/2f8eJ3-x27E/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512706139399100834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon and me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERCNsbzBI/AAAAAAAAAag/PRBsQz3ApEY/s1600/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERCNsbzBI/AAAAAAAAAag/PRBsQz3ApEY/s320/IMG_0783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512706148611640338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Hotel...Bayview Georgetown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES267bL-I/AAAAAAAAAao/8BQ2PX_aOi8/s1600/Cheong+Fat+Tze+Mansion+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES267bL-I/AAAAAAAAAao/8BQ2PX_aOi8/s320/Cheong+Fat+Tze+Mansion+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512708153618935778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bypassed Cheong Fatt Tze Mansion, a Peranakan building but didn't get a chance to go in as we missed the tour timings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES3kcbpdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/LH_nq90Ga2g/s1600/The+Chocolate+Boutique.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES3kcbpdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/LH_nq90Ga2g/s320/The+Chocolate+Boutique.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512708164763231698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chocolate Boutique...I bought a box of Expresso beans chocolates there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES3FS2WDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/rtviduc7HtI/s1600/Lunch+Hokkien+Mee+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES3FS2WDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/rtviduc7HtI/s320/Lunch+Hokkien+Mee+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512708156401539122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bowl of delicious Hokkien Mee that is nearby our hotel. It's the best that I tried amongst the 3 days I'm there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES33U-KLI/AAAAAAAAAbA/G31AV6cB2nM/s1600/Inside+Trishaw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES33U-KLI/AAAAAAAAAbA/G31AV6cB2nM/s320/Inside+Trishaw.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512708169832212658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken inside the trishaw...the uncle who droved me was a 76 year old man, I was quite dubious about his ability initially but he turned out to be real fast and strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES4nW3m0I/AAAAAAAAAbI/srsRkSQXyDE/s1600/IMG_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIES4nW3m0I/AAAAAAAAAbI/srsRkSQXyDE/s320/IMG_0790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512708182725073730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUmCqRb9I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/OhymNG5bwC8/s1600/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUmCqRb9I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/OhymNG5bwC8/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512710062659956690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUmpG9iPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xm8WAFQia1g/s1600/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUmpG9iPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xm8WAFQia1g/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512710072980834546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUmygb0CI/AAAAAAAAAbg/b3ZsuJ51qao/s1600/Fort+Cornwallis+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUmygb0CI/AAAAAAAAAbg/b3ZsuJ51qao/s320/Fort+Cornwallis+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512710075503595554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUnbyZpBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/z_IYxdfsTmA/s1600/City+Hall+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUnbyZpBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/z_IYxdfsTmA/s320/City+Hall+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512710086584804370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUngAzzdI/AAAAAAAAAbw/EoMIM3qrSRY/s1600/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEUngAzzdI/AAAAAAAAAbw/EoMIM3qrSRY/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512710087718981074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sights taken from the trishaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV5iWHGDI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CbxMII3Qu9o/s1600/Fort+Cornwallis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV5iWHGDI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CbxMII3Qu9o/s320/Fort+Cornwallis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512711497094469682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV6M_6Z7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/OXTuKTpahEs/s1600/Fort+Cornwallis+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV6M_6Z7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/OXTuKTpahEs/s320/Fort+Cornwallis+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512711508544087986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fort Cornwallis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV6q5rd1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/wCdpzf_bI0w/s1600/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV6q5rd1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/wCdpzf_bI0w/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512711516571006802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV69tMw1I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Wwr9cqiEMYk/s1600/IMG_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV69tMw1I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Wwr9cqiEMYk/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512711521618936658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoo Kongsi, they are all really rich people, I wanna marry their son! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV7ulBefI/AAAAAAAAAcY/EjyNGsyZ2Nk/s1600/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEV7ulBefI/AAAAAAAAAcY/EjyNGsyZ2Nk/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512711534737979890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out...all doctors, masters, lawyers or doctorates....gee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEYAIqLxBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3YQDHVJC0kg/s1600/2.Hallway.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEYAIqLxBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3YQDHVJC0kg/s320/2.Hallway.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512713809481679890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinang Peranakan Museum...the one where Pierre Png's family in Little Nyonya resided in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX_q-YMtI/AAAAAAAAAc4/LxE5BbmOLQ0/s1600/3.Chinese+People+Dining+Western+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX_q-YMtI/AAAAAAAAAc4/LxE5BbmOLQ0/s320/3.Chinese+People+Dining+Western+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512713801513317074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner had 3 dining rooms...this room was for Chinese who wanted to dine in Western Style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX_Pq2WnI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MwT3MEJctgk/s1600/3.English+People+Dining+Chinese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX_Pq2WnI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MwT3MEJctgk/s320/3.English+People+Dining+Chinese.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512713794183649906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This room is for English who are dining in Chinese style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX-yPTaVI/AAAAAAAAAco/nfYqm5rjfIM/s1600/3.Dining+Chandelier.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX-yPTaVI/AAAAAAAAAco/nfYqm5rjfIM/s320/3.Dining+Chandelier.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512713786283485522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the chandelier in the main dining room, where the family dine in Nyonya style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX-VuxfCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/KsftZ8AaFN8/s1600/3.Mirror+Of+Eternity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEX-VuxfCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/KsftZ8AaFN8/s320/3.Mirror+Of+Eternity.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512713778630851618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mirror Of Eternity...clever design made by facing 2 mirrors towards each other on either side of the wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZS2VZ4HI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IVQjVf2rNQU/s1600/3.One+Cutlery+Set+a+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZS2VZ4HI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IVQjVf2rNQU/s320/3.One+Cutlery+Set+a+Day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512715230491828338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a huge shelve of cutlery, one set to be use a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZSuViuTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_wMEZRaQEFI/s1600/4.Bedroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZSuViuTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_wMEZRaQEFI/s320/4.Bedroom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512715228344924466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bedrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZSHH6B5I/AAAAAAAAAdY/birEtY5YiQc/s1600/4.British+Sink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZSHH6B5I/AAAAAAAAAdY/birEtY5YiQc/s320/4.British+Sink.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512715217818748818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sink made by British design and hardware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZRrEh0YI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1IvYUH--Y-4/s1600/4.Camera.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZRrEh0YI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1IvYUH--Y-4/s320/4.Camera.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512715210288386434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olden days Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZRGncMGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/lwyOCQiWRC8/s1600/Accessories+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIEZRGncMGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/lwyOCQiWRC8/s320/Accessories+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512715200502706274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories that the Peranakans wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU2Jd6phMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YLb3yHq-i6I/s1600/Painted%2BGlass%2BWindows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU2Jd6phMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YLb3yHq-i6I/s320/Painted%2BGlass%2BWindows.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540894452826604738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Penang Trip 310810 to 020910&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted Glass Windows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU2KNI06UI/AAAAAAAAAeA/o1aRp8byQic/s1600/English%2BGlass%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU2KNI06UI/AAAAAAAAAeA/o1aRp8byQic/s320/English%2BGlass%2B6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540894465502538050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expensive English Vases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU2J5wvHrI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0QvYOqZYxQg/s1600/Kitchen%2BIce%2BKachang%2BMaker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU2J5wvHrI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0QvYOqZYxQg/s320/Kitchen%2BIce%2BKachang%2BMaker.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540894460301221554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Kachang Maker &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to the Batik Factory &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3h2_h8dI/AAAAAAAAAeo/eN3uCXqIK9w/s1600/IMG_0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3h2_h8dI/AAAAAAAAAeo/eN3uCXqIK9w/s320/IMG_0957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540895971386454482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man printing the designs using printing blocks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3haIRwTI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mLGILXMuH4g/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3haIRwTI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mLGILXMuH4g/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540895963638513970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3hL9QntI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Tyuw1QGdAaQ/s1600/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3hL9QntI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Tyuw1QGdAaQ/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540895959834205906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3gRIu5AI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8_IhQ3cLMJE/s1600/IMG_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3gRIu5AI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8_IhQ3cLMJE/s320/IMG_0967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540895944044635138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing the design manually &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3gGfmx6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/uXki1iBZfZE/s1600/IMG_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU3gGfmx6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/uXki1iBZfZE/s320/IMG_0980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540895941187782562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloring the patterns drawn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit to the Thai and Burmese Temple &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5KmfHxdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/uVlnIOnfhl8/s1600/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5KmfHxdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/uVlnIOnfhl8/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540897770841818578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sleeping Buddha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5KFC8uUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/rirTbhxl2FU/s1600/IMG_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5KFC8uUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/rirTbhxl2FU/s320/IMG_0943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540897761865283906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodhi leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5JyUvJxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gHOu1v5JXzQ/s1600/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5JyUvJxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gHOu1v5JXzQ/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540897756839618322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burmese Buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5JvgxpHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5sQKgWD3jCc/s1600/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5JvgxpHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5sQKgWD3jCc/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540897756084806770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed by the Burmese monk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing Jetty, no idea what name was the jetty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5JRXry-I/AAAAAAAAAew/zkx2-OqE81Q/s1600/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU5JRXry-I/AAAAAAAAAew/zkx2-OqE81Q/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540897747993611234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Fishing Jetty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to some fruit stall high up the Penang Hill &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6bo5lKUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/xJCBgHqTvmo/s1600/IMG_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6bo5lKUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/xJCBgHqTvmo/s320/IMG_1011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540899163059071298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa fruit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6bVC0ZKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/lq_hOwqN-Ew/s1600/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6bVC0ZKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/lq_hOwqN-Ew/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540899157729109154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6bDYaMLI/AAAAAAAAAfo/89CCop4Bf7o/s1600/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6bDYaMLI/AAAAAAAAAfo/89CCop4Bf7o/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540899152987828402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Kek Lok Si Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6a1eRwnI/AAAAAAAAAfg/m-PJX5B67is/s1600/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6a1eRwnI/AAAAAAAAAfg/m-PJX5B67is/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540899149254345330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6ap-czPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7njtzJHdcWw/s1600/IMG_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU6ap-czPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7njtzJHdcWw/s320/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540899146168061170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7haIUQXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/PMPz1s101W8/s1600/IMG_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7haIUQXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/PMPz1s101W8/s320/IMG_1074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540900361685188978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7hEyexJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IcIONsQunX8/s1600/IMG_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7hEyexJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IcIONsQunX8/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540900355956458642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7g_yTNHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hOUWNqI1pKU/s1600/IMG_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7g_yTNHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hOUWNqI1pKU/s320/IMG_1154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540900354613523570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited the Snake Temple &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7gsLataI/AAAAAAAAAgI/iWnvkA35u6Y/s1600/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU7gsLataI/AAAAAAAAAgI/iWnvkA35u6Y/s320/IMG_1054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540900349350163874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9u9oUCsI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aPOS5-y5W7s/s1600/IMG_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9u9oUCsI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aPOS5-y5W7s/s320/IMG_1058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540902793576188610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of Penang from the top of the mountain, actually midway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9uvzDZZI/AAAAAAAAAhA/xMlBxuo8lpA/s1600/IMG_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9uvzDZZI/AAAAAAAAAhA/xMlBxuo8lpA/s320/IMG_1039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540902789863138706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9t1VN-9I/AAAAAAAAAg4/Nl1n4hElIgM/s1600/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9t1VN-9I/AAAAAAAAAg4/Nl1n4hElIgM/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540902774168746962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we tried alot of Penang food, but mostly centered on Penang Laksa, Hokkien Mee and Char Kway Teoh, trying to find which is the best and the tastiest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9tls0imI/AAAAAAAAAgw/HOrqYVx8Px8/s1600/Lunch%2BHokkien%2BMee%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9tls0imI/AAAAAAAAAgw/HOrqYVx8Px8/s320/Lunch%2BHokkien%2BMee%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540902769972775522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very delicious bowl of Hokkien Mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9tMn77ZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ajYIN8spFqg/s1600/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU9tMn77ZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ajYIN8spFqg/s320/IMG_1141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540902763241401746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENANG LAKSA! YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-3e25UBI/AAAAAAAAAho/agKwjqFHMrw/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-3e25UBI/AAAAAAAAAho/agKwjqFHMrw/s320/IMG_1144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540904039446302738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char Kway Teoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-3Ni6DsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/B-Ki0ou0Pww/s1600/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-3Ni6DsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/B-Ki0ou0Pww/s320/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540904034799062722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wanton mee is so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-28HlVzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/UeRdXl331T8/s1600/IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-28HlVzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/UeRdXl331T8/s320/IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540904030121056050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really plain and simple but I really love the taste! You don't get that nice simple taste in Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-2RaANHI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/0jwrpBZyn1c/s1600/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TOU-2RaANHI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/0jwrpBZyn1c/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540904018655589490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popular Chendol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang was truly a lovely place, and it's only 1 hour via flight, fuss free and easy, and no long coach ride. It truly seemed like a place where you can go and hide away and relax for a few days or months and feel rejuvenated afterwards. I felt out of sorts when I came back to Singapore, to the horror of even starting work after the trip. I can't imagine if I was at Japan or Hong Kong or Taiwan then. I probably don't even want to come back to Singapore. The truth is, the company made the difference too. I had great friends who went along the trip with me and made it really fun and interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was a 2 months delayed post and by then, I have been to another place, Cameron Highlands. Shall make an effort to post that up too. Can't imagine professional bloggers who photoshop their photos too! So time consuming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-601470074460820487?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/601470074460820487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/penang-trip-310810-to-020910-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/601470074460820487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/601470074460820487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/penang-trip-310810-to-020910-day-1.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/TIERAphOaxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RgEXKyaxgjw/s72-c/IMG_0774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4715491051889112558</id><published>2010-08-27T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:26:45.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marks the last day I'm with my current organisation. It has a been a wonderful year, and it was painful to make a decision but I really need to move on. Feeling restless and longing to go back to the community setting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was up until the last day that I realised that I had a good OT after all. I had a great year, great colleagues and great patients (not all of them). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the wonderful simple lunch by people who were my dearest working partners. I appreciate it alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on agenda, to sign the new letter and move on to new place =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4715491051889112558?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4715491051889112558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-marks-last-day-im-with-my-current.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4715491051889112558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4715491051889112558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-marks-last-day-im-with-my-current.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1703893759314076596</id><published>2010-08-21T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T11:28:01.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am unhappy because you didn't tell me that you were unhappy with me, but instead you chose to expressed your unhappiness and anger towards me with rudeness. Answering my questions unhappily when I missed half of the talk and I just wanted to clarify things, and deliberately shifting your chair in front with your back facing me so that you could avoid talking to me, and by walking a different route from me when we were going home, DOES NOT MAKES ME HAPPY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have rather that you expressed your unhappiness towards me directly, by telling me that you were offended or whatever, in which I also have no idea how I offended you. All I asked was a favour from you to help me, as I was really busy and trying to finish off my work as well. I don't think it would have hurt to just pop by the computer to check if the TA is really there doing work and called her to come over to fetch patients back, when you were done with work right? Perhaps I have offended you in another manner, which I wouldn't know what it was as you did not express it to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I didn't think it was really professional of you to demonstrate such behaviours towards me. I'm sure you will meet people along in work which you may be unhappy with their actions or behaviours, but does that means you will alienate them? Please grow up, I would have really preferred that you insulted me or told me off in my face rather than using such behaviours to hurt me. If your intention was to use such behaviours to show me that you were not happy about me, there, you have done it very well, so much so to the extent that you hurt me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think you are a nice person but I really do not think such behaviours should be tolerated. I see no reason why should I be the one who go and try to talk to you to resolve such issues. Everyone has to take initiative and responsibilities if they dealt with situations that makes them upset. For all you know, I can treat you back the same way as how you treated me. However, as I trust that you are a good worker and a nice person, I respect that you have the right to be upset with me or showed me anger BUT I do not condone the aspect of such behaviours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only advice to you is: PlEASE GROW UP, this is real life, adults don't demonstrate childish behaviours when they are faced with difficult people. If you have a problem with me, tell me in my face. I would have preferred that you slap me in my face with words than slap me in my self esteem with your behaviours. I am very sure, if I were to do the same thing back to you, you would have felt very hurt and ridiculed by my actions. The worst thing was, I'm really upset because I really think you are a great person and I didn't expect that you would have dealt with unhappy situations like that. It hurts even more when you think someone is great as compared to when you think someone is horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt like crying that day when it happened and till now, I still felt very depressed about it. I really wondered am I such a terrible person such that you have to treat me that way? Maybe I am, maybe I am not. Maybe it was my fault for pissing you off. I accept whatever responsibilities I have if I pissed you off. Whatever it is, I hope I will start feeling better on especially it is my last week here in current work place. It took me a painstaking amount of time to decide whether I should renew or move on to do something that I may like more, and now that I have decided, things weren't really easy for the last few weeks. I am not really looking forward now to my last week as really, I felt I wasn't being appreciated as a colleague after all, owing to your behaviours. Whatever it is, I decided to pen it down and try to let it go. It is my last week and I do not want to feel like shit throughout. I had a really depressing weekend, but thanks to friends who tried to get me out and cheered me up, I was feeling a little better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been easy the past few weeks and months, struggling to deal with a addicted parent figure, a emotional consultant, a MSW who does not knows her work and with all the workload that I had. It has been a great blow to my self esteem as I constantly queried whether I am a good OT and whether I should just give it up. I hope I made the right decision. It hasn't made it any easier now that I felt like no one had really appreciated me. Perhaps it was all my negative thinking, perhaps it is not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I decided to let it go. Wish me good luck ahead for the last week and for the new endeavor I am partaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1703893759314076596?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1703893759314076596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-unhappy-because-you-didnt-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1703893759314076596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1703893759314076596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-unhappy-because-you-didnt-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6829958894431701479</id><published>2010-08-16T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T07:48:08.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are just born and lived in very different worlds. Some people just have very different expectations about life and matters. Some people strive and aim for different goals. Some people are just not meant to be friends or lovers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not worth trying to keep two different persons in a relationship, be it friends or lovers, if you are so different. You will just end up suffocating and feeling miserable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been miserable for a few times, whether it was due to love or friends. Sometimes, some things and people are just worth giving up as being together will not bring about happiness. I have given up a few people before, and I refer to friends and lovers. So I regretted but as I grow older, I learned that perhaps letting these people go had been the wisest choices made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people you don't see them often but they will be there if you need it. Some people, no matter how much you talk to them, they just expect you to be something they wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my friends, who are still there, no matter how frequent we meet, how far we are. Thank you for not expecting me to be someone you wanted. Thank you for being there by accepting who I am. Thank you for never asking for the impossible. You know I may not see you all often but I will stand through for you took me for what I am. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-6829958894431701479?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6829958894431701479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-people-are-just-born-and-lived-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6829958894431701479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6829958894431701479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-people-are-just-born-and-lived-in.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5253706384836974401</id><published>2010-08-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T11:22:12.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great Things that happened recently: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A nice dim sum lunch at Yum Cha. Finally, after so long! &lt;br /&gt;2) Been trying to swim religiously every weekend&lt;br /&gt;3) Going on a tour in Sept...although couldn't manage to get to go to Hong Kong/Taiwan/Korea as it coincides with the holiday period, and it was so expensive! Nevertheless, we will be going to Malaysia! &lt;br /&gt;4) Inception....best movie that got me incepted =) and got me hooked on to Joseph Gordon-Levitt. &lt;br /&gt;5) A Team...I haven't watch a good action movie with soldiers in it for some time &lt;br /&gt;6) A new charger for my Iphone. Yes, finally one that holds it properly and it cost only $45! &lt;br /&gt;7) KTV-ing with Mom and her friends. Although the age group was slightly older, I still got a chance to sing. &lt;br /&gt;8) Baking Life, the newest game that sparked my interest in FB. &lt;br /&gt;9) New Clark shoes, so no more painful heels and no pain at the ball of the sole. Shoes are really important, especially shoes with good support when you work in a physical setting. &lt;br /&gt;10) Met up and meeting up with JC friends, haven't seen them for so long, it's great to catch up!&lt;br /&gt;11) My hair is growing longer, somehow it just makes me happy to see it growing longer. Not that I dislike short hair, I just like the feeling of seeing my hair grow longer BUT I also like the feeling of cutting away super long hair. &lt;br /&gt;12) Left 4 Dead 2, I got to play it last weekend and I'm so happy, haven't touched it for long. This weekend, I missed it again but I hope I get a chance to play it again sometime next week!&lt;br /&gt;13) Ate real good ramen from Ippudo and Santouka, especially Santouka, has one of my favourite and best shouyo ramen now! The other favourite would be miso ramen at Tampopo!&lt;br /&gt;14) Found a really nice dessert place at Nectarine, Clarke Quay. &lt;br /&gt;15) Started wearing contact lens again after so many years. Hopefully the new brand is more moisturising for my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to each day and count the blessings and positive things that happened and that I have. It's a great way to keep one optimistic, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5253706384836974401?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5253706384836974401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/great-things-that-happened-recently-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5253706384836974401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5253706384836974401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/great-things-that-happened-recently-1.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5537732939161106244</id><published>2010-08-10T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T10:08:12.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>Feeling restless and sleepless. Breaking out in cold sweat from illness. Feeling burnout that I still have tons to do. Simply.....tired. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5537732939161106244?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5537732939161106244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5537732939161106244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5537732939161106244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5395958175030647759</id><published>2010-08-10T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T02:59:22.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had the strangest long weekend, and it made me realized that, I have grown up and am able to handle difficult situations. Throw me in any dire situations and I would have been able to handle it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a day trip to Batam but it turned out to be days trip. In the start, we had been delayed for our massage appointment due to the long queue at the Immigration counter. Then, our designated driver did not turned up at the expected timing to drive us to the ferry centre, followed by a massive jam at Nagoya Hill. In the end, we missed our ferry ride and had to stay over in Batam for a night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to drive around the whole night, for 3 hours, trying to look for a hotel, when each and every hotel we went to was full, except one dodgy hotel which had half naked Indian men walking around the hotel and demanded twice the amount of the room charges as deposit and someone's passport! What kinda deal is that? Thankfully, we managed to find a hotel finally, and it was 4 star hotel some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say we had been real lucky. The cab driver who drove us to the ferry and around the place to look for a hotel was really patient and nice. We were thankful that he appeared when we called for a cab and compared to the dodgy black cab, which looked like those type of cars used for kidnapping people, his car looked really brightly lit and decent. We were lucky to met an Uncle at the dodgy hotel, who offered his help to us, helping us to translate and helping us to call his friends to check for available hotels. Although, he seemed dodgy too, to be carrying lotsa of Indonesian cash and wanted to exchange money with us to help us with the deposit. Still, he kind to lend us his help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I am strangely puzzled by my reaction. Everyone else, except Sharon and me, were really pissed and irritated but the 2 of us tried to crap our way through to lighten the mood up. Yeah, I was afraid that I may have to sleep on the streets and that I am in a foreign land, but I managed to stay calm all the way and tried to be optimistic. I didn't have my toiletries or my towel, but I just make do with whatever I had in the hotel to shower and get fresh. I didn't have much cash with me but we got by with a credit card. I didn't have connection to Singapore, I couldn't call out but I managed to send a message to my family to assure them I am safe. Yes, it may sound like it's a piece of cake to face those troubles I mentioned but seriously, not all girls could do it, don't you agree? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I felt that the whole experience was a good learning experience and I had fun from it. Yes, it was really tiring and worrisome, but I learned and I enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my long weekend, because I learned and experienced something new and I also gotten time with my friends and family. I had a great weekend, what about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5395958175030647759?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5395958175030647759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-had-strangest-long-weekend-and-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5395958175030647759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5395958175030647759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-had-strangest-long-weekend-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2247361592799938955</id><published>2010-07-10T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:58:13.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10/07/2010 has finally passed, and yes, I'm one year older, marching nearer to the big 3!!! Nevertheless, I had a great day, out celebrating with my friends and family members. I'm quite happy to say that although I'm getting older, I'm still getting cakes and presents from people and there are people there to celebrate my birthday yearly. I'm really very glad for friends out there, who take time to spend the day with me, whether before, after or on that day itself. It makes me remember the significance of why I am existing in this world somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day with Sharon, Audrey and Shixian celebrating it at the Cookie Museum followed by lunch at Mr Curry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu at the Cookie Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix77C1pfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/zLU8V1YroUc/s1600/Cookie+Museum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix77C1pfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/zLU8V1YroUc/s320/Cookie+Museum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492335388598314482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers from Sharon, Audrey and Shixian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix8ZPe52I/AAAAAAAAAXo/x2AopWtSB6c/s1600/Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix8ZPe52I/AAAAAAAAAXo/x2AopWtSB6c/s320/Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492335396704413538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Polynesian Tea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix8iHOXvI/AAAAAAAAAXw/H183TZ-4K6I/s1600/Polynesian+tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix8iHOXvI/AAAAAAAAAXw/H183TZ-4K6I/s320/Polynesian+tea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492335399085694706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix9K7EY8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/_vXdIYVOsEw/s1600/Polynesian+tea+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix9K7EY8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/_vXdIYVOsEw/s320/Polynesian+tea+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492335410040562626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey's Chocolate Drink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix9zunHBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/1Jt0Yueal_M/s1600/Chocolate+drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix9zunHBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/1Jt0Yueal_M/s320/Chocolate+drink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492335420994165778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks like after you add milk to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiyn9MBMUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/gPlVSJ90DJk/s1600/Choc+drink+with+milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiyn9MBMUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/gPlVSJ90DJk/s320/Choc+drink+with+milk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492336145087934786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katsu Pan Nabe at Mr Curry.....very delicious curry except the bread was a little tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiyohq95tI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4ynYuCCNNFo/s1600/Katsu+Pan+nabe+Mr+Curry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiyohq95tI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4ynYuCCNNFo/s320/Katsu+Pan+nabe+Mr+Curry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492336154881418962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempted drawing of the person who served us. In case you were wondering why would I draw his face, that was because he was really rude to us and my friends decided to write out the feedback form. So I decided to draw his face as initially we didn't get his name. Shixian said he had curly hair so that's why I drew curly hair, only to realised he has spiky hair LOL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiyo670XeI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DBkzhjWzK5Y/s1600/Picture+of+the+staff+who+served+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiyo670XeI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DBkzhjWzK5Y/s320/Picture+of+the+staff+who+served+us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492336161662983650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake from Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiypKXaPUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nDn9SnB1bBM/s1600/Birthday+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiypKXaPUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nDn9SnB1bBM/s320/Birthday+Cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492336165805243714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Baos from Aunts and Uncles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiypsA71QI/AAAAAAAAAYo/q4DXLaRHFew/s1600/Ang+baos+from+Aunts+and+Uncles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDiypsA71QI/AAAAAAAAAYo/q4DXLaRHFew/s320/Ang+baos+from+Aunts+and+Uncles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492336174837781762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizk9usN2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/PumXrY7RwK8/s1600/The+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizk9usN2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/PumXrY7RwK8/s320/The+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337193205380962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizlLp3huI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xrXQHT4hMwE/s1600/Mommy+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizlLp3huI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xrXQHT4hMwE/s320/Mommy+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337196943247074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizlfw6h9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/1g07bMGXfVI/s1600/Mommy+and+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizlfw6h9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/1g07bMGXfVI/s320/Mommy+and+me+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337202341513170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizltfJc3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/N7MdWtbINLc/s1600/With+the+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizltfJc3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/N7MdWtbINLc/s320/With+the+girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337206025089906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting the Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizmKDsgUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-XtQz8b5jfo/s1600/Cutting+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDizmKDsgUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-XtQz8b5jfo/s320/Cutting+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337213694574914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0PwLPraI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vI4D0YxYlSk/s1600/Cutting+cake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0PwLPraI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vI4D0YxYlSk/s320/Cutting+cake+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337928301424034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0QMUww-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/grS4Lic_Emo/s1600/with+the+guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0QMUww-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/grS4Lic_Emo/s320/with+the+guys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337935857533922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0QcSAB8I/AAAAAAAAAZo/2jbJMhzvyNs/s1600/with+the+guys+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0QcSAB8I/AAAAAAAAAZo/2jbJMhzvyNs/s320/with+the+guys+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337940140918722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present from Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0Quwqa2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/RvN3HhdoJEM/s1600/present+from+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0Quwqa2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/RvN3HhdoJEM/s320/present+from+mommy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337945101364066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present from 4th Aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0ROSB_XI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/NP0mdbojjAk/s1600/Present+from+4th+aunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDi0ROSB_XI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/NP0mdbojjAk/s320/Present+from+4th+aunt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492337953562819954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you to all those lovely people whom have celebrated and wished me! I'm very glad and happy to have your wishes and your time =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2247361592799938955?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2247361592799938955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/10072010-has-finally-passed-and-yes-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2247361592799938955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2247361592799938955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/10072010-has-finally-passed-and-yes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDix77C1pfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/zLU8V1YroUc/s72-c/Cookie+Museum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6056932008680822548</id><published>2010-07-08T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T09:17:20.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has been a rather fruitful week, although a little tiring but it's thoroughly enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to start if off, thanks to my lovely ex colleagues who celebrated my birthday on Tuesday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3gIIE8mI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VOxKUeZzcw8/s1600/4+of+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3gIIE8mI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VOxKUeZzcw8/s320/4+of+us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491567451957424738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3hbBdEHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vjiQKIfKhE8/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3hbBdEHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vjiQKIfKhE8/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491567474209788018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3gycx81I/AAAAAAAAAWw/5gTNJQbtEV0/s1600/Making+a+wish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3gycx81I/AAAAAAAAAWw/5gTNJQbtEV0/s320/Making+a+wish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491567463318549330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowing the candles =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3grEimrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PMqNrOGuLlI/s1600/Blowing+candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3grEimrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PMqNrOGuLlI/s320/Blowing+candles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491567461337832114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliz and Geri cutting the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3hoONsYI/AAAAAAAAAXA/0WLhF_ulZCg/s1600/Eliz+and+Geri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3hoONsYI/AAAAAAAAAXA/0WLhF_ulZCg/s320/Eliz+and+Geri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491567477752967554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half Eaten Green Tea Mocha Cake, didn't occur to me to take the full cake when it happened. Guess I was too surprised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX4GsmKbBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/c3cOoVUvnZg/s1600/Green+Tea+Mocha+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX4GsmKbBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/c3cOoVUvnZg/s320/Green+Tea+Mocha+Cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491568114582318098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, caught Toy Story 3 in 2D! No more 3D slots so settled for 2D. I heard so many good reviews of it, I have to catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX4cSXH1uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/xfXxtim47jQ/s1600/toy3_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX4cSXH1uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/xfXxtim47jQ/s320/toy3_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491568485497034466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Mr Potato and Buzz was really funny, especially Buzz with the Spanish part....totally different from the usual Buzz I know! Plus, Bonnie and Dolly is soooooo cute! I know Dolly is really flat but she just looked really cute. Bonnie reminds me of Boo from Monster Inc, both have incredible imagination. I love how Andy 's reaction was at the last part, it touches me alot to see that he cares and have an affection for his toys. It makes me remember my own toys and my childhood. A few of them are still left in my room but some are gone. I had my very own Woody too, a little fluffy dog which I hug to sleep every night. Though it got very torn and tattered, I beg my aunts, Mom and Grandma to stitch it up for me for multiple times. It got so old and tattered that my Mom had to throw it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my collection of toys are kept away, like as if they are in an attic, but they are in a box. I'm afraid that they will get dirtied and I don't want them to be so I kept them in a box. Don't wanna throw them out either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really impressed by the sequel, there are very few sequels that are so good and Toy Story just gets better and better. Thumbs up to Disney for the fantastic work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-6056932008680822548?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6056932008680822548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-has-been-rather-fruitful-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6056932008680822548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6056932008680822548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-has-been-rather-fruitful-week.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/TDX3gIIE8mI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VOxKUeZzcw8/s72-c/4+of+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6642928861138816573</id><published>2010-07-06T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T09:26:15.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is unusual that I feel the need to pen down recent events immediately after it happened but I felt that I really need to do it, for I am thankful to a group of people who made me felt that my existence in life is worthwhile for there are people who still remembers and cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my dear ex colleagues from IMH who had met up with me today for a great dinner and catching up session! Plus thank you for the lovely cake, love the flavor. Thank you to know that someone still reads my blog so I must blog about happier stuff!! Thank you for making time and effort despite being busy. I'm appreciative of the sweet gesture of surprise which only my dear IMH colleagues does it! Miss all those good times we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I will be doing locum soon, I ought to really pay this bunch of colleagues a visit during lunch to catch up with them. After all, doing locum is about having more time to do things you wanna do. I do wish to catch up with them more often and sometimes, it's my fault for not organizing a meet up, being too caught up with work. However, I really learned that these bunch of colleagues are the greatest bunch I have so far, perhaps because we shared times together and thus, I shall make more efforts! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you, my ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-6642928861138816573?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6642928861138816573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-is-unusual-that-i-feel-need-to-pen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6642928861138816573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6642928861138816573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-is-unusual-that-i-feel-need-to-pen.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4554254023693891066</id><published>2010-07-03T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T07:31:02.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After pondering and wanting to do it for sometime, I decided that I will chop my locks. It was after alot of encouragement and constant asking of opinions from my friends and family members that I decided to do it. Was quite glad that I did afterwards and alot of my friends and family members commented I look good in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9Iva8EIII/AAAAAAAAAV4/2RHw4U9EFPQ/s1600/Short+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9Iva8EIII/AAAAAAAAAV4/2RHw4U9EFPQ/s320/Short+hair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489686450310226050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after cutting hair, having dinner at Chinatown Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9I4jLts6I/AAAAAAAAAWA/-LbfnDKgRJ4/s1600/Short+hair+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9I4jLts6I/AAAAAAAAAWA/-LbfnDKgRJ4/s320/Short+hair+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489686607142171554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of me =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9JDa7lLZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/403dpQ3aSws/s1600/With+Clip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9JDa7lLZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/403dpQ3aSws/s320/With+Clip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489686793905581458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to act cute with hair clip &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9JREsqI8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/g6jogNa9IJk/s1600/With+hairband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9JREsqI8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/g6jogNa9IJk/s320/With+hairband.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489687028455580610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to act cute with hairband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9JdUoWiOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/afqSLDArwUU/s1600/With+Latricia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9JdUoWiOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/afqSLDArwUU/s320/With+Latricia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489687238890916066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, after haircut, out with with a cute hairpin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to do it after all, felt I looked more refreshed and younger hee hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4554254023693891066?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4554254023693891066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-pondering-and-wanting-to-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4554254023693891066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4554254023693891066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-pondering-and-wanting-to-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/TC9Iva8EIII/AAAAAAAAAV4/2RHw4U9EFPQ/s72-c/Short+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5359848616827659622</id><published>2010-06-25T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T23:17:38.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wondering am I doing the right thing at the right time, at the right moment, at the right period in life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I don't feel happy, satisfied, motivated and passionate about my work? It can't be burn out right? You don't burn out so fast in less than a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is it because I am in the wrong setting? Is it because I don't suit acute or rehab settings? Will I do better if I am in the community? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....I feel isolated.....friendless in work. Why is it so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even flared up at my beloved family members when we are on a outing yesterday. I couldn't concentrate during the outing. I just felt so angry and depressed about work. I don't really want to lose out times spent with them or throwing fits at them. This isn't right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.....what should I do at this point of life, seriously?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5359848616827659622?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5359848616827659622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/wondering-am-i-doing-right-thing-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5359848616827659622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5359848616827659622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/wondering-am-i-doing-right-thing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-697661157542504578</id><published>2010-06-22T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:27:46.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marina Baraage 15/5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marina Baraage with  the usual poly clique to celebrate Azi, Doreen and Lionel's birthdays. Gee, it was really hot and I think we all suffered from the aftermath of the heat. Everyone was complaining of headache, heat stroke or something. However, it was really fun to catch up with the girls and have fun with the 2 babies. It is something new though, we have never tried having a picnic so far ever since some are married and settled down with kids. This is indeed a refreshing experience but one I'm not sure we wanna try it again in the day. Perhaps, at the night will be better =p.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjxLMdfI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FDud4FuECMM/s1600/Azi,+Ryan,+Dodo+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjxLMdfI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FDud4FuECMM/s320/Azi,+Ryan,+Dodo+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615858074809842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjlY4lnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DDvDWv0HnKE/s1600/Azi,+Ryan+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjlY4lnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DDvDWv0HnKE/s320/Azi,+Ryan+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615854911002226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjRpND-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wKO8X9Md2_E/s1600/Azi+with+her+present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjRpND-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wKO8X9Md2_E/s320/Azi+with+her+present.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615849610743778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjDecdZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/P0gNy_hcRlA/s1600/Azi+the+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSjDecdZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/P0gNy_hcRlA/s320/Azi+the+model.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615845807519122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSiuYbdFI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ARuGRQdXqDA/s1600/Azi+and+Ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDSiuYbdFI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ARuGRQdXqDA/s320/Azi+and+Ryan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615840145142866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTGOyFu9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/V1ND3Dl4imI/s1600/Birthday+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTGOyFu9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/V1ND3Dl4imI/s320/Birthday+people.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616450138127314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTF91PJUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/41kznqpxWVU/s1600/Birthday+Group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTF91PJUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/41kznqpxWVU/s320/Birthday+Group+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616445587924290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTFn7F8FI/AAAAAAAAAQg/IKv83eMqw_8/s1600/Birthday+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTFn7F8FI/AAAAAAAAAQg/IKv83eMqw_8/s320/Birthday+Group.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616439706906706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTFUpz9bI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YNPadSDgHZ8/s1600/Birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTFUpz9bI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YNPadSDgHZ8/s320/Birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616434534151602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTFLdf6AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/A6dowzYkblM/s1600/Azi,+Ryan,+Dodo+and+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTFLdf6AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/A6dowzYkblM/s320/Azi,+Ryan,+Dodo+and+me+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616432066586626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTej06_-I/AAAAAAAAARY/eXCB0BUic6o/s1600/Doreen,+Azi+and+Ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTej06_-I/AAAAAAAAARY/eXCB0BUic6o/s320/Doreen,+Azi+and+Ryan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616868104011746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTeLxfX0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/LjCWrBBn-as/s1600/Dodo,+Azi,+Yoges+and+Ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTeLxfX0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/LjCWrBBn-as/s320/Dodo,+Azi,+Yoges+and+Ryan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616861647167298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTeNyYwDI/AAAAAAAAARI/FwVnj8-dPYI/s1600/Dodo+with+her+present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTeNyYwDI/AAAAAAAAARI/FwVnj8-dPYI/s320/Dodo+with+her+present.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616862187798578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTdhIMUFI/AAAAAAAAARA/GxnejT4htEA/s1600/Cute+Lionel+with+hair+tied+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTdhIMUFI/AAAAAAAAARA/GxnejT4htEA/s320/Cute+Lionel+with+hair+tied+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485616850199662674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDTdeFYo0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IHjJDMKYl-k/s1600/Chocolate+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Been Lavender Market many times and it is famous for their food. Quite a few of their stalls have some media advertisements and newspapers plastered on it. My favourite food from there is the Beef Noodles which unfortunately, it didn't occured to me to snap a shot. I did managed to get a shot of my favourite fondue though which has already been posted on the previous post. Here's a couple of shots that we were trying to monkey around with my new iphone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQCOOuqzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9jlLkEgPL4Y/s1600/Mom+and+ken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQCOOuqzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9jlLkEgPL4Y/s320/Mom+and+ken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613082735455026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQCYn6ziI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vIVcm7JR4Lo/s1600/Shawn+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQCYn6ziI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vIVcm7JR4Lo/s320/Shawn+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613085525462562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQC38L2_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/VHU4xCJ47OA/s1600/Xm+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQC38L2_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/VHU4xCJ47OA/s320/Xm+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613093931965426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQDB55PrI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q1uRYWZFlNo/s1600/Xm+and+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQDB55PrI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q1uRYWZFlNo/s320/Xm+and+me+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613096606711474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQDfrZyJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Gn5l7yp0i2U/s1600/Ken,+Shawn+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQDfrZyJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Gn5l7yp0i2U/s320/Ken,+Shawn+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613104598993042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQz28k0BI/AAAAAAAAAO4/DixlJyZsYPc/s1600/Mom+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQz28k0BI/AAAAAAAAAO4/DixlJyZsYPc/s320/Mom+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613935478755346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQzfrco6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/dH-vczYSz0c/s1600/Mom+and+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQzfrco6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/dH-vczYSz0c/s320/Mom+and+me+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613929232901026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQzIDEYiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/l8zVQ46aIeE/s1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQzIDEYiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/l8zVQ46aIeE/s320/Me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613922889523746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQywhW72I/AAAAAAAAAOg/FIBx4hgU6WI/s1600/Me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQywhW72I/AAAAAAAAAOg/FIBx4hgU6WI/s320/Me+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485613916574117730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2864321326800607917?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2864321326800607917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/lavender-market-venture-14510-couple-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2864321326800607917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2864321326800607917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/lavender-market-venture-14510-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDQCOOuqzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9jlLkEgPL4Y/s72-c/Mom+and+ken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3712296233529801540</id><published>2010-06-22T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:54:36.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been sometime that I have been blogging and I am really making an effort now to be more consistent with blogging! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about food galore first! Been to so many wonderful places with friends, family and colleagues to have nice food that simply charmed my taste buds off. A picture speaks a thousand words, and although I loaded them on Facebook, it is nothing as compared to being penned down in my blog with words too. So here, let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Team Retreat at Waraku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDJbTXD8VI/AAAAAAAAAL4/P2ZV1Uasxi8/s1600/Asparagus+bacon+from+Waraku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDJbTXD8VI/AAAAAAAAAL4/P2ZV1Uasxi8/s320/Asparagus+bacon+from+Waraku.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485605817027916114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asparagus Bacon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDJ32cQJBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wBRma6qO81w/s1600/Mushroom+Cream+Udon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDJ32cQJBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wBRma6qO81w/s320/Mushroom+Cream+Udon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485606307481265170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom Cream Udon! Never see this kinda udon before. It's kinda like Japan Western fusion.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDKIrncMJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Sgt42f5XXJY/s1600/Big+bowl+of+udon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDKIrncMJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Sgt42f5XXJY/s320/Big+bowl+of+udon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485606596633178258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how big bowl it is but actually the udon is like 1/4 of the bowl only.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDKWHyJ4II/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Xss6AoI5XFU/s1600/Hokkai+Don.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDKWHyJ4II/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Xss6AoI5XFU/s320/Hokkai+Don.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485606827532607618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague's Hokkai Don which looked super yummy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDKjI6gl3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-rxmQClds4I/s1600/Kaminabe+Wazen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDKjI6gl3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-rxmQClds4I/s320/Kaminabe+Wazen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485607051174385522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Kaminabe Wazen! I shared it with YM for the Mushroom Cream Udon. Favourite from Waraku.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDK0rC4dWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yWQlhyzDzXs/s1600/Peach+dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDK0rC4dWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yWQlhyzDzXs/s320/Peach+dessert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485607352394085730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice looking peach dessert but the taste is just so so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLHxC5xOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sBC-hdDjGxw/s1600/Tartufo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLHxC5xOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sBC-hdDjGxw/s320/Tartufo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485607680422298850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tartufo, made of chocolate, simply sinful but yet very delicious!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLIfk8P3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/9VBJ-cpyTh8/s1600/YM+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLIfk8P3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/9VBJ-cpyTh8/s320/YM+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485607692913098610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's YM and me before lunch starts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLI7S-E4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/zAxVrJjG1po/s1600/YM+and+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLI7S-E4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/zAxVrJjG1po/s320/YM+and+me+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485607700353913730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to act Japanese.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLJM712mI/AAAAAAAAANA/tODxQznUgYw/s1600/HK+Milk+Tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLJM712mI/AAAAAAAAANA/tODxQznUgYw/s320/HK+Milk+Tea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485607705088744034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, because YM and me were shopping at Orchard until so late, we couldn't get any food at 10 plus! Thank god for Xin Wang's HK Cafe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLJVmMQ1I/AAAAAAAAANI/-NvGdTBJgIU/s1600/HK+Cafe+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDLJVmMQ1I/AAAAAAAAANI/-NvGdTBJgIU/s320/HK+Cafe+dinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485607707413857106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dinner was simple yet I appreciate it alot!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDMAV8U83I/AAAAAAAAANQ/mLQBNrLwNDE/s1600/YM+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDMAV8U83I/AAAAAAAAANQ/mLQBNrLwNDE/s320/YM+dinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485608652399506290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's YM's dinner which I tried it the next time I went back to HK cafe and it is delicious!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Simply Fantastic Chocolate Fondue from Lavender Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDMgILJQpI/AAAAAAAAANY/gkgBsVF44Fs/s1600/Fondue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDMgILJQpI/AAAAAAAAANY/gkgBsVF44Fs/s320/Fondue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485609198459372178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fondue only costed us $14 but it has everything that you need for a delicious fondue. Cheap and good especially the waffles which are made by themselves. The ice creams are alright but try out the waffles! Seriously, you can't miss them!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDMzmE84pI/AAAAAAAAANg/5ze44iNvMW8/s1600/Dog+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDMzmE84pI/AAAAAAAAANg/5ze44iNvMW8/s320/Dog+cookies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485609532903973522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a box of cute doggie biscuits, yes it is meant for humans to eat (not animals!), that my family and I found in Lavender market. It was only $2.90 I think and the buttery taste gets us swooning. Moreover, it looked so cute, even Lionel was tempted by it when I brought it to him for his birthday!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunset Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDNbQYfUiI/AAAAAAAAANw/p58KUlO8whY/s1600/Level+3+chicken+wings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDNbQYfUiI/AAAAAAAAANw/p58KUlO8whY/s320/Level+3+chicken+wings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485610214275109410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset Grill has up to level 30 of spiciness for their chicken wings, although on the menu, you can only see up to level 10. Trust me, I only tried level 3 and it was enough to cost me to salivate like mad, phlegm coming all out, nose dripping with mucus and simply crying for milk. It is really a ulu place to go, we got lost for like an hour plus before we reached there. It is only accessible by car. The plus point is, you get to see private jets which is super cool.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for food galore for now. Next up, will be bringing up some fun events that I have been through with my family and friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3712296233529801540?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3712296233529801540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-sometime-that-i-have-been-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3712296233529801540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3712296233529801540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-sometime-that-i-have-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/TCDJbTXD8VI/AAAAAAAAAL4/P2ZV1Uasxi8/s72-c/Asparagus+bacon+from+Waraku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4181542762725082360</id><published>2010-06-20T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T06:52:30.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Realised I have stopped blogging....been relying on FB and Twitter so much that I have completely stopped blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4181542762725082360?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4181542762725082360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/realised-i-have-stopped-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4181542762725082360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4181542762725082360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/realised-i-have-stopped-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4899425848369322678</id><published>2010-05-05T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T08:40:35.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The stupidest thing that can ever happened and it will probably be the first in history for student attachment. To board a taxi with a patient and to drive off without realizing that the supervisor is not on board of the cab, and to only realized that your supervisor is missing when you reach the hospital. That, was what happened to me, the supervisor, who had such an amazing student. Wonderful isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4899425848369322678?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4899425848369322678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/stupidest-thing-that-can-ever-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4899425848369322678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4899425848369322678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/stupidest-thing-that-can-ever-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5911227638441034736</id><published>2010-04-12T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T06:13:34.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very tiny part of me wished that you will know me more. Dreams endlessly filled about you. You're so near, yet so far, within touch but out of reach. Alas, we shall never cross each other paths again when the day comes, which will be real soon. Dreams shall have to cease, wishes will die off. For you will be gone, and I will go on, living life in lone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it.......something that I thought of randomly. Maybe I should be a poet instead of OT but seriously, I think I sucked haha....it's better to day dream instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5911227638441034736?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5911227638441034736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-tiny-part-of-me-wished-that-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5911227638441034736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5911227638441034736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-tiny-part-of-me-wished-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2048537763876302616</id><published>2010-03-12T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:36:47.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught Alice in Wonderland recently. Have been aiming for the show since I saw the trailer and with the essence of Johnny Depp present in the show, it was a must watch and must not miss show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that it was by Disney, so nothing much too scary, as you will expect. However, coming from Tim Burton, it is expected to be slightly darker than normal fairy tales. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice didn't really look like Alice, a little too ghostly pale but getting better as the show goes on, with more colors in her face. No idea why but she looks really horrible when the show started. It's like a fashion show for Alice, changing multiple clothes, all rather sexy than fairy tale-y. However, love looking at the clothes and her hair! Very pretty curls and very pretty clothes too. The actor herself, well she did an average job, nothing too impressive but decent enough as a main character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Queen speaks with such funny words, it kept me entertained in the show. "I love my fat boys!", classic sentence of the show. The way she kept her voice monotonous and ever shouting with "Off with their heads" or "idiot!" was more hilarious than scary. While the Red Queen was entertaining everyone with her words, the White Queen was impressing us with her body language. She has to walk like as if she's dancing, making a twirl everytime before she walks, glides with her hands up in the air and making vomitting gestures when she had to deal with something disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the one that really caught my eye and kept my attention on him was the Mad Hatter. The Mad Hatter himself has been a character that I'm fascinated about (besides the Cheshire Cat) and was even more so, after I watched Pandora Hearts. Somehow, the Mad Hatter became less of an irritating mad person but more of an emotionally real person. In the movie, the Mad Hatter was so much more attached to Alice and he was loyal to the White Queen. Johnny Depp's excellent acting skills brought out the insanity of the Mad Hatter. Not forgetting that he was really well make up which kinda put him in a really mad position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March was the month to catch Alice in Wonderland and some other nice movies, like Cop Out and Nodame Cantabile. March was also a feasting month. With 2 of our colleagues leaving us, there were multiple feasts. We already been to T.G.I Fridays and Tao's Restaurant for farewells and we been to Fullerton Dim Sum Buffet at Jade Restaurant for department gathering. The good thing is, all the places we been to have not failed to disapppoint us. However, I do feel that I feel really sick after eating at T.G.I.F, the food was nice but it was till the extent you wouldn't feel like returning to it so soon. Tao's was as usual, up to standard and charmed everyone with it's 7 course, with people feeling that they have to return soon. Fullerton Dim Sum Buffet was fantastic! I'm a Dim Sum Lover and I really had a happy time feasting, so much till I have to go back in 3 months time for another round! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March was also a difficult time, with problems appearing up here and there. Kinda worried about the future too. My favourite hammie, Olympic passed away too and I was grieved with so much things happening around. Thank you for the dear friends who were there to listen out and was there to find out how I was. It will be very difficult to walk the journey without all these people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time I should really start out again, go meet new people rather than dwelling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2048537763876302616?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2048537763876302616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/caught-alice-in-wonderland-recently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2048537763876302616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2048537763876302616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/caught-alice-in-wonderland-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8556698200021797368</id><published>2010-02-26T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:42:39.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A nice long week that I had, with a good leave in between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good times, hanging out with family members, new found friends (Cheers to new found friendship!). Some emo times, saying goodbye to the principal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lao Yu Sheng like for 4 times this year, going to Lao again tomorrow =p, that makes it 5 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to meet up a long time friend whom I haven't seen some time and I'm glad she's meeting me finally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I will get to see my IMH bunch of friends more often as they are really fun peeps and I miss them so much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I should go arrange to see my JC friends soon too, haven't seen them for soooo long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good weekend ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8556698200021797368?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8556698200021797368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/nice-long-week-that-i-had-with-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8556698200021797368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8556698200021797368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/nice-long-week-that-i-had-with-good.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-7388281727078182965</id><published>2010-02-21T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:25:41.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's belated but HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR and a PROSPEROUS TIGER YEAR ahead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great CNY this time round, celebrating with my family, feasting alot, lao yusheng many times, even went to my patient's house for visiting, and hanging out with my group of friends. I even made new friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite different this year, as I no longer have the other half, I don't go over to my partner's place for reunion dinner anymore. Plus, my step-grandma has passed away so my parents did not go there for reunion dinner as well. So we had it at Grandpa's house, where everyone was present, including my eldest Uncle. 1st day of CNY was celebrated at Grandpa's house as usual, second day at 2nd Uncle's house and third day, I went out with my friends. Supposed to go to eldest Uncle's house but I missed it and I missed all the good food! Nevertheless, I still had a great time. This was the 1st CNY where everyone were really happy and I took alot of photos. Although it was a bit weird, missing someone but it didn't get to me much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time catching up with Chiu Ling, Geri and Eliz on the 4th day of CNY too. Haven't met the group of them for a long time although I had seen Chiu Ling a few times. It was great, catching up with them, we never run out of topics for conversation and I really missed the times that I spent with them. Yes, years later, I will still say the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really appreciative of my patient who invited the physio, TA and me to his house for CNY celebration. His family was really warm and welcoming and made alot of food for us. It was a pity the time was too short as I had to rush off. I also managed to catch up with some of my OT Classmates on the same day (Friday). Really glad to see some of them as I haven't seen them so long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so a new year signifies a new beginning. May this year be a good year ahead for all of us. I hope it will certainly be a good year ahead for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I'm officially confirmed for probation! Yeah one task over! Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-7388281727078182965?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7388281727078182965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-belated-but-happy-chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7388281727078182965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7388281727078182965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-belated-but-happy-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2409707517701411568</id><published>2010-01-23T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:35:49.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I know I have not been posting for like almost a month plus! I rather kinda forgotten that I own a blog but in life, there are many things that happened to us everyday that we can always talk about in our blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that happened to me over the months that passed, things of happiness, sadness, joy and tears. Sometimes I'm not sure whether it's really appropriate to post certain things up. However, I shall make a constant reminder to blog more and keep it more active. Sometimes when I look back, I will be wondering, do I want to look back at a blog filled with happiness only but would that be just self lying to myself, as I only remembered the things I done right and not done wrong? Then again, I will be wondering if I read through the sad things again, would I felt that I had lived life wrongly? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back on track, what have happened lately? The biggest change probably is marching into 2010 and making new year resolutions. Seriously I don't really have new year resolutions so far. Perhaps I will make some as I go along although I do hope that I can save up more this year and travel to a few places with friends or family. Love life, hmmmm, we leave that to nature and fate. If it's bound to happened it will happened but then again, people says you have to make effort to make it happened. Meaning, you will have to go out and look for it. I'm a rather poor sociable person, so I'm not really sure how much that works but we shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year started off with a fall and a neck injury, tsk tsk, really a good start huh! Terrible neck muscle sprain which made me giddy, headache and nausea for so many days. Glad it's so much better now already! New Year also started off with a terrible home visit which really makes me wonder am I jinxed with home visits in my current work place. It seemed like there are always bad things that happened whenever I bring someone for home visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the good thing is good friends are back and all hanging out together with me. Yes, I lost some friends over last year, I don't know whether it's right or wrong for me but some wise wisdom from my close friends have straighten me into some direction. Some people are only on the train with you for a short journey. Despite being on the train journey with you for that period, we may not have known each other that well or fitted each other personalities. It's all about miscommunication and misunderstanding. I do regret losing those friends but perhaps, it's the me personality where I may run away from things rather than fix it. Being the weaker person that I am, I will get suck into it rather than having my own reasons. Well, at least now I known clearer and I will treasure my close friends alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well New Year so new hairstyle. I decided to say bye to short hair for time being, it's time to have long hair before I get really old. So I permed my hair too, don't really care I look auntie or nice but I really wanted to have perm hair, as I like it. However, it also means I have to be more hardworking in managing my tresses rather than just rebonding it for manageable reasons. I really like perm hair and I shall try to keep perm hair no matter what others say. Haha, at most, find someone older so I don't look that auntie =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January is moving rather fast and soon it will be Chinese New Year soon. It's time for spring cleaning! I really hope the new year will be a much better and fruitful one for me considering how much has happened last year. Hope it will be much more brightened and joyous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2409707517701411568?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2409707517701411568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-i-know-i-have-not-been-posting-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2409707517701411568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2409707517701411568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-i-know-i-have-not-been-posting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4695363694808630409</id><published>2009-11-28T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:29:40.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a really eventful long weekend. It started out with something nice and ended with something not as nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really early on Friday to go to East Coast Park for cycling with my family. It has been ages since I got exposed to morning sun rays, healthy fresh air and cycling. It was simply great to have 2 hours of pure cycling and fooling around with my family members. $6 for 2 hours is worth alot in my case, since I enjoyed myself so much. We even thought XH to cycle! Haha after so many years of cycling on 4 wheels, she finally can cycle on 2 wheels! So the next time round we go, she can cycle on her own =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popped over to Haw Par Villa for a visit afterwards. It was my first time visiting Haw Par Villa and it was truly a rewarding experience. I have to admit  was quite shocked to see so many naked women figurines, and I thought Chinese were conservative. The 10 Courts of Hell was rather disturbing though, although it was nicely depicted but everyone came out of it feeling disturbed by the facts that the smallest sin can get you the worst and gruesome punishment. Made wishes upon the wishing well and I hope mine comes through haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Malaysia on Saturday with Sharon and her beau. Had our usual Fish Head Curry. It started out with a good mood but however, times were not going so well as it progressed on. Honestly, this is the first time I had such experience. Sharon's bf car was being robbed while we were eating in the restaurant. They broke his window, pulled out his back seat and took Sharon's bag from the car boot! Honestly, how would they know there is a bag in the car boot? And all they took from the car was the bag and nothing else. I kinda suspected that we have been marked from the moment Sharon took her bag out to keep it in the boot. Luckily our passports were with me still and I took my valuables, so we could still proceed on to make a police report. Seriously after visiting the 10 Courts of Hell and after this incident, I can tell you that people who commit crime will surely suffer in live or death. It is really sinful to commit such crimes, causiing such grief to others. May those people who committed the theft be caught. I shall not curse them or what but what goes around comes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4695363694808630409?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4695363694808630409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/had-really-eventful-long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4695363694808630409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4695363694808630409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/had-really-eventful-long-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-7861289864858090256</id><published>2009-11-14T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:49:55.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging seemed to have died down because there is nothing new to blog about or maybe I'm too lazy to blog about it. By the time I remembered about blogging, I kinda forgot the events I been to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson This is It&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I meant by too belated blogging because apparently this movie has been off screen already. I was very glad that I caught the show on the first day of opening. I've only witnessed a MJ's concert over TV before, and that was really impressive. In the screen shots of him in the movie, you could really see he was really talented, being very much in sync with his music, knowing what he wants, being able to direct others to achieve what he wants. The effects that he has for his concert, the dancing, the music, the dancers, the backup singers, everything was so impressive and amazing. In fact, I very much think that if he did not passed on, this would have been his most fantastic concert ever. It's a pity that we will not get to witness it and I think those people who have already bought the tickets to his concert will feel really upset, for they had just missed the best concert of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time that I went Halloween partying, first time was with Ivy they all. First time I dressed up though. Went to Zouk with a nurse costume with a white wig, like some anime character. Took lotsa photos with people and caught my cousin in Zouk dressed up as a witch too. It was rather fun, hanging in the crowd and dressing up and I wouldn't mind doing it again, only except that I'm probably getting a lil too old =p. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Visiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Xiaowen has given birth to a Lil Baby Boy last month and I went to visit her and her baby. She's looking really  good and happy and the baby boy is simply soooo cute and lovely. All well wishes to her and her baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DVD Watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, caught up in the craze of watching DVDs every weekend, be it olden shows by Stephen Chow to newest shows like Star Trek those kind. Been watching movies all weekends. Kinda gotten addicted to it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, nothing much except that I'm really waiting for Left 4 Dead 2 to be launched and I can start experimenting with the new equipment. Correction, the CD is actually out! Waiting for pay day so that I can get it! Hee hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-7861289864858090256?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7861289864858090256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/blogging-seemed-to-have-died-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7861289864858090256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7861289864858090256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/blogging-seemed-to-have-died-down.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1787841611262183091</id><published>2009-10-26T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:40:36.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fren called me a hypocrite n tat i'm jealous when we called her atas as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she calls me cheap in real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf? We called u atas as a joke n it's wrong, yet u can call me cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, are u even really my fren?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1787841611262183091?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1787841611262183091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-fren-called-me-hypocrite-n-tat-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1787841611262183091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1787841611262183091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-fren-called-me-hypocrite-n-tat-im.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8722977716817335608</id><published>2009-10-17T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:45:31.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever tried going into JB but having your car breakdown right in the middle of the causeway? Ever had millions of pairs of eyes staring at you strut down the causeway in polka dots top and shorts, like as if you were catwalking? Met a friendly bus driver who stopped over and gave us his 1.5 litres of plain water? Pushed a car in the middle of the causeway with big lorries and buses and trucks just barely touching you as they drove past? Sat in a car that was being towed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did. It just happened yesterday, Saturday. I just became a celebrity overnight. It's funny how we still persisted with our JB trip despite of the earlier car breakdown incident. We just went on to take someone else car and drove into JB AGAIN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny that it was a RED car that broke down and when we finally successfully entered JB again, it was a GREEN car. It's like RED for stopping and GREEN for go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was a truly interesting experience, although tiring, I didn't mind it at all. Not to say I hope that cars will breakdown again though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8722977716817335608?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8722977716817335608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/ever-tried-going-into-jb-but-having.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8722977716817335608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8722977716817335608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/ever-tried-going-into-jb-but-having.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-961719362721190082</id><published>2009-09-22T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:11:37.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe you have the cheek to come ask me back for your stuff after 4 months. I have asked u to come take back your stuff before when we first broke up, for I don't want to see your stuff lying around my house. You refused to acknowledge my sms and refused to reply me. So, of course, I don't bother to keep your stuff around. Yes, they are still around somewhere but I threw it somewhere so that I don't see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the cheek to come to my house and take your stuff? Cmon, you didn't dare to talk to me or even face me for a break up but yet after 4 months later, u want to come see me to take back your stuff? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do u think u are? To come to my house directly to take your stuff? You think I would have kept your stuff? U mad. I have no time to entertain you and will never be free for you. JERK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-961719362721190082?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/961719362721190082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-believe-you-have-cheek-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/961719362721190082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/961719362721190082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-believe-you-have-cheek-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-659156851653413446</id><published>2009-09-20T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:26:23.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucking bitch that made the nasty comment about me. Fuck you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because your son and I hang out fine together, does not mean we are having sex just because we are sleeping in the same room. FYI, he sleeps on the floor and I sleep on the bed and we are just purely sleeping. Something as pure and simple and innocent as that can become a big issue, with u thinking that we are having sex in the room and therefore, you must FUCKING call my mom to tell her that she must separate us from sleeping in the same room together. Fucking must make a big hoo ha over the whole thing, throw tantrums on your son and my mom because he wants to stay over. For fucking sake, he is my cousin who is younger than me by 9 years old. If I want to fuck someone, I can just go onto the streets and find a guy. I'm not so desperate to go fuck your son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck sake, we are both grown up adults, we know what the fuck we are doing. We are just cousins who are close and enjoy spending time with each other. I have other cousins who slept in my room before too. I can't fucking believe how imaginative your mind can go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what is the fucking biggest problem? The fucking biggest problem is you insulted my character right in front of my uncle, my mom, my cousin and me. WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING ABOUT ME? That I'm so old, desperate bitch looking out for sex and just take anyone for sex? FUCK YOU LA. No wonder people hate you so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about yoU? I'm still going to hang out with my cousin. If you don't like it, then fucking murder me. Don't drag everyone into the picture or insult people. Fucking childish 40 plus person. Go to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I apologise for the vulgarities for I'm really damn pissed over this person who insulted my integrity, my character and everything about me. Biggest insult I have ever received.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-659156851653413446?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/659156851653413446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/fucking-bitch-that-made-nasty-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/659156851653413446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/659156851653413446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/fucking-bitch-that-made-nasty-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4197988301507912430</id><published>2009-09-12T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:58:16.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I caught The Time Traveler's Wife and Gamer this week. It was a movie marathon starting with one show at 11.40pm to 1.30am and the other at 2.15am to 4am. Haven't done that for truly long time but it was fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather like both shows but I preferred Gamer more! Yeah I know, the former was more of a chick flick while the latter is more pleasing to guys but seriously, I think Gamer is cool! For a person who enjoyed FPS games alot, it was really an unique concept that the movie portrayed. Although it wasn't very ethical to use real humans in the game. Imagine being controlled by someone else for your movements and thinking, having no free will at all but yet you are in a situation of life and death where you had to depend on the person who is controlling you. The delay in response time where the person is controlling you and you executing the action could just be the time where you could have killed or blown to pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did teared a bit when I was watching the Time Traveler's Wife but I have a feeling that the book will probably be better. Eric Bana was really good though. It's kind scary don't you reckon? If you know you can see things yet you can't change it. What kind of feelings would you feel? Guilt, remorse, regret? And how do you feel if you know you will die at a certain age but you don't know when and how. How would you live through that year that you know you will die? It really makes me ponder and makes me treasure life even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a good time watching the 2 shows, enjoying the company of Sharon and Doreen, and munching popcorn, but I also had a good deal to ponder about after watching the movie. Your life is controlled by yourself and no one else and you can only treasure it more and live it with more will and enjoy life as thoroughly as you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4197988301507912430?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4197988301507912430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-caught-time-travelers-wife-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4197988301507912430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4197988301507912430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-caught-time-travelers-wife-and.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2533998859749835061</id><published>2009-09-12T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:49:57.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very belated post but nevertheless, I popped down to the Army Open House last Sunday with my whole family. It has been ages since I last went to one, probably like when I was only 8 years old. However, the army is not unfamiliar to me owing to the fact that my Uncle is in army and I always get invited to army events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was a truly nice experience because it was experienced with a huge group of nice family members and we had fun trying out the games and guns. Our first stop was over at the shooting gallery, where most of us had a go with the SAR 21. My grandpa was the first one to rush for the shooting gallery after all of us were armored up with appropriate helmets and shower caps and ear plugs. I was rather scared initially because of the loud noise and I wanted to give up trying it. However, experience of playing with FPS games like L4D made me tried out real shooting for I really love shooting haha. I was glad I did not missed it for I enjoy it alot! Plus I got all my targets right! 5/5 targets! Days of playing L4D did not make my shooting experience go to waste hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we went by to the different places where we tried out all the military transport and equipment and took tons of photos! We also tried on some of the obstacle course where I climbed this traverse rope and gosh, very unglamourous photos were taken of me. I didn't dare to try the flying fox though as I was afraid of heights but now, I felt I should have tried it out. Even my Grandpa wanted to try out some of the obstacles but of course, he couldn't do it. He's too old for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyT0OEg_PI/AAAAAAAAALE/7fMwj2PKCbM/s1600-h/P060909_12.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyT0OEg_PI/AAAAAAAAALE/7fMwj2PKCbM/s320/P060909_12.23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380838180140416242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn and me in the bullet proof vest. Mine was loaded with the metal plate while his wasn't so mine was really heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUEldiZSI/AAAAAAAAALM/CjneQANC_2s/s1600-h/P060909_12.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUEldiZSI/AAAAAAAAALM/CjneQANC_2s/s320/P060909_12.32.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380838461297288482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing with the war painted army guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUSYgKZ4I/AAAAAAAAALU/10nmX3NQzwo/s1600-h/P060909_12.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUSYgKZ4I/AAAAAAAAALU/10nmX3NQzwo/s320/P060909_12.52.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380838698336806786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the military transport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUf8aU03I/AAAAAAAAALc/EkQ8YXXobx4/s1600-h/P060909_12.55%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUf8aU03I/AAAAAAAAALc/EkQ8YXXobx4/s320/P060909_12.55%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380838931314299762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very heavy multi launcher that weighs 4.4kg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUuZZXepI/AAAAAAAAALk/aEtQ6HWI9a4/s1600-h/P060909_13.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyUuZZXepI/AAAAAAAAALk/aEtQ6HWI9a4/s320/P060909_13.08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380839179613076114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing with one of the guys from Air Force. Love the uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyU6V1rpFI/AAAAAAAAALs/LY-cK6QCCKM/s1600-h/P060909_13.13%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyU6V1rpFI/AAAAAAAAALs/LY-cK6QCCKM/s320/P060909_13.13%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380839384816526418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me driving a truck while Shawn is screwing it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite experience with the military transport was the TANK! Yeah, queued up really long just to get my hands onto one. Grandpa was most enthusiatic about it and you could see how fearful the army guy on the tank was when some 70 plus old man was trying to walk and climb around the tank. He was so afraid that Grandpa will fall! Haha, but I nv how terrible it is to drive a tank. Yeah I knew it would be small in the tank but I nv knew it was that small until you could just accomodate 1 person in that space only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also caught the Army performance where we saw some guys parachuted down, the military band performance and the K9 (dogs) performed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly as to say, I bought an army t shirt home because my family requested that we all should get one to wear it to Grandpa's house together. Don't know why my family has such weird ideas at times. It was really an enjoyable experience where I had so much fun and I would definitely want to do it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2533998859749835061?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2533998859749835061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-belated-post-but-nevertheless-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2533998859749835061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2533998859749835061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-belated-post-but-nevertheless-i.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/SqyT0OEg_PI/AAAAAAAAALE/7fMwj2PKCbM/s72-c/P060909_12.23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-7170873852216136079</id><published>2009-08-26T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:19:40.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new TV drama that caught my eyes these few weeks was 败犬女王. What does it means? It means women over 30s who are successful in their career and single. In the story, she falls for a guy who is younger than her by 8 years old and she had to work out issues that are revolving around the huge gap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, no idea why recently I have been encountering such movies, shows or articles. The Proposal, the article in Her World and now this show. It just makes me ponder over it. I think it's seriously getting popular now, this whole "older women dating younger men" thing. Of course, it pays to have the older woman still looking great in her 30s, looking much younger than her age, slim and pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the show, Cheryl Yang was always labelled by people as an "old woman", "younger girls are more desirable as they have better skin and charm", "dried up prune", "witch", "not desirable". It's sad to see her being labelled as that. You know, there may come a day where people may call me that too. I'm not that young anymore and I'm still single. Yes, the younger girls definitely beat you when it comes to men. Even at my age, men around my age or slightly older are looking at girls who are below 26. Older men likes younger women, so women like us, what do we do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I may foresee myself becoming a 败犬 too, single and only have a career. If it's you, will you extend your social circle of men to younger guys and also consider them? Well, I don't know. It's really hard. They are like babies hahaha and I'm still a kidult. It's hard to babysit them. Perhaps, one day, if I really am desperate or maybe that younger man can touched my heart, perhaps I will consider?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-7170873852216136079?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7170873852216136079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-tv-drama-that-caught-my-eyes-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7170873852216136079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7170873852216136079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-tv-drama-that-caught-my-eyes-these.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1761256736897447898</id><published>2009-08-24T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:56:07.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've caught the Proposal recently on Friday with Sharon, Shanice and Jeremiah. I was so totally looking forward to this movie when I saw the trailer. It did not fail to disappoint me for I was relish in the laughter of the comedy. I love Sandra Bullocks and Ryan Reynolds. Easy on the eyes, great acting and looks cute together. I love Gammy the most though, for she is one cute old lady. Ryan's mom spurred me to think on that if I was to age gracefully, I hope I look as great as her. Slim and pretty. The show was actually talking about an older woman dating a younger guy which made me remembered an article that I read recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article recently about older women dating younger men, like about 10 years and greater in age difference. It makes me really wonder, I find it really hard to date a guy who is like more than 2 years younger than me, let alone 10 years? Is it because I'm not old enough? I do find myself enjoying the company of younger guys at times, for they make you feel happier with their simple mind. However, to date and settle down with them seems impossible. It worries me for I am getting old and I am still single. Perhaps one day, I might become one of them too and I will be labelled as a cradle snatcher. Personally, I don't find that they are cradle snatcher. Love crosses boundaries, there is no such thing as age limit. However, to each of their own values, sometimes I find it a bit hard to accept younger guys, basically because they are not matured enough and not stable enough yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible weekend for I was sick the whole weekend. Didn't go out much except to Grandpa's house for dinner on Saturday night and to Shawn's house on Sunday to pay respects to our late Grandma. Even at Shawn's house, I was sleeping away cause I was feeling too sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On yeah, on a side note, I caught The Hangover too, also with Sharon and her bf. It was a great show. I didn't wanted to watch it initially cause I didn't knew any of the actors. I was glad I watched it though for it was so funny and the plot is so great that I enjoyed it alot. I admired that Stu finally had the courage to  break up with Melissa after dating so long together. I could feel for him for I had been in the same situation before. It is so not easy to break up after dating so long together. What makes it worse was the person who broke up with you is a heartless person who couldn't be bothered about you. I ever thought I will still remain as friends with him but seems like he didn't want so. Perhaps he is more ashamed of himself than I was. Thank goodness for that, for I am not ashamed of what I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1761256736897447898?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1761256736897447898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-caught-proposal-recently-on-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1761256736897447898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1761256736897447898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-caught-proposal-recently-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2810011363068481676</id><published>2009-08-16T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:42:57.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a great weekend so far! Been to some new places, met up some old classmates and had tons of fun with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Shawn and Min to Causeway Point for dinner then headed off to Marina Square to catch a movie with V. Caught "where got ghost" but I don't really like it. I do admit I laughed alot in the theatre but I find the plot and graphics really terrible. Headed off to visit V's office then to Esplanade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Met up with XW and Ting, and also Xiuhua! YL came by too as well. It is so nice to see them again and we had lunch at Xin Wang's cafe at Yew Tee as well as gave each other belated birthday presents. XW's stomach is really getting bigger. 2 more months and a new baby boy will be born. Went to Latricia's house awhile before heading off to Grandpa's house for dinner. Caught Cyril's magician show on dvd, which was brought over by Gerald. Finished off my night gaming on L4D with my cousin and cute people who are nice in Garena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to a new place with my family, Poison Ivy/Bollywood Veggies. My first time being there. Saw it on Makansutra before and I was keen to go. Finally got to go there. We toured around the plantation and went around taking funny photos and doing funny stunts. Then we headed off for late lunch, early dinner at the cafe. The servings were real small but quite filling to eat a few different variety of dishes. Plus we also get to choose brown rice which is much more healthier! The lady boss is really nice and friendly and she chit chatted with us. I love the taste of the food. I find it really tasty and you don't have a sense of guilt eating it as it's really healthy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a new job over at TTSH too. So gotta start work once I clear my medical check up. I still miss IMH. I wish I can go back but I guess perhaps it's not for now since no vacancies. I shall work harder in TTSH and hopefully find what I want eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2810011363068481676?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2810011363068481676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-great-weekend-so-far-been-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2810011363068481676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2810011363068481676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-great-weekend-so-far-been-to.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4659957270577239909</id><published>2009-08-13T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:15:21.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a long weekend last week and I had been out having fun with different groups of people. Last Friday, it was Mommy's birthday so we went out to Causeway point to have Ajisen Ramen with Shawn and Min. Then we went shopping around, collected our cake and went to Grandpa's house in the evening to have dinner with the rest of the family. I really love the cake that I bought. Coco Exotic from Four Leafs. It has like a waffle layer to it and mousse chocolate around. So nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I went out with my friend to ION to walk around. That was the second time I went to ION and got to see more things this time round. Had some fluffy looking cake bought from the basement which comes with char siew. They even have like mango curry! Got to try Chippy Beer batter fish too! It's so nice yeah! I really miss the fried Mars balls though but I guess I shall get my cousins to eat it with me one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Hsbc Tree Top walk on Sunday with Aunt Jenny and family, Shawn and Min. Gosh, it was even harder to climb than the Henderson's Wave trail. So many steep slopes and by the time I got to the tree top walk, I was like half dead. The tree top walk was really nice, very high up there, breezy and tranquil. It's also very tall and scary! It made me remembered the times that I went to Tree Top walk in Albany in Western Australia. Those were the days. After I got home, I was so tired, I slept for a few hours and the effects lasted over to the next day too. Guess really lacking stamina now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played badminton with my cousins on Monday evening followed by dinner. Haha, I know it probably doesn't sound as exciting as how others spent their long weekends but I'm happy for mine already! I had fun and I am contented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4659957270577239909?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4659957270577239909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-was-long-weekend-last-week-and-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4659957270577239909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4659957270577239909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-was-long-weekend-last-week-and-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-7863937242543983047</id><published>2009-07-28T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T04:16:33.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gone on a cycling trip last Saturday and it really made me missed the times where I cycle with my friends and family. However, it was still fun to be able to cycle once again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with Denise for lunch on Sunday before she left for Ozzie again. We had Anatolia, Turkish food, some place that we used to frequent when we were much younger back then. Funny, I know Denise they all for like going to be 10 years soon next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I'm on Twitter too. Sharon started twittering and I followed on, only to be like twittering rubbish there and my cousins are like joining in to mess up twitter hahaha. Loads of fun on the comments that we posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-7863937242543983047?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7863937242543983047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/gone-on-cycling-trip-last-saturday-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7863937242543983047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7863937242543983047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/gone-on-cycling-trip-last-saturday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1063530041294759168</id><published>2009-07-20T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:29:42.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel like I'm the most useless and the worse person you could ever have seen. Nothing achieved, nothing good. All lies and crap only. Shit myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1063530041294759168?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1063530041294759168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/feel-like-im-most-useless-and-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1063530041294759168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1063530041294759168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/feel-like-im-most-useless-and-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2106796875518038169</id><published>2009-07-13T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:14:43.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A belated entry but nevertheless, heartfelt thanks from me to all those who had wished me or celebrated my birthday together with me. Thank you! I really felt very happy by your thoughts and actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear bunch of IMH colleagues brought me to an Egytian restaurant on Haji Lane on Friday evening for dinner. A pity that alot of people were smoking shisha as my colleagues were kinda affected by the smoke. I was expecting some exotic food but turns out that Egyptian food is actually Middle East type of food, like shish kebab, humus etc. Some of the food were rather nice though. This is also my 3rd time sitting down on the floor to have a meal and haha, Jayson complained about the same thing about him getting too old for this again. After dinner, we went down to Starbucks at Millenia Walk where LS popped by for coffee too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was out celebrating with my cousins. Just a simple affair of lunch only and he made me jogged afterwards too, which was good cause I was slacking too much already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday came and I had a very special guest for my birthday. Indeed, very special. All along I have been talking to her and she was in Singapore without my knowledge! I"m truly happy to see her as I miss my dear friend's company and support. Moreover, Azi brought her baby too! So there were Lionel and Aaryan there, trying to befriend each other (but not successful) and I had the chance to carry and play with both of them. Yippee! Caught up with my special friend, Denise (hee hee), over coffee after lunch. It's nice to hang out like that yeah. Hope you faster finished your studies in Ozzie soon ah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last meal was yesterday, well, it wasn't to celebrate my birthday, but I have been like eating alot the past 4 days. We had zi cha with my family and my dad's brother and his family. The food is rather nice especially the fish and the fried fu pi juan. Haha, yeah it sounds weird to have me saying fish right but really the fish is so sweet, I kept eating it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm now officially 1 year old, and celebrated my birthday. Old liao la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2106796875518038169?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2106796875518038169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/belated-entry-but-nevertheless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2106796875518038169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2106796875518038169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/belated-entry-but-nevertheless.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-143109675252963871</id><published>2009-07-09T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:47:27.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-143109675252963871?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/143109675252963871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/143109675252963871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/143109675252963871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8395573175351230601</id><published>2009-07-05T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:46:47.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took me sometime to made this decision to shift my blog to somewhere new as I only wanted to share it with people who really care now. Some people, although they care, they speak without thinking and hurt you alot. Yes, I know it's for my own good but you could have think twice about the words and don't just accuse people of those actions. What you feel is not what is happening. Since you choose to just accuse me, then fine, whatever. Also, I don't want certain someone to be reading my blog anymore as it's all over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will be blogging from here now on. I love the little quote section on the bottom right where I could put up comments of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's really sunny outside but right now it's raining in my heart for I feel really upset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8395573175351230601?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8395573175351230601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/took-me-sometime-to-made-this-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8395573175351230601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8395573175351230601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/took-me-sometime-to-made-this-decision.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8995989404147660469</id><published>2009-06-28T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm at an utter loss of words. I don't know what can I used to explain the recent feeling that I have. There are simply too many things going on that is making it hard to cope and stay happy. There is the break up, my parents constant quarrelling which is getting worser and worser, my favourite pet rabbit which died, my decreased in self confidence that I can do a proper full time job and dedicate myself to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why...but I have been having sleepless nights, thinking about it. Feeling like shit now because of all the things happening. I don't really know whether I can cope with work anymore now. The initial confidence that I had for work was now diminished because of my parents bickering and my mom's perception of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my mom's super high expectations of me is really suffocating me. I'm really tired but right now, I need a good cry and settled my pet's cremation. Feeling really upset now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8995989404147660469?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8995989404147660469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-at-utter-loss-of-words_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8995989404147660469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8995989404147660469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-at-utter-loss-of-words_28.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1621712029124167146</id><published>2009-06-28T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm at an utter loss of words. I don't know what can I used to explain the recent feeling that I have. There are simply too many things going on that is making it hard to cope and stay happy. There is the break up, my parents constant quarrelling which is getting worser and worser, my favourite pet rabbit which died, my decreased in self confidence that I can do a proper full time job and dedicate myself to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why...but I have been having sleepless nights, thinking about it. Feeling like shit now because of all the things happening. I don't really know whether I can cope with work anymore now. The initial confidence that I had for work was now diminished because of my parents bickering and my mom's perception of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my mom's super high expectations of me is really suffocating me. I'm really tired but right now, I need a good cry and settled my pet's cremation. Feeling really upset now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1621712029124167146?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1621712029124167146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-at-utter-loss-of-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1621712029124167146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1621712029124167146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-at-utter-loss-of-words.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1693835730113527578</id><published>2009-06-01T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't sleep yesterday night, not too sure is it because I'm too excited for work or because I'm not used to sleeping too early. Woke up real early and went to work, feeling fresh like never before, perhaps a long time ago when I had started work few years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The break was indeed good for me. Had a relaxing day at work cause still orientation. Traveling tires me out cause of the long distances. Had a great workout at home after that, for 25 minutes cause I was fluish and tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I misses someone when I settled down and everything came to a halt. Whatever it is, it was still love and effort invested into a relationship, and you can't say forget about it just like that. Yeah I still misses him but I can't help it if he doesn't wants to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I sincerely hope if we can't be lovers, we can be friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1693835730113527578?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1693835730113527578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/couldnt-sleep-yesterday-night-not-too_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1693835730113527578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1693835730113527578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/couldnt-sleep-yesterday-night-not-too_01.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2608704390823992031</id><published>2009-06-01T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't sleep yesterday night, not too sure is it because I'm too excited for work or because I'm not used to sleeping too early. Woke up real early and went to work, feeling fresh like never before, perhaps a long time ago when I had started work few years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The break was indeed good for me. Had a relaxing day at work cause still orientation. Traveling tires me out cause of the long distances. Had a great workout at home after that, for 25 minutes cause I was fluish and tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I misses someone when I settled down and everything came to a halt. Whatever it is, it was still love and effort invested into a relationship, and you can't say forget about it just like that. Yeah I still misses him but I can't help it if he doesn't wants to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I sincerely hope if we can't be lovers, we can be friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2608704390823992031?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2608704390823992031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/couldnt-sleep-yesterday-night-not-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2608704390823992031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2608704390823992031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/couldnt-sleep-yesterday-night-not-too.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8689987734597534157</id><published>2009-05-28T00:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am tired of crying everyday or controlling myself not to cry. I don't know how long it will take to stop. All I know is, I did expressed myself clearly to that person already but he still treat me like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make it worse, my ideal pay for my new job has been trashed. Yeah, it's only a hundred lesser but then I was still upset because I was all up to show people I'm really capable. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not going easy right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8689987734597534157?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8689987734597534157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-tired-of-crying-everyday-or_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8689987734597534157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8689987734597534157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-tired-of-crying-everyday-or_28.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6761250022187960520</id><published>2009-05-28T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am tired of crying everyday or controlling myself not to cry. I don't know how long it will take to stop. All I know is, I did expressed myself clearly to that person already but he still treat me like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make it worse, my ideal pay for my new job has been trashed. Yeah, it's only a hundred lesser but then I was still upset because I was all up to show people I'm really capable. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not going easy right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-6761250022187960520?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6761250022187960520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-tired-of-crying-everyday-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6761250022187960520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6761250022187960520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-tired-of-crying-everyday-or.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4136455772979679076</id><published>2009-05-25T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two issues of contradictory nature happened today. I got a job that pays me quite well but I also got dumped by my ex bf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that I got a job but I have to say I'm more saddened that I was dumped and over the same reason in the past 2 years that we have been trying to work on. Does it mean it was only me who had changed and he nv changed at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone be so selfish? When he wanted time all by himself yet he wanted to be in a relationship? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could it be that after 2 years and compromising, he could tell me that we are forcing ourselves to conform to each other? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly do not know but what I know is, I'm crying my eyeballs out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4136455772979679076?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4136455772979679076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-issues-of-contradictory-nature_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4136455772979679076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4136455772979679076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-issues-of-contradictory-nature_25.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5951337277837103552</id><published>2009-05-25T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two issues of contradictory nature happened today. I got a job that pays me quite well but I also got dumped by my ex bf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that I got a job but I have to say I'm more saddened that I was dumped and over the same reason in the past 2 years that we have been trying to work on. Does it mean it was only me who had changed and he nv changed at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone be so selfish? When he wanted time all by himself yet he wanted to be in a relationship? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could it be that after 2 years and compromising, he could tell me that we are forcing ourselves to conform to each other? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly do not know but what I know is, I'm crying my eyeballs out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5951337277837103552?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5951337277837103552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-issues-of-contradictory-nature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5951337277837103552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5951337277837103552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-issues-of-contradictory-nature.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4368165972364089561</id><published>2009-05-18T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 movies I caught recently that were rather nice, Wolverine and Angels &amp; Demons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read the book or comic before, you will find Wolverine rather okie because of it's actions and plot. However, if you do, then you will be a bit disappointed because Sabretooth is not his brother and Kayla Silverfox wasn't that heroine to sacrifice herself for him. There is no Weapon XI and he is definitely not Deadpool. Thank goodness I watched the show without knowing the original details as I took it as a movie only and enjoy it as a movie only, and it works. From a movie point of view, it sells. In that short 2 hours, what else could you do to make it better? So I guess the film makers made it in a certain way that will entice the crowd more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my personal favourite is Angels &amp; Demons. It wasn't as action packed as Wolverine but it was totally thrilling, racing against time and keeping me on my toes all the time. There is quite some bit of history telling and some knowledge that the audience may not know but if you listened to it carefully or rewatch it, you will catch it a bit better. I love how Langdon was solving the mysteries and actually how artfully the criminal had crafted out his killing plot. I'm not too sure the Christian population may like it. I had a friend who told me to boycott Da Vinci Code last time because it's a shame to Christianity. As for me, I watch it as a show and possibly because I am a free thinker, I only take it as a show. I do not believe in the facts posted in the movie and if I am interested, I will search out the facts myself instead. So why not sit back, enjoy the beautiful sights of Vatican City, the beautiful artistically designed churches, the thrilling plot and the good acting skills of the various actors. Tom Hanks is at his usual, great in his acting but I was really impressed by Mr Obi wan Kenobi (Ewan Mcgregor). Having him to co act against Hanks is definitely sparkling off fireworks in the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4368165972364089561?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4368165972364089561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-movies-i-caught-recently-that-were_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4368165972364089561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4368165972364089561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-movies-i-caught-recently-that-were_18.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8273834542985938092</id><published>2009-05-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 movies I caught recently that were rather nice, Wolverine and Angels &amp; Demons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read the book or comic before, you will find Wolverine rather okie because of it's actions and plot. However, if you do, then you will be a bit disappointed because Sabretooth is not his brother and Kayla Silverfox wasn't that heroine to sacrifice herself for him. There is no Weapon XI and he is definitely not Deadpool. Thank goodness I watched the show without knowing the original details as I took it as a movie only and enjoy it as a movie only, and it works. From a movie point of view, it sells. In that short 2 hours, what else could you do to make it better? So I guess the film makers made it in a certain way that will entice the crowd more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my personal favourite is Angels &amp; Demons. It wasn't as action packed as Wolverine but it was totally thrilling, racing against time and keeping me on my toes all the time. There is quite some bit of history telling and some knowledge that the audience may not know but if you listened to it carefully or rewatch it, you will catch it a bit better. I love how Langdon was solving the mysteries and actually how artfully the criminal had crafted out his killing plot. I'm not too sure the Christian population may like it. I had a friend who told me to boycott Da Vinci Code last time because it's a shame to Christianity. As for me, I watch it as a show and possibly because I am a free thinker, I only take it as a show. I do not believe in the facts posted in the movie and if I am interested, I will search out the facts myself instead. So why not sit back, enjoy the beautiful sights of Vatican City, the beautiful artistically designed churches, the thrilling plot and the good acting skills of the various actors. Tom Hanks is at his usual, great in his acting but I was really impressed by Mr Obi wan Kenobi (Ewan Mcgregor). Having him to co act against Hanks is definitely sparkling off fireworks in the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8273834542985938092?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8273834542985938092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-movies-i-caught-recently-that-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8273834542985938092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8273834542985938092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-movies-i-caught-recently-that-were.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1143621211432996407</id><published>2009-05-07T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tampinines Central 1 has this Japanese shop called UNIQLO which sells really reasonable prices trendy clohtes. It's kinda like Giordano but you know, some young people think that Giordano is AUNTIE but if you said "I'm wearing an UNIQLO top/jeans", people will just go "Cool yeah". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhu picked up a few clothing in the shop, with a new pair of jeans which he rarely got to find one that fit him. The tops that he got were really nice too, sporty and comfy enough, just good for him. Haha, he also gotten an Ah Beng's belt which I chose for him. The girls clothes are rather nice too but on a more casual side. The clothes there are more to the casual wear though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw this Japanese style MARCHE called MANDUKU which we went to try excitedly. The concept is interesting, the food looks attractive but we were rather disappointed with the taste of the food. The soup base wasn't really fantastic. You could get more decent Jap food at Liang Court. Plus, the prices are like $11.80 and the food doesn't really taste well, so don't bother to try it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot more other new shops and Jap shops there, from clothes to food to toys. They have some rather nice stuff. Tampinines can be a rather good shopping place with 3 shopping malls there and 2 cinemas there. Except they lack karoake, so we had to go to Clementi for KTV instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot to mentioned that the last last Saturday, my family and I went to Farmart to have our farewell dinner with my Uncle who is returning to India for another few months. Strangely, this time round, I found the food not as nice and that my house zi cha is nicer. Even my cousins said so. Perhaps the standard dropped? However, the pork ribs is superb!!!! It's from this place called Australian Wine. It's really yummy, best dish for the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week before Labour Day, on Monday, I popped over to visit Kris for her birthday. So happy to see that Lionel can walk unaided now. He refused to let me touch him initially cause I think I am not familiar to him  but he smiled alot at me and played with me. Gradually he warmed up and he let me hugged him and hold his hand. I have to say he is becoming more like Sausage. He dropped his mom's phone on the floor upon seeing me picked up a popcorn chicken and walked all the way to my legs and hugged it, staring at me with those "puss-in-boots" eyes. Unfortunately, he can't eat it. Speaking about Sausage, that dog refused to let me touch Lionel unless I touch him first and play with him. Or rather, he only want me to touch him. Got a few scratch marks from his long toe nails on my thighs as I wasn't wearing jeans. Haha, but so funny to see him competing for attention with Lionel. It was really pleasant to see Lionel as he is so happy and funny and just makes me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also gotten some good news when I met up with XW last week. Haha, but it's up to her to disclose the secret la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1143621211432996407?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1143621211432996407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/tampinines-central-1-has-this-japanese_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1143621211432996407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1143621211432996407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/tampinines-central-1-has-this-japanese_07.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6605120288336486686</id><published>2009-05-07T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tampinines Central 1 has this Japanese shop called UNIQLO which sells really reasonable prices trendy clohtes. It's kinda like Giordano but you know, some young people think that Giordano is AUNTIE but if you said "I'm wearing an UNIQLO top/jeans", people will just go "Cool yeah". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhu picked up a few clothing in the shop, with a new pair of jeans which he rarely got to find one that fit him. The tops that he got were really nice too, sporty and comfy enough, just good for him. Haha, he also gotten an Ah Beng's belt which I chose for him. The girls clothes are rather nice too but on a more casual side. The clothes there are more to the casual wear though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw this Japanese style MARCHE called MANDUKU which we went to try excitedly. The concept is interesting, the food looks attractive but we were rather disappointed with the taste of the food. The soup base wasn't really fantastic. You could get more decent Jap food at Liang Court. Plus, the prices are like $11.80 and the food doesn't really taste well, so don't bother to try it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot more other new shops and Jap shops there, from clothes to food to toys. They have some rather nice stuff. Tampinines can be a rather good shopping place with 3 shopping malls there and 2 cinemas there. Except they lack karoake, so we had to go to Clementi for KTV instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot to mentioned that the last last Saturday, my family and I went to Farmart to have our farewell dinner with my Uncle who is returning to India for another few months. Strangely, this time round, I found the food not as nice and that my house zi cha is nicer. Even my cousins said so. Perhaps the standard dropped? However, the pork ribs is superb!!!! It's from this place called Australian Wine. It's really yummy, best dish for the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week before Labour Day, on Monday, I popped over to visit Kris for her birthday. So happy to see that Lionel can walk unaided now. He refused to let me touch him initially cause I think I am not familiar to him  but he smiled alot at me and played with me. Gradually he warmed up and he let me hugged him and hold his hand. I have to say he is becoming more like Sausage. He dropped his mom's phone on the floor upon seeing me picked up a popcorn chicken and walked all the way to my legs and hugged it, staring at me with those "puss-in-boots" eyes. Unfortunately, he can't eat it. Speaking about Sausage, that dog refused to let me touch Lionel unless I touch him first and play with him. Or rather, he only want me to touch him. Got a few scratch marks from his long toe nails on my thighs as I wasn't wearing jeans. Haha, but so funny to see him competing for attention with Lionel. It was really pleasant to see Lionel as he is so happy and funny and just makes me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also gotten some good news when I met up with XW last week. Haha, but it's up to her to disclose the secret la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-6605120288336486686?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6605120288336486686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/tampinines-central-1-has-this-japanese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6605120288336486686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6605120288336486686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/tampinines-central-1-has-this-japanese.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8690221743205681703</id><published>2009-05-07T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some men are destined to be poor, once they have money, they tend to fool around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8690221743205681703?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8690221743205681703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-men-are-destined-to-be-poor-once_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8690221743205681703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8690221743205681703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-men-are-destined-to-be-poor-once_07.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2510564851718251606</id><published>2009-05-07T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some men are destined to be poor, once they have money, they tend to fool around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2510564851718251606?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2510564851718251606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-men-are-destined-to-be-poor-once.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2510564851718251606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2510564851718251606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-men-are-destined-to-be-poor-once.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5946412049107751642</id><published>2009-04-24T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met a dear friend yesterday for dinner and she told me that she got the feeling the good old Caiwei is back again. She even asked me whether I remembered the words that I said to her when I was depressed. She told me that I told that I'm useless and she is so successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to think about it, it's kinda funny about what I said, to the point that it's a little ridiculous. Although I do not think I'm really useful but I'm over that stage. It's scary when you are really depressed. You do and say things that when you recover one day, you realised it's nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so to those who are concerned about me. There, you got some bits of me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5946412049107751642?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5946412049107751642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-met-dear-friend-yesterday-for-dinner_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5946412049107751642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5946412049107751642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-met-dear-friend-yesterday-for-dinner_24.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2277491806667412772</id><published>2009-04-24T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met a dear friend yesterday for dinner and she told me that she got the feeling the good old Caiwei is back again. She even asked me whether I remembered the words that I said to her when I was depressed. She told me that I told that I'm useless and she is so successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to think about it, it's kinda funny about what I said, to the point that it's a little ridiculous. Although I do not think I'm really useful but I'm over that stage. It's scary when you are really depressed. You do and say things that when you recover one day, you realised it's nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so to those who are concerned about me. There, you got some bits of me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2277491806667412772?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2277491806667412772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-met-dear-friend-yesterday-for-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2277491806667412772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2277491806667412772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-met-dear-friend-yesterday-for-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4319613918758633489</id><published>2009-04-23T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had never been a fan of Chinese storybooks when I was young, until I got introduced to 2 authors by my secondary school friend and my mom. Yeah, I used to read some authors like Ni Kuang but that was because those are the available books that I found in home (collection of my aunts) when I was so bored and I ran out of English books to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year, in my Sec 2 or 3, where I was crazy over people like R.L Stine/Christopher Pike/Sweet Valley High/Judy Bloom/Louisa May Alcott/Duncan's A to Z detective series, my buddy introduced me to a book called "Rouge" by Yi Shu. It was about 3 women, Grandmother, Mother and Daughter, whom are all 17 years apart in age from each other. Mother happened to meet Grandma's ex lover and started hanging out with him, and she was introduced to his son. His son fell in love with her and started going after her. Mean while, Grandma's ex lover fell in love with Mother too. In the end, she chose to be with Grandma's ex lover while the ex lover's son fell in love with the Daughter. I know, it sounds complicated but it's really nice once you read it. From then on, I kept looking out for her books and I read most of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some certain characteristics of female leads in Yi Shu's stories. All of them are independent and financially able to support themselves in the end. They live alone, they own their own houses, drive their own cars. Some of them have good relationships in the end. Some of them tend to marry or date men who are old enough to be their father or grandfather. Some of them entered the entertainment industry but ended up being alone despite having relationships with rich old men previously. Sometimes there are guys who like them but the feelings are not reciprocated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have a certain attraction to her books because someone, the independence in the female leads awe me. I also hope to be independent like them, having my own house and be able to cope with things bravely. They do not need a man to be there but sometimes the comfort of love is good to curb loneliness. Sometimes the characters ended up with a good ending, sometimes they have really bad endings. My faourite book from her is "Liu Jin Sui Yue". A book about 2 girls that met since young and became good friends till 28 years old, and their relationships between each other, how they grew and their relationships with other men. I can re read the book like numerous times and never get tired of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another author that I like is Zhang Xiao Xian. My mom introduced me to her books. My first book was "3 A cup Women". It was about 3 women that wears 32A, 34A and 36A size bras and about their love lives. Somehow, this author always have rather sad endings for her books, mostly people don't end up together. Of the few occasions that I read some books of her, the couples have happy endings. Recently, rereading her first book of Channel A series and realised that everyone in the story couldn't end up with the person they love, and once it's over, it can never be the same. No idea why she is so morbid about relationships but her stories are good. I don't really remember her stories as well as Yi Shu, guess probably I prefer Yi Shu more so I can't tell you which is my favourite, although I do enjoy reading her stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are 2 Chinese authors that I often hunt for their books. There are some other Chinese authors that I read on and off if people recommend me. I still read English books much more than Chinese. I own a few books of Harry Potter, Shopaholic, Louisa May Alcott nd other miscellanous English books, and I borrowed quite alot to read too. I'm lemming to read Eragon and the other one starting with a "B"? Cannot remember the title. Hope to be able to lay my hands on them soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4319613918758633489?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4319613918758633489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-never-been-fan-of-chinese_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4319613918758633489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4319613918758633489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-never-been-fan-of-chinese_23.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-94731307802332601</id><published>2009-04-23T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had never been a fan of Chinese storybooks when I was young, until I got introduced to 2 authors by my secondary school friend and my mom. Yeah, I used to read some authors like Ni Kuang but that was because those are the available books that I found in home (collection of my aunts) when I was so bored and I ran out of English books to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year, in my Sec 2 or 3, where I was crazy over people like R.L Stine/Christopher Pike/Sweet Valley High/Judy Bloom/Louisa May Alcott/Duncan's A to Z detective series, my buddy introduced me to a book called "Rouge" by Yi Shu. It was about 3 women, Grandmother, Mother and Daughter, whom are all 17 years apart in age from each other. Mother happened to meet Grandma's ex lover and started hanging out with him, and she was introduced to his son. His son fell in love with her and started going after her. Mean while, Grandma's ex lover fell in love with Mother too. In the end, she chose to be with Grandma's ex lover while the ex lover's son fell in love with the Daughter. I know, it sounds complicated but it's really nice once you read it. From then on, I kept looking out for her books and I read most of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some certain characteristics of female leads in Yi Shu's stories. All of them are independent and financially able to support themselves in the end. They live alone, they own their own houses, drive their own cars. Some of them have good relationships in the end. Some of them tend to marry or date men who are old enough to be their father or grandfather. Some of them entered the entertainment industry but ended up being alone despite having relationships with rich old men previously. Sometimes there are guys who like them but the feelings are not reciprocated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have a certain attraction to her books because someone, the independence in the female leads awe me. I also hope to be independent like them, having my own house and be able to cope with things bravely. They do not need a man to be there but sometimes the comfort of love is good to curb loneliness. Sometimes the characters ended up with a good ending, sometimes they have really bad endings. My faourite book from her is "Liu Jin Sui Yue". A book about 2 girls that met since young and became good friends till 28 years old, and their relationships between each other, how they grew and their relationships with other men. I can re read the book like numerous times and never get tired of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another author that I like is Zhang Xiao Xian. My mom introduced me to her books. My first book was "3 A cup Women". It was about 3 women that wears 32A, 34A and 36A size bras and about their love lives. Somehow, this author always have rather sad endings for her books, mostly people don't end up together. Of the few occasions that I read some books of her, the couples have happy endings. Recently, rereading her first book of Channel A series and realised that everyone in the story couldn't end up with the person they love, and once it's over, it can never be the same. No idea why she is so morbid about relationships but her stories are good. I don't really remember her stories as well as Yi Shu, guess probably I prefer Yi Shu more so I can't tell you which is my favourite, although I do enjoy reading her stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are 2 Chinese authors that I often hunt for their books. There are some other Chinese authors that I read on and off if people recommend me. I still read English books much more than Chinese. I own a few books of Harry Potter, Shopaholic, Louisa May Alcott nd other miscellanous English books, and I borrowed quite alot to read too. I'm lemming to read Eragon and the other one starting with a "B"? Cannot remember the title. Hope to be able to lay my hands on them soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-94731307802332601?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/94731307802332601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-never-been-fan-of-chinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/94731307802332601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/94731307802332601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-never-been-fan-of-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1264203330660519769</id><published>2009-04-20T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm intrigued by how weird my 2nd Uncle is. Firstly, he came back from India and bought alot of weird and not necessary stuff for us such as balloons. What the hell do we need balloons for? Fortunately, we had Darryl's party coming up (I tell you he sure doesn't know about it till he was back, so no way the balloons were for that) and so he brought it along and HE ASKED US TO BLOW IT UP INSTEAD. I dunno whether the balloons were cheap or wat but it was so difficult to blow it up. A couple bursted when we were blowing some more. Moreover, they either look like papayas or another word starting with a 'p' that siginfies a manhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, he told Shawn that he is not allowed to play computer games from Monday to Friday. Now, this may sounds reasonable but Shawn is like 19 years old. My mom certainly didn't ask me not to play computer games on weekdays and focus on studying only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was when Shawn told me that his father told him to take out a book and read aloud. That was really hilarious! Shawn's comment was that his father was still treating him like a primary school kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think SAF has really got to my Uncle's head so much that he is going cuckoos. Unfortunately, he was borned with an Angel Face and Devil's body. He is really good looking and his body is really fit. He is  50y.o but looks like only 30 plus. Tons of women are still interested in him but if they know he is so weird, I doubt so huh? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1264203330660519769?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1264203330660519769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-intrigued-by-how-weird-my-2nd-uncle_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1264203330660519769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1264203330660519769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-intrigued-by-how-weird-my-2nd-uncle_20.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4323964746471271855</id><published>2009-04-20T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm intrigued by how weird my 2nd Uncle is. Firstly, he came back from India and bought alot of weird and not necessary stuff for us such as balloons. What the hell do we need balloons for? Fortunately, we had Darryl's party coming up (I tell you he sure doesn't know about it till he was back, so no way the balloons were for that) and so he brought it along and HE ASKED US TO BLOW IT UP INSTEAD. I dunno whether the balloons were cheap or wat but it was so difficult to blow it up. A couple bursted when we were blowing some more. Moreover, they either look like papayas or another word starting with a 'p' that siginfies a manhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, he told Shawn that he is not allowed to play computer games from Monday to Friday. Now, this may sounds reasonable but Shawn is like 19 years old. My mom certainly didn't ask me not to play computer games on weekdays and focus on studying only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was when Shawn told me that his father told him to take out a book and read aloud. That was really hilarious! Shawn's comment was that his father was still treating him like a primary school kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think SAF has really got to my Uncle's head so much that he is going cuckoos. Unfortunately, he was borned with an Angel Face and Devil's body. He is really good looking and his body is really fit. He is  50y.o but looks like only 30 plus. Tons of women are still interested in him but if they know he is so weird, I doubt so huh? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4323964746471271855?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4323964746471271855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-intrigued-by-how-weird-my-2nd-uncle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4323964746471271855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4323964746471271855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-intrigued-by-how-weird-my-2nd-uncle.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1457065439251049142</id><published>2009-04-18T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A picture says a thousand words, unfortunately, as I'm not the photo taking kind, I forgot to take photos of today's event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Darryl's 21st birthday. The last person who turned 21st was me and it was a elaborated event that everyone was dressed up in some super fancy nice clothes. For our Prince, it was only a simple bbq with family members, and of course, no key earrings or necklaces. The only key that he received was only partially too, which was the key to be able to drive his father's key, owing to the fact that he passed his license like 4 to 5 days ago. However, he didn't have a key on his own though. As for freedom, he long ago had achieved freedom, just that he is officially able to vote now and no parental consent needed for certain things anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a simple bbq over at 5th aunt's condo, and the star of the day was busy bbqing food for us though. That is being a boy, you don't get to be the Princess and be pampered but have to do the hard work. The fact that there were more girls than guys in the family made the guys in the family work harder sometimes, LOL. We had crazy ideas of throwing him into the pool, but because there were only 2 other guys and the rest were all tiny puny girls except Min and me (even one of the guys is still considered small), no one could throw him in as Darryl is rather big size. We fooled around and chit chatted. Played hop scotch where i fell from doing a challenging jump from number 0 to 6 in one leg, and plus I was wearing filmsy slippers and a dress. Fortunately, I did such an acrobatic fall that I turned like a ballerina and fell to my side, with no injuries at all and no exposure of my undies to others. My cousins said I once again did my Lara Croft stunt, LOL. Zhu came by later and brought ice cream for everyone where it cooled us down after the hot weather and bbq. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended with watching DMC at aunt's house and cake cutting for Darryl. We were trying to get him to pick up the candles with his mouth but he refused to. He probably know we might just smash his face in if he did it haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes the simple celebration we had for him. Happy Birthday to him as he is officially turning 21 in 20/4/2009. Welcome to Adult Hood, Darryl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1457065439251049142?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1457065439251049142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/picture-says-thousand-words_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1457065439251049142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1457065439251049142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/picture-says-thousand-words_18.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4057486377382501322</id><published>2009-04-18T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A picture says a thousand words, unfortunately, as I'm not the photo taking kind, I forgot to take photos of today's event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Darryl's 21st birthday. The last person who turned 21st was me and it was a elaborated event that everyone was dressed up in some super fancy nice clothes. For our Prince, it was only a simple bbq with family members, and of course, no key earrings or necklaces. The only key that he received was only partially too, which was the key to be able to drive his father's key, owing to the fact that he passed his license like 4 to 5 days ago. However, he didn't have a key on his own though. As for freedom, he long ago had achieved freedom, just that he is officially able to vote now and no parental consent needed for certain things anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a simple bbq over at 5th aunt's condo, and the star of the day was busy bbqing food for us though. That is being a boy, you don't get to be the Princess and be pampered but have to do the hard work. The fact that there were more girls than guys in the family made the guys in the family work harder sometimes, LOL. We had crazy ideas of throwing him into the pool, but because there were only 2 other guys and the rest were all tiny puny girls except Min and me (even one of the guys is still considered small), no one could throw him in as Darryl is rather big size. We fooled around and chit chatted. Played hop scotch where i fell from doing a challenging jump from number 0 to 6 in one leg, and plus I was wearing filmsy slippers and a dress. Fortunately, I did such an acrobatic fall that I turned like a ballerina and fell to my side, with no injuries at all and no exposure of my undies to others. My cousins said I once again did my Lara Croft stunt, LOL. Zhu came by later and brought ice cream for everyone where it cooled us down after the hot weather and bbq. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended with watching DMC at aunt's house and cake cutting for Darryl. We were trying to get him to pick up the candles with his mouth but he refused to. He probably know we might just smash his face in if he did it haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes the simple celebration we had for him. Happy Birthday to him as he is officially turning 21 in 20/4/2009. Welcome to Adult Hood, Darryl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4057486377382501322?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4057486377382501322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/picture-says-thousand-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4057486377382501322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4057486377382501322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/picture-says-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6655229918430928451</id><published>2009-04-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:27.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone who treats u nice one minute and nasty the other is not worth to be love. No matter how much money is given or spent, that is never equivalent to the essence of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very honest opinion is that, I'm really tired. I always get second thoughts about the whole relationship thing. Sometimes, you realised you loved someone when you get really angry with things they do. I no long feel that way. I don't get that angry. Yes, I do get upset but it just passes in 5 minutes? I can't be bothered to be overwhelmed by those issues and back behind my mind, I am always thinking, if I wanted to, I'm sure I can look for someone else that is much better. In the past, I will just cry and cry and get really upset and afraid that you will leave me. Now, I just get upset for 5 minutes and I will get it through and wouldn't even think about messaging or talking to you. Life still goes on for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What always stopped me from doing that was when I thought of how nice you treated me and everything we been through. If you honestly think this is a relationship worth to be in, I sincerely seek your cooperation and commitment to make a change in your attitude. I'm tired of how you speak to me hot and cold. When you are happy and free, you talk to me happily. When you are busy or in a bad mood, you will talk to me like shit. The essence and basic of communication is if you are in a bad mood or busy, first thing, you highlight to your partner about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I hated it about the msn thing just now? It was when I'm trying to talk to you and you are not replying, and when I asked why, you did state your reasons and you are half hearted. When I talk to you again, you totally ignore me and just give me one word answers. Asking about what to bring for your course will not render you till so busy that you take 15 minutes to reply to me and to give me one word answers right? And the worse was when I told you I'm not happy and I would't be bothered to be talking to you, you actually said "Okie". What kinda attitude is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are busy, and a person with no life like me and no work should not worry you or disturb you. You are one of the reason why I have been crying for the past 2 years and I even cried when I went to see the doctor. I just don't feel that I have any support from you this whole period when I'm down. Yes, you were there when major things happened but after that you were gone. You were the biggest support for me, just like how William is for Cai Lian, but you were most of the time not there. You still treat me in a bad way at times and that really hurt my fragile feelings. I feel that this period where I have fallen down, I am the one that is still trying to look for you for solace and companion, and not you coming to look for me. ALthough sometimes, when you are really free, then you will come and look for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not cry when I was angry with you over the msn thing just now although you did your usual tactic of ignoring me, but as I'm writing this entry, I started crying because I know how hurt I have been over the past 2 years. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-6655229918430928451?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6655229918430928451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/someone-who-treats-u-nice-one-minute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6655229918430928451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6655229918430928451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/someone-who-treats-u-nice-one-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-668897075150268433</id><published>2009-04-13T03:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zhu's birthday was on 11/4/2009, which we celebrated on Good Friday with my family. Zhu insisted on no birthday celebration so I gathered my parents and my cousins, and last minute, 4th aunt's family tag along too, and we brought him out for dinner and I bought him a cake. Sang him a birthday song too. Zhu looked really happy that we celebrated his birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break is over and now I'm working as a private caregiver for my 4th uncle's mom, whom had a stroke. It is rather relaxing now but I'm a bit tired, given medication and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl is turning 21 soon and we are gg to have a birthday celebration for him this Saturday. Haha, alot of sabotaging will be going on then. Till then, work I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-668897075150268433?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/668897075150268433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/zhus-birthday-was-on-1142009-which-we_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/668897075150268433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/668897075150268433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/zhus-birthday-was-on-1142009-which-we_13.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2242716224452827458</id><published>2009-04-13T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zhu's birthday was on 11/4/2009, which we celebrated on Good Friday with my family. Zhu insisted on no birthday celebration so I gathered my parents and my cousins, and last minute, 4th aunt's family tag along too, and we brought him out for dinner and I bought him a cake. Sang him a birthday song too. Zhu looked really happy that we celebrated his birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break is over and now I'm working as a private caregiver for my 4th uncle's mom, whom had a stroke. It is rather relaxing now but I'm a bit tired, given medication and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl is turning 21 soon and we are gg to have a birthday celebration for him this Saturday. Haha, alot of sabotaging will be going on then. Till then, work I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2242716224452827458?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2242716224452827458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/zhus-birthday-was-on-1142009-which-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2242716224452827458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2242716224452827458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/zhus-birthday-was-on-1142009-which-we.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1503919138630328730</id><published>2009-04-13T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zhu's birthday was on 11/4/2009, which we celebrated on Good Friday with my family. Zhu insisted on no birthday celebration so I gathered my parents and my cousins, and last minute, 4th aunt's family tag along too, and we brought him out for dinner and I bought him a cake. Sang him a birthday song too. Zhu looked really happy that we celebrated his birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break is over and now I'm working as a private caregiver for my 4th uncle's mom, whom had a stroke. It is rather relaxing now but I'm a bit tired, given medication and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl is turning 21 soon and we are gg to have a birthday celebration for him this Saturday. Haha, alot of sabotaging will be going on then. Till then, work I come. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1503919138630328730?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1503919138630328730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1503919138630328730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1503919138630328730'/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2012087093641510004</id><published>2009-03-31T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very impressed by a comment made by Mike (Xiaxue's bf), during one of the recent entries. It was regarding flirting with others while being in a relationship. He said that if the other party found out and they are upset about it, then that is considered cheating, and if you have to hide it, you shouldn't do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really impressed by what he said, because honestly it's true. If you have something that you can hide from your gf (being in my circumstance, I'm a girl so I say gf), and it is something that if she finds out about it and she gets real pissed or sad, then yes, that is really cheating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An open relationship is really important and I really think communication is really the essence. If a couple don't even communicate much, how do you know what is happening? Open communication is the best for all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for all my friends to read and gain some knowlegde on it. Haha, of course, Zhu, it's also for you to read, so you can learn to buck on your communication skills. Not that I'm saying you are hiding something from me and that you are cheating. But hey, guys and girls, if you are doing something behind your partner's back and they dunno about it, and you don't want them to find out about it, you are seriously already cheating on them. Be careful on what you do and whether you are sure you want to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2012087093641510004?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2012087093641510004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-very-impressed-by-comment-made-by_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2012087093641510004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2012087093641510004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-very-impressed-by-comment-made-by_31.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3977056347517668007</id><published>2009-03-31T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very impressed by a comment made by Mike (Xiaxue's bf), during one of the recent entries. It was regarding flirting with others while being in a relationship. He said that if the other party found out and they are upset about it, then that is considered cheating, and if you have to hide it, you shouldn't do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really impressed by what he said, because honestly it's true. If you have something that you can hide from your gf (being in my circumstance, I'm a girl so I say gf), and it is something that if she finds out about it and she gets real pissed or sad, then yes, that is really cheating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An open relationship is really important and I really think communication is really the essence. If a couple don't even communicate much, how do you know what is happening? Open communication is the best for all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for all my friends to read and gain some knowlegde on it. Haha, of course, Zhu, it's also for you to read, so you can learn to buck on your communication skills. Not that I'm saying you are hiding something from me and that you are cheating. But hey, guys and girls, if you are doing something behind your partner's back and they dunno about it, and you don't want them to find out about it, you are seriously already cheating on them. Be careful on what you do and whether you are sure you want to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3977056347517668007?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3977056347517668007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-very-impressed-by-comment-made-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3977056347517668007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3977056347517668007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-very-impressed-by-comment-made-by.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3050059314789824987</id><published>2009-03-30T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A rather good week last week except that I fell sick twice, probably owing to fact that I refused to see doctor when I'm sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sumptous Thai meal at Jalan Besar with Zhu, Shawnie, Ken and Min. My delicious Tom Yum Soup and Thai Chilli Fish!!! After that, we went to Bugis Arcade where I just sit and look and then we went to Lan Shop at Bukit Timah where I had a chance to play CS and Left 4 Dead haha. I suck at CS honestly, no tactics at all and kept getting shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for dinner with cousins on Friday at Westmall. Totally gushing over gunbound cause we were doing well and we just set up a guild. Guess we are totally addicted to it. Even our lingo has GB lingo now. Stella also gotten hooked when she saw us playing it on Sunday at Shawn's house haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a movie, Detroit Metal City, with Zhu on Sat. I wasn't expecting it to be nice when Zhu suggested watching it. In my mind, I thought it was some crap show. When I knew that the main actor is the guy who acted as L in Death Note, my opinion kinda changed. That guy is a great actor and I'm sure whatever he portrayed in has rather good effects. True enough, the show was really funny. I didn't like the metal music but the rest of the show was funny. It's about searching for your dream. In the show, Soichi wants to be a jazz singer but no one cares about his talent on the streets. He was then roped into a metal music band where he had to sing songs about raping women and put on cultic make up. He totally hated this job when he just want to be some cool jazz singer. As he is a musician, his favourite quote is "no music, no dream". He felt that he wasn't achieving his dream because he was in DMC and so he left. However, he fail to realise that when he was in DMC, he was also pursuing another dream and he was also giving other people's hopes. He had the power to give dreams and hopes to others and he had actually helped his band mates too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also an anime on this show and you can catch it online. Zhu watched until ep 10 already, that crazy dude. Thanks to him, I got to have my favourite duck rice on Saturday too hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went to pay our respects to grandma. It has been 3 years since she passed away. I didn't really enjoy this trip because the smoke was burning my eyes badly and I was itching all over due to the smoke and heat. After that, we went to Shawn's house where we showed Gerald and STella how to play GB. By then I was already feeling sick. To make it worse, it was raining. In the end, I went to bed real early and I fell sick. At least, I got to have my favourite seafood, crab, hahaha, cause Ken's mommy bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Mousehunt is a great game. It is really fun and not boring like those Mafia Wars or what. I really enjoyed using my brain juice on this game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3050059314789824987?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3050059314789824987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/rather-good-week-last-week-except-that_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3050059314789824987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3050059314789824987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/rather-good-week-last-week-except-that_30.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3871735996039174746</id><published>2009-03-30T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A rather good week last week except that I fell sick twice, probably owing to fact that I refused to see doctor when I'm sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sumptous Thai meal at Jalan Besar with Zhu, Shawnie, Ken and Min. My delicious Tom Yum Soup and Thai Chilli Fish!!! After that, we went to Bugis Arcade where I just sit and look and then we went to Lan Shop at Bukit Timah where I had a chance to play CS and Left 4 Dead haha. I suck at CS honestly, no tactics at all and kept getting shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for dinner with cousins on Friday at Westmall. Totally gushing over gunbound cause we were doing well and we just set up a guild. Guess we are totally addicted to it. Even our lingo has GB lingo now. Stella also gotten hooked when she saw us playing it on Sunday at Shawn's house haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a movie, Detroit Metal City, with Zhu on Sat. I wasn't expecting it to be nice when Zhu suggested watching it. In my mind, I thought it was some crap show. When I knew that the main actor is the guy who acted as L in Death Note, my opinion kinda changed. That guy is a great actor and I'm sure whatever he portrayed in has rather good effects. True enough, the show was really funny. I didn't like the metal music but the rest of the show was funny. It's about searching for your dream. In the show, Soichi wants to be a jazz singer but no one cares about his talent on the streets. He was then roped into a metal music band where he had to sing songs about raping women and put on cultic make up. He totally hated this job when he just want to be some cool jazz singer. As he is a musician, his favourite quote is "no music, no dream". He felt that he wasn't achieving his dream because he was in DMC and so he left. However, he fail to realise that when he was in DMC, he was also pursuing another dream and he was also giving other people's hopes. He had the power to give dreams and hopes to others and he had actually helped his band mates too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also an anime on this show and you can catch it online. Zhu watched until ep 10 already, that crazy dude. Thanks to him, I got to have my favourite duck rice on Saturday too hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went to pay our respects to grandma. It has been 3 years since she passed away. I didn't really enjoy this trip because the smoke was burning my eyes badly and I was itching all over due to the smoke and heat. After that, we went to Shawn's house where we showed Gerald and STella how to play GB. By then I was already feeling sick. To make it worse, it was raining. In the end, I went to bed real early and I fell sick. At least, I got to have my favourite seafood, crab, hahaha, cause Ken's mommy bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Mousehunt is a great game. It is really fun and not boring like those Mafia Wars or what. I really enjoyed using my brain juice on this game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3871735996039174746?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3871735996039174746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/rather-good-week-last-week-except-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3871735996039174746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3871735996039174746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/rather-good-week-last-week-except-that.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3449557179803497839</id><published>2009-03-16T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 2nd year anniversary! It doesn't seemed too short but it doesn't seemed very long either. It's like yesterday we just met at Coffee Bean, nah, not true, it actually seemed very long ago we met at Coffee Bean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't go Coffee Bean anymore, I just realised haha but there are other wonderful memories spent together, with you. Thanks Zhu Zhu and hopefully more years together will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3449557179803497839?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3449557179803497839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-2nd-year-anniversary-it-doesnt_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3449557179803497839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3449557179803497839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-2nd-year-anniversary-it-doesnt_16.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-54638963414756462</id><published>2009-03-16T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 2nd year anniversary! It doesn't seemed too short but it doesn't seemed very long either. It's like yesterday we just met at Coffee Bean, nah, not true, it actually seemed very long ago we met at Coffee Bean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't go Coffee Bean anymore, I just realised haha but there are other wonderful memories spent together, with you. Thanks Zhu Zhu and hopefully more years together will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-54638963414756462?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/54638963414756462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-2nd-year-anniversary-it-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/54638963414756462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/54638963414756462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-2nd-year-anniversary-it-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2045660626999919238</id><published>2009-03-03T07:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I caught a few movies recently and honestly some were good. 2 movies that really made an impression on me was "Rule No. 1" and "He's just not that into you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about "Rule No. 1". I heard it wasn't really a big hit in the theatres. It was a scary movie so I never bother to watch it in the big screen. It was indeed scary but I think probably owing to the medication and company of my cousin who slept in my room that night, I didn't have nightmares. What was deeply imprinted in my mind was that the deception of lies is that great. If someone is really out to deceive you with all his or her might, you will just be deceive if you not sharp enough or if you trusted this person alot. It was a sad ending, to know that the evil spirit rule in the end and all the good people either died or become zombies without souls. It meant that the bad triumphed in the end, which wasn't a very happy ending for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto "He's Just Not That Into You". A few things that were quite interesting and I think I'm keen to read the book now. Previously in my entry where I pen down that if guys give you shit, they just generally treat you like shit was from this movie. Honestly, it's true. If a guy doesn't calls you, he is just not interested in you. If a girl doesn't sleeps with you, she is not interested in you (I don't know about this owing to our culture of conservativeness). A part where one of the female characters narrated "Sometimes life is about being together, a happy ending but sometimes it's just moving on, starting all over again might be the happy ending" (something like that). That strucks me alot....yeah a new start could be a happy ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reminiscing old games again, dug out the old gunbound and started playing with my cousins. Picked up the old habit of watching anime, all sorts of anime heh heh. Obsessed about losing weight by doing skipping, midstepper and walking every day now. I disliked running and I will never run so I just brisk walk. My legs are really very sore now but it's all for good! Gam pa te Caiwei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2045660626999919238?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2045660626999919238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-caught-few-movies-recently-and_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2045660626999919238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2045660626999919238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-caught-few-movies-recently-and_03.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2510056152058078271</id><published>2009-03-03T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I caught a few movies recently and honestly some were good. 2 movies that really made an impression on me was "Rule No. 1" and "He's just not that into you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about "Rule No. 1". I heard it wasn't really a big hit in the theatres. It was a scary movie so I never bother to watch it in the big screen. It was indeed scary but I think probably owing to the medication and company of my cousin who slept in my room that night, I didn't have nightmares. What was deeply imprinted in my mind was that the deception of lies is that great. If someone is really out to deceive you with all his or her might, you will just be deceive if you not sharp enough or if you trusted this person alot. It was a sad ending, to know that the evil spirit rule in the end and all the good people either died or become zombies without souls. It meant that the bad triumphed in the end, which wasn't a very happy ending for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto "He's Just Not That Into You". A few things that were quite interesting and I think I'm keen to read the book now. Previously in my entry where I pen down that if guys give you shit, they just generally treat you like shit was from this movie. Honestly, it's true. If a guy doesn't calls you, he is just not interested in you. If a girl doesn't sleeps with you, she is not interested in you (I don't know about this owing to our culture of conservativeness). A part where one of the female characters narrated "Sometimes life is about being together, a happy ending but sometimes it's just moving on, starting all over again might be the happy ending" (something like that). That strucks me alot....yeah a new start could be a happy ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reminiscing old games again, dug out the old gunbound and started playing with my cousins. Picked up the old habit of watching anime, all sorts of anime heh heh. Obsessed about losing weight by doing skipping, midstepper and walking every day now. I disliked running and I will never run so I just brisk walk. My legs are really very sore now but it's all for good! Gam pa te Caiwei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2510056152058078271?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2510056152058078271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-caught-few-movies-recently-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2510056152058078271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2510056152058078271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-caught-few-movies-recently-and.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4577027389871882513</id><published>2009-02-26T10:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:06.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend can contact me everyday even when she is very busy but my BF is not able to contact me because he is very busy with alot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply do not see the reason how someone can be so busy until cannot even have like 5 minutes to contact someone? That is just an excuse. When you give me shit, you are generally treating me like shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am really that important, I don't see how difficult 5 minutes is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something new that I have learned is that if you give me shit, I will give you shit back. I used to be not able to do that. I dunno whether I can do it now too but I have plenty of time on hand. First time in these few days I'm upset because of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I bother treating you like a king when you are treating me like shit on days when you are so busy you couldn't afford a 5 minutes contact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you are the cause of some unhappiness within me, that adds on to my crying when I'm upset about work. I guess it will just never stop although now I'm already seeking help. It never changes when the other party doesn't wants to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I shall just learn to be those type of people that you ignore me I will also ignore you that type. I think life will be much happier if it's like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4577027389871882513?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4577027389871882513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-friend-can-contact-me-everyday-even_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4577027389871882513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4577027389871882513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-friend-can-contact-me-everyday-even_26.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-7522969401071656260</id><published>2009-02-26T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend can contact me everyday even when she is very busy but my BF is not able to contact me because he is very busy with alot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply do not see the reason how someone can be so busy until cannot even have like 5 minutes to contact someone? That is just an excuse. When you give me shit, you are generally treating me like shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am really that important, I don't see how difficult 5 minutes is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something new that I have learned is that if you give me shit, I will give you shit back. I used to be not able to do that. I dunno whether I can do it now too but I have plenty of time on hand. First time in these few days I'm upset because of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I bother treating you like a king when you are treating me like shit on days when you are so busy you couldn't afford a 5 minutes contact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you are the cause of some unhappiness within me, that adds on to my crying when I'm upset about work. I guess it will just never stop although now I'm already seeking help. It never changes when the other party doesn't wants to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I shall just learn to be those type of people that you ignore me I will also ignore you that type. I think life will be much happier if it's like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-7522969401071656260?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7522969401071656260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-friend-can-contact-me-everyday-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7522969401071656260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7522969401071656260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-friend-can-contact-me-everyday-even.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3837773717823890842</id><published>2009-02-25T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>什么叫做宅男宅女？就是那些成天躲在家里，听听音乐，看看书，玩玩电脑，不怎么出去交际的人。就是我了。我就是一个名副其实的宅女。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3837773717823890842?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3837773717823890842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3837773717823890842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3837773717823890842'/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2368232021527451540</id><published>2009-02-22T04:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got to do a quiz and I realised the results are rather accurate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2368232021527451540?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2368232021527451540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-to-do-quiz-and-i-realised-results_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2368232021527451540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2368232021527451540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-to-do-quiz-and-i-realised-results_22.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6618492820796089445</id><published>2009-02-22T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got to do a quiz and I realised the results are rather accurate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-6618492820796089445?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6618492820796089445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-to-do-quiz-and-i-realised-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6618492820796089445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6618492820796089445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-to-do-quiz-and-i-realised-results.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-5845696832368495602</id><published>2009-02-22T03:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In this period, where time was really tough for me, I learned a few things. The world is harsh and you don't get kindness, so you have to toughen up yourself to deal with it. However, no matter how tough the world is, nothing is important than yourself, loving yourself, your health and everything about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how cruel the world is, you still need to love yourself. We can also toughen ourseleves up to deal with unreasonable work demands, hateful people, a terrible environment but we must not lose ourselves to those things. I've come to learn that no matter how I much I convince myself or force myself to do certain things, I will not be happy or loving myself as I know those are things that I cannot do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I must be strong but through it, I must also love myself. It has come to a point whereby I have force myself to go on at the expense of my health and now, it's time to slow down and learn to relearn new things again at a slower pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to slow down for me and explore what I'm interested in. Pick up new habits or old habits which is good for me. Although sitting in front of the computer maybe deemed not constructive to others, but at least I'm back to it again. Last time, I don't even bother going to online forums or watching animes anymore as I lost my interest. Now I picked it up again and I can tell you, I'm really very happy as I enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up playing online games and I enjoy it. I picked up some form of exercise and I enjoyed it. I love what I enjoy and I'm not going to be bothered by what others say. That is what I learned through this period. I'm not working now and I'm going to do some part time job and I don't care what others comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to love myself then I can love others again. So, love yourself and nothing beats loving yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-5845696832368495602?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5845696832368495602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-this-period-where-time-was-really_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5845696832368495602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/5845696832368495602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-this-period-where-time-was-really_22.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4022577183896041792</id><published>2009-02-22T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In this period, where time was really tough for me, I learned a few things. The world is harsh and you don't get kindness, so you have to toughen up yourself to deal with it. However, no matter how tough the world is, nothing is important than yourself, loving yourself, your health and everything about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how cruel the world is, you still need to love yourself. We can also toughen ourseleves up to deal with unreasonable work demands, hateful people, a terrible environment but we must not lose ourselves to those things. I've come to learn that no matter how I much I convince myself or force myself to do certain things, I will not be happy or loving myself as I know those are things that I cannot do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I must be strong but through it, I must also love myself. It has come to a point whereby I have force myself to go on at the expense of my health and now, it's time to slow down and learn to relearn new things again at a slower pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to slow down for me and explore what I'm interested in. Pick up new habits or old habits which is good for me. Although sitting in front of the computer maybe deemed not constructive to others, but at least I'm back to it again. Last time, I don't even bother going to online forums or watching animes anymore as I lost my interest. Now I picked it up again and I can tell you, I'm really very happy as I enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up playing online games and I enjoy it. I picked up some form of exercise and I enjoyed it. I love what I enjoy and I'm not going to be bothered by what others say. That is what I learned through this period. I'm not working now and I'm going to do some part time job and I don't care what others comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to love myself then I can love others again. So, love yourself and nothing beats loving yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4022577183896041792?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4022577183896041792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-this-period-where-time-was-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4022577183896041792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4022577183896041792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-this-period-where-time-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8032890574283867502</id><published>2009-02-12T19:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 little wallpapers I did for a friend whose leaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq_v29erI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FCVNQqYyAOQ/s1600-h/To+Denise+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq_v29erI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FCVNQqYyAOQ/s320/To+Denise+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302121042221562546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq1XhEAoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SLndTpxA8cA/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq1XhEAoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SLndTpxA8cA/s320/Slide1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302120863888573058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one do you like more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8032890574283867502?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8032890574283867502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-little-wallpapers-i-did-for-friend_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8032890574283867502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8032890574283867502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-little-wallpapers-i-did-for-friend_12.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq_v29erI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FCVNQqYyAOQ/s72-c/To+Denise+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-151782483455301453</id><published>2009-02-12T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 little wallpapers I did for a friend whose leaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq_v29erI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FCVNQqYyAOQ/s1600-h/To+Denise+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq_v29erI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FCVNQqYyAOQ/s320/To+Denise+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302121042221562546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq1XhEAoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SLndTpxA8cA/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq1XhEAoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SLndTpxA8cA/s320/Slide1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302120863888573058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one do you like more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-151782483455301453?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/151782483455301453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-little-wallpapers-i-did-for-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/151782483455301453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/151782483455301453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-little-wallpapers-i-did-for-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_XskXo5DUKBA/SZTq_v29erI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FCVNQqYyAOQ/s72-c/To+Denise+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-473062398598440170</id><published>2009-02-04T06:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there is something that could describe what I'm going through right now, it will be like the temperature of Australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the day time, when the sun is sunny and bright, my mood is like the warm temperature of 30 plus degree celsius, not too overly happy but definitely bright and shiny. Sometimes when it's real good, it goes up to really hot hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's at night though, it falls to to a minus degree celsius. It's almost frozen. I would feel so low that I will just cry and cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like on the train just now. I was having a cheerful facade in front of my cousins but I knew my mood was dropping already. I smsed Ken, hoping that he could reply me but there was no reply. I understand that he's busy and he wouldn't reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being no one to really help me, I travelled back home alone in the MRT, fighting the urge to cry on the train and ruminating thoughts of death going in my heads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they echo so loud I wonder will people know I look miserable. I was just thinking of death. If I died, I will be relieved of everything. Should I just continue in my state of daze and walk back home, crossing the road without caring and waiting for the car to hit me. Whether I'm dead or not, I do wish to be consicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how strong it is, ruminating in my head as I travelled from CCK to Woodlands. All the time, I hope someone would come and talk to me and save me. All the time I hope Ken would call me or sms me. I don't dare to call him for I think he must be busy that's why he doesn't reply me. Heaven was kind, he sent an angel, someone I don't often see but is always there. I sms her in reply to the previous smses she sent me and she replied and I was really glad. For even though she was not here with me, I could tell someone that I'm feeling really terrible and I'm crying at night. I'm so glad Heaven sent her nice smses to me and help me keep away negative thoughts. Because of that, I survived the trip home and I told myself I will rush home and have a good cry and all will be okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really don't want to see my family, my bf, my close friends anymore. They are all moving on to somewhere and I'm not moving at all. I depised myself for not moving on and I want to move on, but the mood cycle just goes up and then down. I'm starting to think people think I'm a wimp, that my mom doesn't thinks that I have a problem, that my bf is tired of handling me and dealing with me anymore, that my friends are sick of hearing of me ruminating about the same old problems again. That's when I think I don't want to meet them or talk to them much anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in a mental health setting once told me that people who are caregivers for the sick do get tired sometimes and don't wish to deal with the sick too but working in the mental health setting also told me that the sick sometimes can be on the wrong perspective of their caregivers too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired of the crying daily routine, it's really tiring to cry every day. Sometimes I don't even know why I cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is rather therapeutic. Writing out my feelings. I was crying when I managed to rush home and I switched to writing and crying at the same time and somehow I managed to feel better. Perhaps it was because finally I talked to Ken and sweet CY was still smsing me. I felt better that knowing that there was support out there, somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to end this post for I have managed to stop crying. Perhaps I should start learning to write letters and drop them in bottles and throw them away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-473062398598440170?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/473062398598440170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-there-is-something-that-could_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/473062398598440170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/473062398598440170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-there-is-something-that-could_04.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3070795944058500519</id><published>2009-02-04T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there is something that could describe what I'm going through right now, it will be like the temperature of Australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the day time, when the sun is sunny and bright, my mood is like the warm temperature of 30 plus degree celsius, not too overly happy but definitely bright and shiny. Sometimes when it's real good, it goes up to really hot hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's at night though, it falls to to a minus degree celsius. It's almost frozen. I would feel so low that I will just cry and cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like on the train just now. I was having a cheerful facade in front of my cousins but I knew my mood was dropping already. I smsed Ken, hoping that he could reply me but there was no reply. I understand that he's busy and he wouldn't reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being no one to really help me, I travelled back home alone in the MRT, fighting the urge to cry on the train and ruminating thoughts of death going in my heads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they echo so loud I wonder will people know I look miserable. I was just thinking of death. If I died, I will be relieved of everything. Should I just continue in my state of daze and walk back home, crossing the road without caring and waiting for the car to hit me. Whether I'm dead or not, I do wish to be consicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how strong it is, ruminating in my head as I travelled from CCK to Woodlands. All the time, I hope someone would come and talk to me and save me. All the time I hope Ken would call me or sms me. I don't dare to call him for I think he must be busy that's why he doesn't reply me. Heaven was kind, he sent an angel, someone I don't often see but is always there. I sms her in reply to the previous smses she sent me and she replied and I was really glad. For even though she was not here with me, I could tell someone that I'm feeling really terrible and I'm crying at night. I'm so glad Heaven sent her nice smses to me and help me keep away negative thoughts. Because of that, I survived the trip home and I told myself I will rush home and have a good cry and all will be okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really don't want to see my family, my bf, my close friends anymore. They are all moving on to somewhere and I'm not moving at all. I depised myself for not moving on and I want to move on, but the mood cycle just goes up and then down. I'm starting to think people think I'm a wimp, that my mom doesn't thinks that I have a problem, that my bf is tired of handling me and dealing with me anymore, that my friends are sick of hearing of me ruminating about the same old problems again. That's when I think I don't want to meet them or talk to them much anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in a mental health setting once told me that people who are caregivers for the sick do get tired sometimes and don't wish to deal with the sick too but working in the mental health setting also told me that the sick sometimes can be on the wrong perspective of their caregivers too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired of the crying daily routine, it's really tiring to cry every day. Sometimes I don't even know why I cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is rather therapeutic. Writing out my feelings. I was crying when I managed to rush home and I switched to writing and crying at the same time and somehow I managed to feel better. Perhaps it was because finally I talked to Ken and sweet CY was still smsing me. I felt better that knowing that there was support out there, somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to end this post for I have managed to stop crying. Perhaps I should start learning to write letters and drop them in bottles and throw them away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3070795944058500519?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3070795944058500519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-there-is-something-that-could.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3070795944058500519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3070795944058500519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-there-is-something-that-could.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-7555052660512500677</id><published>2009-02-03T09:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The gap between us is getting wider and wider. Each of us chasing after different dreams (do i have dreams in the first place?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One things solved slowly at a time. Just not sure whether the person after everything is the person that used to be. It may be a totally different person, no longer how it was before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, will I still be the same old me? Or will I be different? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gap is being widen bigger and bigger as you become more sure of things and I become more lost and confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people drift apart because of dreams....especially people who slide backwards in dreams. I feel like I'm sliding backwards now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the same person who will go thru thick and thin with me? I don't know. Perhaps the me after recovery will never be the same anymore, someone with probably a different thinking or attitude, someone who may not be the same person that you have fallen in love with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you may love is probably the me 2 years ago, not the me that has changed overtime, probably not the me now who certainly do not fit your expectations. (Of course this is just a hypothesis, a form of imaginative linguistic articulation, copying lines from a new movie I just saw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery is of upmost important now. Whether people who love me will standby me to go thru thick and thin with me or people who turn around on me and find that I'm not what they expected, I shall learn not to care too much and worry myself with even more things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have developed a sense of being over suspicious and doubting towards people nowadays. The trust in me no longer there, ever towards people close to me. It is extremely difficult to live and bear with such people, on account I worked with these type of people before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me, for I'm working towards recovery. I shall be very thankful to (whatever that is that I believe in spiritually) that I'm still alive, and have not gone to anywhere else besides human life on Earth. I'm thankful to my faint heart that is not exactly that faint but still have some strong desire to live. I'm thankful to people for being supportive and bearing with me. I'm thankful to myself that I took initiative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the gap between us is wider now but it is up to us to work it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I sat down and written a load of things, I realised, I actually didn't know what I was writing about although I felt things but couldn't really convey it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost the interest to blog and whatever I say here, is some attempt to grasp what I feel and try to put it down overtly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things become meaningless to you, what do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you realised that people around you are all moving forward but you aren't and you really don't want to be stuck, what do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you realised that the person you love is someone who hates people who doesn't move forward and would never want to start a family with someone like that, and possibly that you will end up somewhere else, what do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not contented with just what I have now, but if this thing doesn't get past me, I will never be able to recover and move forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are really random and I couldn't structure it properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, that's what you see when you read someone crazy writing things down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-7555052660512500677?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7555052660512500677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/gap-between-us-is-getting-wider-and_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7555052660512500677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7555052660512500677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/gap-between-us-is-getting-wider-and_03.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2899183732560803910</id><published>2009-02-03T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:26:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The gap between us is getting wider and wider. Each of us chasing after different dreams (do i have dreams in the first place?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One things solved slowly at a time. Just not sure whether the person after everything is the person that used to be. It may be a totally different person, no longer how it was before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, will I still be the same old me? Or will I be different? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gap is being widen bigger and bigger as you become more sure of things and I become more lost and confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people drift apart because of dreams....especially people who slide backwards in dreams. I feel like I'm sliding backwards now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the same person who will go thru thick and thin with me? I don't know. Perhaps the me after recovery will never be the same anymore, someone with probably a different thinking or attitude, someone who may not be the same person that you have fallen in love with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you may love is probably the me 2 years ago, not the me that has changed overtime, probably not the me now who certainly do not fit your expectations. (Of course this is just a hypothesis, a form of imaginative linguistic articulation, copying lines from a new movie I just saw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery is of upmost important now. Whether people who love me will standby me to go thru thick and thin with me or people who turn around on me and find that I'm not what they expected, I shall learn not to care too much and worry myself with even more things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have developed a sense of being over suspicious and doubting towards people nowadays. The trust in me no longer there, ever towards people close to me. It is extremely difficult to live and bear with such people, on account I worked with these type of people before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me, for I'm working towards recovery. I shall be very thankful to (whatever that is that I believe in spiritually) that I'm still alive, and have not gone to anywhere else besides human life on Earth. I'm thankful to my faint heart that is not exactly that faint but still have some strong desire to live. I'm thankful to people for being supportive and bearing with me. I'm thankful to myself that I took initiative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the gap between us is wider now but it is up to us to work it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I sat down and written a load of things, I realised, I actually didn't know what I was writing about although I felt things but couldn't really convey it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost the interest to blog and whatever I say here, is some attempt to grasp what I feel and try to put it down overtly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things become meaningless to you, what do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you realised that people around you are all moving forward but you aren't and you really don't want to be stuck, what do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you realised that the person you love is someone who hates people who doesn't move forward and would never want to start a family with someone like that, and possibly that you will end up somewhere else, what do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not contented with just what I have now, but if this thing doesn't get past me, I will never be able to recover and move forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are really random and I couldn't structure it properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, that's what you see when you read someone crazy writing things down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2899183732560803910?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2899183732560803910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/gap-between-us-is-getting-wider-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2899183732560803910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2899183732560803910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/gap-between-us-is-getting-wider-and.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-6247656783796503329</id><published>2009-01-23T06:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is perhaps a really bad start to a whole new year. A personal burn out issue was not enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days before CNY, I received the news that my paternal grandmother passed away. She was found dead at home, and her body was already decomposing. How long it was that she had died, I did not know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What saddens me is that the way she had died. She passed away quietly at home, alone, withouth anyway to seek help, without people knowing. I always weep in my heart when I read in the news about elderly passing away in such a manner. Never did I expect that it occurs to someone that is related to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was never closed to her, I felt terribly guilty, knowing that she had to pass away in such loneliness. I felt very depressed knowing that, perhaps I'm also in a very depressed mood and this had only further add on to the sadness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I could had at least visited her before she passed away. I was supposed to help her read a letter but I always forgot about it and I haven't help her do it. I felt terribly guilty for not fulfilling my promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even worser that it's over CNY, so her funeral had to be shortened in mere 2 days. If we had discovered earlier, we wouldn't had to rush it over. &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/8002243526682637291-6247656783796503329?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6247656783796503329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-perhaps-really-bad-start-to_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6247656783796503329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/6247656783796503329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-perhaps-really-bad-start-to_23.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-9209559549564343330</id><published>2009-01-12T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting down here, thinking of how I should pen down this entry....more accurately, type down this entry. Been feeling something weird for some months. I can't put down to it what it is exactly. I thought I was happy when I changed a new work environment, something to help me move away from feelings of burn out and dejection in my previous work place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months of settling down and getting use to the work, no longer feeling the need to come home to lie down and sleep everyday, i started feeling those weird feelings again. I'm tired of work, more per say as work related to patient load. I thought I love seeing my elderly patients but now I feel that I'm so lack of interest and tired, I don't look forward to seeing them anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at night....and when I do fall asleep it's wee hours of the morning....and I couldn't get up in day....feeling very tired at work and trying to make jokes and maintain that cheerful facade in front of everyone but when I'm at home, I feel so tired that I lost interest in doing my usual things. I used to love surfing forums and replying on it...now I don't bother. I used to love watching animes on my com but now I lose interest in them too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had lesser appetite, use to eat alot but now eating lesser. I disliked going to work, because I know I had to do the same old thing again which I didn't like. What happened? I thought I enjoy working with elderly, talking to them, giving them treatment. I was very happy a few months, and then suddenly, it became like that? Is that burn out? I couldn't be having burnout after a short while in new environment. Could it be that I have yet to recover from the burn out I felt at my previous work setting? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I don't even like OT work despite that I claimed I like it alot? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me surviving and trying to hang on is the salary itself, because without it, I'm eating peanuts. However, it has gone to such a fine thin line that I think I might break it anytime soon. It is that bad till I want to leave my workplace and simply rest, do something brainless, get away from that job desperately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it that I missed my social support that I had at my workplace? Or was it I am really sick of OT work? Is it time I really should rest and go away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired, really very tired. Sometimes I feel like just going up to my  boss and tell him that I need a long leave to recover from this psychological barrier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-9209559549564343330?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9209559549564343330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sitting-down-here-thinking-of-how-i_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/9209559549564343330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/9209559549564343330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sitting-down-here-thinking-of-how-i_12.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-8421213129172702965</id><published>2008-12-29T04:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught Bolt and Ip Man recently on last Sunday and Christmas Eve. As usual, Walt Disney creates it's story line and character without disappointing the audience although I daresay, nothing beats Wall.E of 2008 in terms of animation (with the exception of probably Ponyo by the cliff of the sea by my favourite anime director). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Rhano the most in Bolt, the cute little crazy hamster who fantasizes that he is associated with some super hero in some super hero action. He is extremely fat and cute, with a wide and vivid imagination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the show that I was truly impressed was Ip Man. Strangely, I'm been wanting to watch this show, perhaps under the influence of Ken. I actually noticed the show earlier than him when he doesn't even know what it is about. After watching the show, I'm addicted to Wing Chun Fist. Having read about it in many Yi Zhu's novels before, I see how it was calmly demonstrated by Donnie Yen as Ip Man. As usual, Donnie Yen never fail to amaze me with his fighting skills. This is definitely a show worth to watch and worth my ten bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show that really wasn't as it was claim was Twilight. It was extremely boring in certain parts and I fail to see what is the hype about this show, as so many people whom have read the novel have claimed. Perhaps, this teenager romance story isn't my cup of tea anymore? I'm not sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my Christmas eve with my family, a bunch of cousins with the exception of Coco and Ken at my house. There was no festive parties that were outdoors or any big celebrations. It was just a simple gathering where we hang out, chit chat to each other, played mahjong and cards and watched movie together. Christmas day itself, we went down to Grandpa's house where we meet up with the "adults" and had a simple lunch together. Yes, that's how my Christmases have been turning out nowadays. No celebrations with friends, just family. Everyone is growing old and getting their own families and programs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a get together as a family on Saturday again, possibly the farewell gathering for my Uncle whose going to India for 6 months. Every Saturday evening has turned out to be a family gathering session. Ever since my grandma passed away, I felt that I was simply devoid of family get together time, being out with friends most of the time. It is when I regretted truly that I should have spent more time with people that are related by blood and are precious to me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhu and myself went down to Suntec on Sunday to have a go at the new DM Archery. $5 for 12 arrows, you get it much cheaper at Tampinines Safra. I was rather apprehensive at first, not liking the idea of making a fool out of myself in front of people who are watching behind my back. In the end, we both had a go at it. It turned out that I'm doing it way much better than my Zhu, haha, who was shooting outside of the range most of the time. Although he's better than me in archery shooting in virtual games, I'm better in real life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be New Year 2009. Nothing fanciful and no celebration, just another get together again. 2008 has just passed in a jiff, and time really flies. Approaching the big 3 sooner and sooner. My blog says it all for 2008. 2009, it will be another new chapter in all our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell 2008, and hello to 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-8421213129172702965?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8421213129172702965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/caught-bolt-and-ip-man-recently-on-last_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8421213129172702965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/8421213129172702965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/caught-bolt-and-ip-man-recently-on-last_29.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-7587831537933137912</id><published>2008-12-04T07:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know how sometimes you want to protect something or someone that you care, and therefore you don't openly rant about it? That's how I feel now. I am feeling very miserable about something that bugs me alot yet I am not able to rant about it. Why? Because I still love and care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to only my own surprise, I learn that perhaps I was the one who was just thinking it all along, that perhaps it was not reciprocated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupidity should come to an end by now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-7587831537933137912?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7587831537933137912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-how-sometimes-you-want-to_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7587831537933137912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/7587831537933137912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-how-sometimes-you-want-to_04.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-9207944403827672566</id><published>2008-12-03T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Knowing is one thing but actually seeing and witnessing it yourself can be quite overwhelming. Once again, the trust is being overthrown. I don't know what I am supposed to feel. I kinda feel bad with myself, cause I felt disgusted (about alamak). I was shocked initally, not knowing what to react, and suddenly I started crying. I actually felt sad about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-9207944403827672566?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9207944403827672566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/knowing-is-one-thing-but-actually_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/9207944403827672566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/9207944403827672566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/knowing-is-one-thing-but-actually_03.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4760723780434386759</id><published>2008-11-19T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To my Little Brownie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pet Brownie died today, being only 5 months old. I never lost an animal at such young age before. He apparently gotten some fungi infection, lost so much weight and grew so thin. He lost so much fur and his skin was red. I was going to bring him to a vet but he died before I could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have caused his death. My mom applied the medicine prescribed by the vet for her rabbit on him, and next day, which is today, he died. The medicine could be too harsh for his little liver. I felt very guilty, to cause his prematured death. He wouldn't have died if I just left it and brought him to a vet. He was still eating well and drinking well. What could mostly be the thing that killed him was us, applying wrong medication on him. I shouldn't have allowed my mom to apply it for him but I guess we were at good intentions. Never expecting that it could cause his death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week does not spell a good week. All the bad news and death of Brownie really overhaul all happiness and cast grey skies. I have my eyes cried till swollen and red. Sigh, I wish I can have a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Brownie, I'm sorry for the pain I caused you. I hope you will rest in peace and forgive me for my ignorance. I buried you under the plants, at the soil, down at my house, where I will remember you, each time i walked by there. I buried you in nice corn cob, with food and flowers surrounding you. I hope you wouldn't be hungry throughout your journey in the other world. I hope you forgive me for all bad I have done as an owner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4760723780434386759?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4760723780434386759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-my-little-brownie-my-pet-brownie_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4760723780434386759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4760723780434386759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-my-little-brownie-my-pet-brownie_19.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1026641648671805039</id><published>2008-11-18T03:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mommy has 2 things (cyst and fibroid) in her womb. We will only know whether it's benign or malignant when she goes to the check up next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurrying her to change her work schedule tomorrow so she can go to the polyclinic to get a referral cause she complained it's too expensive to go via GP but she insists there is no way to change her shifts. What the hell is so important than health? All this stupid people in Metro who are not flexible to changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Mommy is going to be okay. It's not the first time she had it. The last time round, we were lucky it was benign. It happened when I was in Australia and I only knew it when I'm back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me would like to go up and give her a hug but I don't dare to, for fear of crying before anything is decided. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1026641648671805039?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1026641648671805039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/mommy-has-2-things-cyst-and-fibroid-in_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1026641648671805039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1026641648671805039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/mommy-has-2-things-cyst-and-fibroid-in_18.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-2547071157692665333</id><published>2008-11-17T03:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I caught Evangelion (1.0): You are not alone, on last Sunday on OKTO. I must first admit, I have never watched any series of Evangelion before, so when I watched this movie, I didn't know exactly what it was about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression was that the main character was weak. As the movie progresses, I do realised that he has many emotions and issues that he have to deal with too, being 14 and fighting Angels of life and death, having a strange father (which I didn't know what he was up to), having no emotional attachment and bonding to any one. Perhaps, it was easy for me to judge him based on that superficiality that I saw, but deep down and behind, there could be things leading to what constitutes that personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of this type of anime, about machines, about war but it hooked me till the end of the show. Alot of emotions and feelings were conveyed in that movie, although dark at times, but it makes you think of certain things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should watch the episodes to really understand what's the hype about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-2547071157692665333?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2547071157692665333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-caught-evangelion-1_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2547071157692665333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/2547071157692665333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-caught-evangelion-1_17.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-3381517936784661045</id><published>2008-11-15T09:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Magdagascar Marathon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Magdagascar marathon movie night on Friday, don't get me wrong, I didn't pirated the cd to watch it. Instead, I watched it on the big screen at GV PS. LS suggested to catch that and since I'm an avid fan of cartoons, I agreed. So it was the 3 of us, Denise, LS and me that went to catch the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot initially that I would fall asleep as I watched part 1 before on the big screen and on TV last Sunday. Surprisingly, I did not. It could be: 1) I was busy eating my dinner and popcorn, 2) I was happily laughing away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was amazing was part 2 was even funnier! I did read the reviews and they said it was bad so I was quite skeptical about it. Yes, the plot did seem a bit empty but the laughter was real. I had a jolly good time laughing away at the movie. The greedy me even refilled the popcorn (we were allowed free flow of popcorn and drink). Stupidly, you have to go out of the cinema and queue at the counter for your refill, like whose going to do that during the movie. Naturally, everyone went during the interval. It was lightening ending to the hectic week of work which is going to get even more serious for the next 3 weeks. I will missed my TA yeah, she's so much lovelier than, oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phin's Steakhouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken brought me to Phin's Steakhouse for steak again on last Wed. Sadly, the standard of the food and the customer service dropped and it was disappointing. I used to enjoy the steaks from Phin's Steakhouse alot but now it's rather average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm been getting rather lazy and monotonous with my blog postings....think I lost the mood to really blog....blogging becomes a thing for me to remember things. Haha.....anyway, too tired and busy to blog also. And, if I stay over at Zhu's house, he will ask me to go sleep rather than blog. Anyway, sleep time now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-3381517936784661045?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3381517936784661045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/magdagascar-marathon-it-was-magdagascar_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3381517936784661045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/3381517936784661045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/magdagascar-marathon-it-was-magdagascar_15.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4575234256041469816</id><published>2008-11-10T06:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone is getting married or having babies. Been to Ken's colleague's baby 1st month sometime back. Chubby lil baby that was sleeping away. There were so many other babies that were there too, and Ken's Boss's son, the lil boy is as big as how long we were together. He's the lil baby that inspired my dear bf to first sms me. Dearie Azi also having her baby soon....and dearie Lionel is as chubby as a bag of rice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a life size human plaster? I did wahahahaha. I seen one big one, shorter than me though, that sticks to the object that needs to be plastered for as many hours as I seen. Evil yeah me....hehe....only LS and Ken will know what I'm talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slaved through 2 weeks and finished a project as well as a presentation for SIG. Think I did okay for the SIG, although it was rather last minute they told me to present. Got free gifts for being the speaker, a useful measuring tape that I could measure my hip fractured patients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Shawnie's birthday on 8th November and Xiaowen's super belated birthday too. For XW, we had it at Tampopo restaurant and yummy, I had my dosage of Japanese curry! Too bad, I didn't go to Mediya, which was a favourite place for me to frequent too but nevertheless, spend time catching up with JC mates, at the expense of me being called an Auntie for my hairstyle (mate! no one else said my hair looked auntish, all said it looked nice! nevertheless, it will determine my drive to grow it long again). As for Shawnie, it's our usual celebration at Grandpa's house coupled with cake and pictionary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite part? I'm going to Desaru, thanks to Zhu for his kindness! Finally a break overseas! Although short but at least worth it. Think I will be really tired after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4575234256041469816?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4575234256041469816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/everyone-is-getting-married-or-having_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4575234256041469816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4575234256041469816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/everyone-is-getting-married-or-having_10.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-4027724001641540153</id><published>2008-10-20T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a good rest this week which was unfortunately too short and too fast, but that's the end of the leave that I can take for this whole year, since my dear colleague will be going on long maternity leave soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to have my awaited Seafood Bisque from Saybons...and tried a new flavour, potato and leek. Tasted rather well, like mashed potatoes like Ken says. Shall try that in a big cup next time. Got to try a nice beef burger from this place that we usually dine at Plaza Sing. Ken is tempted by the burger, more than his beef cheese steak. The burger is really delicious, much more nicer than the beef burger at Botak Jones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got our bites on the delicious Thai food at Jalan Besar again. Mom and Coco came with us this time. We had our favourite tom yam soup, the chilli fish fillet, my favourite shrimp roll and chilli kang kong. The food was pretty cheap and how can I forgot, I had my long awaited pineapple rice! I loved the pineapple rice there, but unfortunately I can only have one small bowl else I will be growing too fat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Fri evening, together with Shawn and Ken (my cousin), we went to Bt Timah for Indian food. This time, I had dam briyani as I really wanted to eat briyani after watching Makan sutra. However, I still think the best briyani is at Zam Zam and Andra. Both Ken had nasi pattaya, and we also had our favourite naan and chicken tikka masala. Tried a new dish which both Ken and I preferred it over the chicken tikka masala, butter chicken! Very sweet and easy on the taste bud. Has a more sensous taste compared to our usual favourite. We decided to order that next time instead and forgo our favourite heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Pictionary over the weekends with my cousins. Hilarious laugh that we had over the horrible drawings that some of us had and the silly guesses that we made. Made me realised that some of my cousins really have small and terrible drawings, including myself too. We also played Charades and I can say some of my cousins can act well but some act really horrible haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Ken's ex malay colleague's house for Hari Raya. I really like the houes, so spacious and simple. I also missed having the nice Malay food especially rendang and to my happiness, there was nice rendang cooked by his colleague's mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had Mac breakfast today too and I can safely say my short rest was all filled with food expeditions haha. No wonder I'm so fat haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-4027724001641540153?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4027724001641540153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/had-good-rest-this-week-which-was_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4027724001641540153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/4027724001641540153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/had-good-rest-this-week-which-was_20.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002243526682637291.post-1937747666939765803</id><published>2008-10-12T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:28:07.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a good week so far after all that happened! Went for a relaxing and good facial on Tuesday, cleaned up my dirty choked up face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so tired this week despite not much patients. I wonder how will I cope when my TA goes on holiday for 3 weeks in November. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Liang Court on Thurs with Ken for our favourite Jap food. This time round we had curry rice. The curry sauce has no vege this time and the food was much more expensive. How things changed from the first time we had curry rice. Nevertheless, the food standard is still as good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Ktv on Sat with Denise. Dunno whether we are being contaminated by too much germs or she's not in good mood, we were all coughing and our throat feels funny or lack of voice. Still it was quite enjoyable to hang out although I'm sure she has her mind on other things too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Storm Rider the cartoon today with Ken. I have never see such a lousy cartoon....the graphics are not to my standard. Ken is making even more noises about it then I did. Watch the movie, don't bother with the cartoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT's leave for me next week .Got to rest very very well and have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002243526682637291-1937747666939765803?l=xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1937747666939765803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-good-week-so-far-after-all-that_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1937747666939765803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002243526682637291/posts/default/1937747666939765803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoxue-prettiesnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-good-week-so-far-after-all-that_12.html' title=''/><author><name>prettiesnow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18434294129012519420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
