<?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-27179163</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:16:29.938+08:00</updated><category term='bees'/><title type='text'>In Our Chamber of Lurve...</title><subtitle type='html'>i was called mischievious little princess wen i was in school. n tt name sticks till now. always find love interesting, full of adventures. thou' married wz 2 little princess, my luv for frens enlarge. ppl close to me, find me weird, cute, loyal, strict, cheeky, friendly......
i luv 2 be bubbly, i luv to read, i luv musics, i luv movies n i luv....(tts a secret)
i enjoy poetry, i often writes my own sentiment. a complicated person by nature but never had it shown.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27179163.post-6792650993865454952</id><published>2009-03-16T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:13:37.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Weekend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000"&gt;It was kind of a marathon last weekend... hehe....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000"&gt;As planned, my family, Ziela and Tasha watched Princess Disney on Ice.... It was a great experience to the kiddos as it was the first time we went....  From the upper seat which we've booked, we moved to the middle seat during intermission, hehe... Kiddos had a pendant of ariel and belle each, while yours truly got herself an ariel mug... Hubby on the other hand was a lil lucky as he found a mickey crown..... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000"&gt;After watching, Tasha picked Nor up from work and waited for us at FIL's place before all of us took Tasha's car to have our lunch at Simpang Bedok... Another plan was made for the same night, to watch a midnite movie... Ziela shared a cab with us on our back home.... and at 11pm, we met again at The Cathay for Race to Witch Mountain.... an enjoyable movie with the company of great people...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000"&gt;Bencoolen Link was next where we had our supper.... The four gerls "enjoyed" maggie goreng or shd we call it vegetable goreng... hehe.. while the only thorn among the petals, baby gorilla had cheese prata.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000"&gt;Conversations followed with laughter and never ending pics.... thanks to hubby for being a forced photographer .... ard 3.15am hubby and I reached home after sending Ziela ... Me on the other hand couldnt sleep until almost 4am.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000"&gt;Woke up early the next morning as Didi had to go for her madrasah class.... Me did a lil experiement on mini cakes, which turned out okay BUT probably i added slightly more of the vanilla powder and it tasted a lil weird... Well.... Ard 6pm, i was at Loreal's hair salon for a change of hairstyle...hehe...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff0000"&gt;(photos will be uploaded later, but FB contacts, u can chk on it *winks)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6792650993865454952?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6792650993865454952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6792650993865454952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6792650993865454952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6792650993865454952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/03/tiring-weekend.html' title='Tiring Weekend....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-6694781370373289481</id><published>2009-02-15T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:56:15.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penning my thoughts</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" size="3"&gt;i'm so much contented to be part of the T.A.P sistas.... &lt;br&gt;when i was asked by Mar to joined her to meet the Multiplians @ Marina,  I was a lil reserved, contemplating whether should i or not joined her, whether the gerls could accept me to be part of them, however, it turned out more than just being friendly, its the bonding which we built.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the session, i got more closed to the group named T.A.P sistas.... From the monthly gathering for birthday celebrations, hen's nite, weddings, hospitalization turned party, babies shower ceremony, iftar....  having our own blog, for updates, kinky-nites, photos, well, it makes the group grow close like a real sistas.... Never have I felt this sense of friendship before...and I'm glad we're still holding strong..... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yati, Mar, Nor, Tasha, Nana, Hilda, Sufy, Lynn, Ju, Yana, Yanti, Ziela, Izah, thanks for being more than a friend..... and I hope, we'll grow as a family as the years goes by..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its been a good start of the year for me personally, for my own self-development. Putting aside financial constraints as many of us are going through the recessions now..... &lt;br&gt;I was given my contract renewal early this month, where my contract had been renewed for another 3years. And to add on to it, the Diploma which I've been longing for, thou' i could have achieved it 10 years ago, if I had sticked to studying instead of working is finally in my own hands... Waiting for the graduation ceremony to complete the hardwork.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;And to the rest of my friends, do treasure whatever friendship you may have and hold on to it.... Thou family ties is stronger than any other things, we still need friends to complete our lives..... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6694781370373289481?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6694781370373289481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6694781370373289481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6694781370373289481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6694781370373289481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/02/penning-my-thoughts.html' title='penning my thoughts'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4879401726463296112</id><published>2009-02-12T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:43:32.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah, I ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;To those who have prayed for my success, THANK YOU so much....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;The day i've been waiting for, I CLEARED MY EXAMS..... finally..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Syukur, dunno how to express my feelings right now.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Did my first check around noon, my Organisational Behaviour result is out.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;and just 10mins ago, Shidah msged me to inform me Human Resource result is out, and this time re-exam has its grade..... yahoo... only 2 modules without grading and it does not matter to me anymore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Can't wait for the graduation ceremony.... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Once again, thanks to all, especially my T.A.P sistas who have been my moral support all this while.... *hugggsss.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;(the treat will be later ya.... hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4879401726463296112?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4879401726463296112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4879401726463296112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4879401726463296112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4879401726463296112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/02/alhamdulillah-i.html' title='Alhamdulillah, I ......'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4973792015708745484</id><published>2009-01-30T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:23:48.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of Jan09</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;how time flies.... i felt i juz penned down my New Year's wish, and now, when i'm back to blogging, its already end of Jan09...... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;i'm seriously too lazy to write lately, the 'L' syndrome is back, and I'm working hard to overcome it, hehe.... was quite occupied the last two weeks working on the CNY cookies and orange cakes orders... Alhamdulillah, i still have some buyers who still trust my baking. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Aniqah started well in Al-Iman. Although no experience miggling around frens nor going to Playgroup, she's a brave, bubbly little girl whom didnt even shed tears either in her transport or in class.... The only thing that she did on her 1st day of school was, to observe the behaviour of her schoolmates who are either crying or refuse to join in the class.... I sympathised with lil Kiki each time she returned home from school, she looks so tired, and most the time, she'll just fell asleep before Maghrib.... and i'll miss her mischief by then....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Nadyrah, is coping well in her P2. She started her tuition class 2 wks before school re-opens. Not easy being a Mummy nowadays... I wouldnt have the time to closely monitor her studies espescially when i'm still upgrading myself as well.... (speaking abt upgrading, i'm counting down to my exam results... OMG).... Didi is so much into drawing and colouring and at times it gets into my nerves when she refused or take her own time to focus on her studies... and, she's beginning to be vain, often time, you'll see her, swinging her hair, tie her hair with her own style, dress as if she's going out when she's actually at home... Mummy is having headache... she's only 8yrs old, and she has started to groom herself.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Me on the other hand, is having aches all over my body. First, probably was due to being tired with all the bakings, secondly, thanks to my computer chair, which refused to have me sitting on it... Ya, i was searching for some docs last weekend, and wanted to sit on my chair where my fisherman bag was on it too.. So, being lazy to remove the bag, i sat on the edge of the chair... and what happened next, the chair moved to the back, and i slipped to the ground, (mcm nangka busuk sey)... i thought no one noticed, then, my lil Kiki and my mum happened to pass by my room, and the latter asked, "What happened to you?"... haiz, lil Kiki started gigling... must be wondering, what is my mummy doing half lying infront of the computer table... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Work is little disorganised these few days..... told you, when i'm down with the 'L' syndrome everything goes haywire.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Met up with my TAP sistas last Sunday, at Mar's abode, in celebration of lil Harith shower's ceremony... Am so happy to meet up with them.... its been quite sometimes we gather and have fun and crazy time together.... Next, Feb's organiser, Mar, please be more creative, on how to be crazy.... before your dear friend here turns into a zombie.. hehe... (oh, btw, budget2 ah sikit eh, maklum, tgh krisis kewangan... )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Going for another baby shower ceremony tomorrow, at Reny's adobe..... Decided to spare some of my time to meet up with my ex-SilkAir's colleague... its been really a long long time, since i last met them.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;That's it for now..... do wait for whatever pics which need to be upload... told you, i'm down with the 'L' syndrome.... ahhahahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4973792015708745484?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4973792015708745484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4973792015708745484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4973792015708745484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4973792015708745484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-jan09.html' title='end of Jan09'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8124868318567295230</id><published>2009-01-14T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:55:16.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luv Ya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="924" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt;One day a woman's husband died, and on that clear, cold morning, &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;in the warmth of their bedroom, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the wife was struck with the pain of learning that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;sometimes there isn't any more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;No more hugs,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt;no more special moments to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;no more 'just one minute.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;never to return before we can say good-bye,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;say &lt;b&gt;'I LOVE YOU'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So while we have it, it's best we love it, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;care for it, fix it when it'sbroken &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and heal it when it's sick. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is true for marriage ... And old cars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt;.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;And&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; children with bad report cards, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt;and dogs with bad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt;hips, &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;aging parents and grandparents. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We keep them because &lt;u&gt;they&lt;/u&gt; are worth it, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;because &lt;u&gt;we&lt;/u&gt; are worth it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Some things we keep -- &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;like a best friend who moved away or a&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;classmate we grew up with. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;There are just some things that make us happy, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;no matter what. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Life is important, like people we know who are special. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And so, we keep them close! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I received this from someone who thought I was a 'keeper'! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I sent it to the People I think of in the same way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Now it's your turn to send this to all&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;those people Who are 'keepers' in your life. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Suppose one morning you never wake up, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;do all your friends know you love them? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was thinking...I could die today, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;tomorrow or next week, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and I wondered if&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I had any wounds needing to be healed, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;friendships that needed rekindling or&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;three words needing to be said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Let every one of your friends know you love them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Even if you think they don't love you back, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;you would be amazed at what those three little words and&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;a smile can do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And just in case GOD calls me home&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I LOVE YA!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#820040" size="4"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Live today to the fullest, because tomorrow is not promised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8124868318567295230?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8124868318567295230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8124868318567295230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8124868318567295230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8124868318567295230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/01/luv-ya.html' title='Luv Ya...'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-942965283703839370</id><published>2009-01-10T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:08:19.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesepian....</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kebahagian yang dikecapi tidak pernah berpanjangan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Malah kedukaan yang kerap menemani...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sampai bilakah ujian ini dapat dibendung.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ya Tuhan, berikanlah ku sedikit kekuatanmu..... agar dapat aku terus bertahan.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bukan mudah untuk ku menyembunyikan kesedihan ini.....di balik senyum tawa ku....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bukan mudah juga untuk aku menahan amarah ini.... yang semakin menyemarak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dan bukan mudah untuk aku menanggung rindu yang kupendam.... yang semakin mendalam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ya Rabb, sukar rasanya untuk aku menipu perasaan ini yang sebenarnya merasa kesepian....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-942965283703839370?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/942965283703839370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=942965283703839370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/942965283703839370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/942965283703839370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/01/kesepian.html' title='Kesepian....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-6804170423470334753</id><published>2009-01-09T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:59:07.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanya Ingin Kau Tahu..... Repvblik</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff" size="3"&gt;What i did last night was composing another poem out of the song, Hanya Ingin Kau Tahu.... I'm back to my old hobby of composing imaginative poems or stories.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff" size="3"&gt;One of my favourite song currently, with its rhythm and lyrics which I find so smooth and touching....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" size="3"&gt;********************************************************************&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semakin lama hubungan ini kulalui,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semakin perit kurasa luka dihati ini.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apakah aku yang bersalah kerna tidak memahami dirimu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" size="3"&gt;Atau kau yang tidah  pernah mengerti hati ini..... &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                    Semua impian dan anganku......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;                    Kau ragut dengan perlahan.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;                   Ku lelah dengan sikapmu.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;                  Sampai bila kuharus bertahan.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif"&gt;Masihkah ade cinta diantara kita.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atau ianya telah lama kau leraikan.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sesungguhnya kau tidah pernah tahu sedalam mana cinta ini.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Betapa ku ingin sentiasa bersamamu hingga ke akhir nafas hidupku......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#cc33cc" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times" color="#3366ff" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6804170423470334753?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6804170423470334753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6804170423470334753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6804170423470334753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6804170423470334753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/01/hanya-ingin-kau-tahu-repvblik.html' title='Hanya Ingin Kau Tahu..... Repvblik'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8342657212252569604</id><published>2009-01-01T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:47:58.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*****another composition*****</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;andai kau tahu bertapa lukanya hati ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;tak mungkin kau akan melakukannya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;penyesalan bukanlah akhir persoalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;malah ia juga tidak wujud dalam kamus harianku.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;setiap detik nafasku diiringi dengan pelbagai persoalan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;persoalan yang kerap diulang tayang dimindaku....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;aku ketandusan akal untuk mencari jalan penyelesaiannya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;font-style: italic;"&gt;aku lelah untuk terus mengharunginya......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;i came out with this poetry while i was at Masjid Al-Iman waiting for my class to start last tuesday... it's been a long time since i compose one..... nothing personal, just another creativity that strike spontaneously.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8342657212252569604?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8342657212252569604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8342657212252569604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8342657212252569604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8342657212252569604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-composition.html' title='*****another composition*****'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4567648008817377488</id><published>2008-12-31T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:58:56.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For whatever reason, it seems my eyes are wide awake on the start of the new year.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Its very unusual of me to pen down my thoughts at this hour, usually i'm drowned in my dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I left the last few days of 2008 with heartfelts towards my close frens.... Danial, baby of Mar who was tested positive for meningitis had his insertion done last Monday. Visited him yesterday after work together with my 2 princessess... Its really sad to see his tiny hand bandaged due to plug...  Then, Zack broke the news to me on Tuesday afternoon, that his dad had passed away... Al-Fateha to Arwah pakcik Razak, whom i've known him to be a quiet and humble fartherly figure....May Allah placed him among his best candidates....  Almarhum reminded me of my late dad who suffered heart failure, and there is a possibility that it could be his cause of death.... I was quite disturbed the last few days, hearing these news... and was at my lowest emotional level on Tuesday while I was at Masjid Al-Iman for my ESS course....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The year had passed so fast without us even realising that it had even ended.... I don't quite believe in resolution probably because I've never had the chance to achieve it....  But what I do look forward in 2009 is for me to proudly hold my graduation roll, which i've long strived to achieve it.... May the year 2009 brings more joy to my family, good health and most importantly freed of all problems.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY THE NEW YEAR FULFILL THE WISHES OF YOU TOO..........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4567648008817377488?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4567648008817377488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4567648008817377488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4567648008817377488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4567648008817377488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-7277983026862035540</id><published>2008-12-23T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:21:54.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harith Admitted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#6633ff"&gt;Dear Dearies.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#6633ff"&gt;I had just received a call from Mar... her baby Harith is admitted due to high fever..... since yesterday, and Mar's condition is also not in a good health. She claimed that her stitches swells a lil..... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#6633ff"&gt;I seek your understanding on postponing our plans to have a gathering at her place. She did mention that she wont be able to commit to the gathering as well....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#6633ff"&gt;Our doa for her and her baby for speed recovery.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-7277983026862035540?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7277983026862035540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=7277983026862035540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7277983026862035540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7277983026862035540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/12/harith-admitted.html' title='Harith Admitted'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5729581846698683984</id><published>2008-12-22T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:02:15.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm extremely sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;with eyes half-opened, i wish i'm at home right now.... snuggling in my comforter....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;thanks to yesterday's match... i was one of the 55,000 spectators at National Stadium, together with my own family and sis family witnessing the many chances of the Lions trying to score goals, but in the end, being defeated by the Vietnamese for just a counter-attack.... Arrghhh, yup, its very frustrating, espescially when its 10mins away to full time. Still hoping for a goal during the 4mins extra time, its obvious victory is not in the hand of the Lions.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;Nevertherless, its the spirit that brought the spectators and the players together. There are still many chances to come.... and we'll definitely be there at the stadium again. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;Pics will be uploaded when I'm free.... First lesson of my Employability Skills System tonight at Masjid Al-Iman... oh dear, i hope i wont fall asleep....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5729581846698683984?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5729581846698683984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5729581846698683984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5729581846698683984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5729581846698683984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-extremely-sleepy.html' title='i&amp;#39;m extremely sleepy'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-6666966966545752110</id><published>2008-12-19T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:32:10.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Sometimes u wished it never happened......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Cos' once you've started it, it is difficult to end....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, this is juz a random remarks......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6666966966545752110?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6666966966545752110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6666966966545752110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6666966966545752110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6666966966545752110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes_19.html' title='Sometimes.....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3797669004600761221</id><published>2008-12-19T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:32:00.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Sometimes u wished it never happened......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Cos' once you've started it, it is difficult to end....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, this is juz a random remarks......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3797669004600761221?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3797669004600761221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3797669004600761221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3797669004600761221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3797669004600761221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes.....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2236141321796972243</id><published>2008-12-19T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:20:54.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahagiakah ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Tms Rmn" size="5"&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Bahagiakah perkahwinan hanya kerana cinta!!??? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Barangkali kisah ini boleh menjadi renungan bagi kita, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;terutamanya yang ingin berumah tangga : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Sans Unicode" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Alkisah, seorang pemuda miskin bernama Jamil, berasal &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;dari Benut, Pontian. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Keluarganya hanyalah keluarga sederhana.Tidaklah &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;disebut miskin. Ayahnya sehari-hari bekerja sebagai &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;tukang jahit dikampungnya. Karena kegigihannya, Jamil &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;berjaya melanjutkan pelajaran hingga ke UTM walaupun &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;dengan perbelanjaan seadanya. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Semasa semester 3 di kampus, Jamil jatuh hati pada &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;seorang gadis bernama Ayu Sofea, juga sama-sama kuliah &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;di fakulti yang sama. Ayu adalah putri seorang tokoh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;korporat ternama di daerah Johor Bahru dan juga dari &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;keturunan diraja. Walaupun secara ekonomi, mereka jauh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;berbeza,namun itu tidak menghalang keduanya untuk &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;saling mencintai. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Ayah Ayu yang mengetahui putrinya begitu mencintai &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;pemuda dari keturunan biasa, tak mampu mencegah gelora &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;cinta putrinya. Maka setelah keduanya lulus, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;pernikahan keduanyapun diselenggarakan dengan meriah. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Pesta besar-besaran diadakan untuk mengiringi nikahan. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Ayah Jamil yang tak punya banyak harta, hanya dapat &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;memberikan bantuan sumbangan pakaian,langsir,sarung &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;bantal, yang semuanya dibuat dan dijahit sendiri khas &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;untuk pernikahan anaknya. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Bahagiakah Ayu bersanding dengan Jamil ? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Ternyata kebahagiaan mereka tidak berlangsung lama. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Tibalah saatnya malam pengantin tiba. Mereka berduapun &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;memasuki peraduan dengan bahagia. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Namun,ketika Jamil membuka pakaiannya dan tinggal &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;hanya memakai seluar dalam, berteriaklah Ayu dengan &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;kuat, sebelum akhirnya pengsan tak sedarkan diri. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Jamil masih dalam kebingungan dan tidak tahu kenapa &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;isterinya histeria dan pengsan. Dilihatnya seluar &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;dalam yang dipakai. Adeh !!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Jamil lupa yang seluar dalam itu dijahit oleh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;ayahnya, dibuat dari kain bekas bungkus tepung gandum. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Di tengah seluar dalam itu masih terpampang jelas tulisan, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;"BERAT BERSIH 25 KG". &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;Sudah tentu Ayu terus pengsan melihatnya. Ayu tidak &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;dapat membayangkan seberapa besar isinya dengan berat &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;sebegitu. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;Serius&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt; nampak baca yek......???!!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;hahahahah...ha... ha... ha....!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;p/s-jgn mare... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#cc0000" size="3"&gt;DAH BUAT KERJA TU..... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2236141321796972243?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2236141321796972243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2236141321796972243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2236141321796972243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2236141321796972243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/12/bahagiakah.html' title='Bahagiakah ????'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5307811500506922103</id><published>2008-12-09T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:28:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.... the stress is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;I was on leave the whole of last week..... to sit for 2 of my papers, Human Resource Management as well as Organizational Behaviour; on 2nd and 5th Dec respectively... and if these 2 papers cleared, i'll be getting my long-awaited diploma... "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;biar lambat asal dapat"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ..... result will only be out mid of Feb next year... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;It was getting more stressful when, I couldnt absorb what i've read the weeks before the exam, on top of that still enjoying my time with the TAP sistas on 28th Nov... hiakakaka....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;I began to fully concentrate on my reading a day before my OB paper and imagine, having to put all theories into my brain cells within 24hrs is no joke.... Before going to Wdland library, i had to return my domestic helper to the agent as she was totally a no help to us... i could simply label her as LAZY.... and in the evening at 6pm, i picked up my new one..... continued my reading from home, and the next day, get ready to be in school by 1030am for a last minute absorbtion... note, exam is at 2pm.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;Alhamdulillah, what i studied for that, majority was out... the only losses which i felt was not able to absorb more for OB... i'd probably be able to do better... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;Same goes to HRM, Rin and I intend to continue our study for HRM after our OB exam... but we were really exhausted and finally decided to leave our school library before 7pm.... went home, relax, watch tv, read a lil and off to bed....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;Wed, i was at the Wdland library as early as the door was yet to be opened. haha... gotta place to sit and waited for Rin.... she, on the other hand, was still disturbed by OB paper, hence concentration level decreases... Me, by 4pm, decided to stop and went for groceries shopping wz hubby.... The study continued on Thurs at the library again, and the urge to really clear HRM paper was very strong... We couldnt afford to fail this paper.... cos' another failure on this will lead to another re-module, and re-module would mean, paying around $400 plus and 1 thing we dread most, PROJECT.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;Finally, Friday at 2pm, we got ready to sit for the paper... hmm, this time the paper was much simplified than my first attempt.... and majority of our classmates agreed.... Alhamdulillah, syukur pada Allah, i'm able to answer the questions that i'm most comfortable with... I totally focused on my writings, and at that point of time, i really squeezed my brain to let all the info out, and told myself, once this is done, i'm gonna give what i've studied back to the paper....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;And yes indeed, the moment i left the examination room, i was unable to recall what i've learnt.... Till today, i've returned it all back to the questions.. haha... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;Rin and I released our stressed out by going to Breeks and watched Quarantine... (and the latter give us more stressed....haha)..... the suspense caused us to freak out.... Rin screamed the loudest... hahaha...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3333ff"&gt;Hopefully it'll be a new beginning in 2009 without having to look at another diploma modules..... AMIN... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5307811500506922103?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5307811500506922103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5307811500506922103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5307811500506922103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5307811500506922103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-stress-is-over.html' title='Finally.... the stress is over'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8722031009819804491</id><published>2008-10-22T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:20:26.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bcos' its my biRThDaY....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;i'm so touched and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;i'm so happy....... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;bcos' not only they remembered my birthday....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;they made my birthday a special ones this year.......&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;Last night i was telling myself, i'm gonna be a year older, and there wont be much fun and celebration like i used to have before.... unlike school time, we'll probably have a piece of clothing spared in our school bags.... in fear of eggs, flour and water bomb being thrown to us...... mini celebration at the canteen, photo takings.... a special gift by your boyfrens.... wishes by schoolmates... and so on..... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;But, at 1208 in the morning, my first birthday msg was sent by my Hubby, and then followed by Lynn.... (one of my TAP sistas).... and from 7.15am onwards, i continued to receive more birthday msgs from my other circle of friends, cousin and sister..... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;Hours passed by as usual in the office, until 9.15am, John a colleague of mine, passed me a present of a STHURLING watch, which hubby had asked me to order from him, for my birthday..... Then, special birthday wish from someone dear, Mar.... and it continued with more wishes from the TAP sistas...... that brings me to more emotions.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;While having lunch, i received a call from Hubby, asking me to meet him at the podium..... the first thing tt comes to my mind is a bouquet of flowers..... I saw 3 bags of plastic containing, Royals pies, Royal Truffle Cake and 2 bottles of drinks, complete with paper cups, plates, forks and spoons but no bouquet of flower, hehe.... It almost brought me to tears.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#cc33cc"&gt;Thank you Love, for the thoughts... to allow me to celebrate by birthday with my colleagues, taking the initiative to collaborate with Suhaimi yesterday, to check on the no of people exist in my workplace.... There were so much of pies, and i had to share it with most of my colleagues as most of my team are on leave..... but i'm still HAPPY.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#cc33cc"&gt;Having distributed the cakes and pies, more birthday wishes poured in, and Amin to all the wishes... and my wish this year...... may i be blessed with more love and hope Allah will fulfill my desire to have a baby boy.... AMIN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;"&gt;(&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;i brought a camera along with me, but gundu me, the camera was not charged... hence, only  managed to take a pic of my cake....)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8722031009819804491?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8722031009819804491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8722031009819804491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8722031009819804491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8722031009819804491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/10/bcos-its-my-birthday.html' title='bcos&amp;#39; its my biRThDaY....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-543644768930297989</id><published>2008-10-22T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:28:50.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my other half....... </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Dearest Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tms Rmn"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today must be one of the best day every year for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have looked forward to this day everyday before though you dread the numbers adding on to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have always wish the best and all the happiness for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were there for me like no others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have listen to me like no others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have felt for me like no others and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have cried for me like no others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today must be one of the best day every year for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I believed that you have looked forward to this day everyday before for this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here I am with all the wishes you have been waiting to hear…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you like I love my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you like I miss my own happiness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like your company when you are around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It always felt so warm like being cuddled up in the rainy days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But most of all, the one thing I love about you;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were always sincere and I know you love me too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So since today is the best day every year for you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to make the best of it to say how much I really love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To My Dearest Friend….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;(sadly, i was unable to copy the graphics, it was so beautiful complete with its sayings.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;To my other half........ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;thanks for the birthday-loved-wish..... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;u too have always been there for me, all these years.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;i'm so grateful God created you as my Friend.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;i had never believe in bestfriend before, but YOU proved to me you are the ONE for me....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;the best birthday wish i've ever had in my 29 years...... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#3333ff"&gt;thank you so much, and i love you too....... Siti Kamariah Mahli)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-543644768930297989?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/543644768930297989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=543644768930297989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/543644768930297989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/543644768930297989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-my-other-half.html' title='From my other half....... '/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-7915625345733765805</id><published>2008-10-09T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:50:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Here i am, sitting infront of my lappie, wz fever still residing in me, and a bad headache....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was unwell since tues, and yest, still on both feet to work and joined my division for a SingTel Satellite visit....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I began to feel cold throughout the journey, and luckily I brought my jacket along with me.... The visit was no longer fun for me as I began to feel the heat in my body.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Luckily it all ended at 4.30pm and when I reached home at 5.15pm, I blanket myself immediately... After Maghrib, called hubby up at work, and requested him to accompany me to Zam Family Clinic....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Yup, I was down with high fever of 38.3 degree, probably a gastric flu he said.... As I vomitted gas before going to him..... 2 days mc was given to me.... and now, &lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm sourcing for my project details which is due next Tues.... ARGHHH....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-7915625345733765805?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7915625345733765805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=7915625345733765805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7915625345733765805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7915625345733765805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-with-fever.html' title='Down with Fever'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-447887556010951002</id><published>2008-09-19T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:54:52.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ff6600"&gt;Its been quite sometime I hadnt been blogging.... peeping on the multiplians web, without leaving any comment, that's what i've been doing.... hehe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ff6600"&gt;A very busy week I would say.... With the first Sat of the Ramadhan week, an Iftar was held at my place with close family break fast together... Full of laughter, fun, and most importantly, BONDING.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ff6600"&gt;Had my 3 days course on Re-Awakening Our Creative Minds from 10-12th Sep... 3 days full of excitement and activities to work on... It really did open up the creativity of one's mind... and a lot was learnt from the Trainer. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#ff6600"&gt;Did my cookies shopping after my course @ Phoon Huat Jurong, and began my first baking of my customers order last Saturday. All alone, without my baby gorilla's help this time, and finished my 18th bottles of my almond choc at 11 plus at night. Few more bottles to go after receiving new orders of it. Probably will do it tomorrow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#ff6600"&gt;My choc chips cookies was finally completed yesterday evening for my customers as well as myself. Tonight, i'm thinking of doing the fancy ice-cream biscuit. Hopefully, could complete it all by tonight.... Time is running out, I still need to do my colleague's request on pineapple tarts plus MY OWN cookies.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#ff6600"&gt;Last Tues, another marathon day for me.... I had to pick my domestic helper from Nora Employment during my lunch hour. Had myself chauffeured by my hubby's fren from MOEHQ-Wdland Mart-CCK and back to MOEHQ.... and my taxi fare was close to $50.... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; and on the same day, i had my lesson in the evening... TIRED GILER.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#ff6600"&gt;I'm still wondering if I am able to join the T.A.P for our Iftar this 26th... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#ff6600"&gt;I'm really running out of time.... (is there a reliable fairy that could help me out... hehe)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-447887556010951002?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/447887556010951002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=447887556010951002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/447887556010951002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/447887556010951002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2582004002283859639</id><published>2008-09-16T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:43:54.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Multiple Intelligence Assessment.... very much describing me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b class="headline"&gt;Your top three intelligences:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="400" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr valign="top" align="middle"&gt; &lt;td class="bodytext" width="85"&gt;&lt;i class="tableheading"&gt;Intelligence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="85"&gt;&lt;i class="tableheading"&gt;Score (5.0 is highest)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="230"&gt;&lt;i class="tableheading"&gt;Description&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td colspan="3"&gt; &lt;hr size="1"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td width="85"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Language" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-language.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="headline" width="85"&gt; &lt;center&gt;4 &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="230"&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Language: &lt;/b&gt;You enjoy enjoy saying, hearing, and seeing words. You like telling stories. You are motivated by books, records, dramas, opportunities for writing. Effective techniques of enhancing your learning using your language intelligence include reading aloud, especially plays and poetry. Another idea is to write down reflections on what you've read. You may also enjoy exploring and developing your love of words, i.e., meanings of words, origin of words and idioms, names. Use different kinds of dictionaries. Other ideas:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul class="bodytext"&gt; &lt;li&gt;Keep a journal&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;Use a tape recorder to tape stories and write them down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;Read together, i.e., choral reading&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;Read a section, then explain what you've read&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;Read a piece with different emotional tones or viewpoints — one angry, one happy, etc. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;Trade tall tales, attend story-telling events and workshops&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;Research your name &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td colspan="3"&gt; &lt;hr size="1"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td width="85"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Math" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-math.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="headline" width="85"&gt; &lt;center&gt;3.43 &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="230"&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logic/math:&lt;/b&gt;You enjoy exploring how things are related, and you like to understand how things work. You like mathematical concepts, puzzles and manipulative games. You are good at critical thinking. Here are ways to work with this intelligence in your lessons:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Arrange cartoons and other pictures in a logical sequence.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Sort, categorize, and characterize word lists.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;While reading a story, stop before you've finished and predict what will happen next.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Explore the origins of words.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Play games that require critical thinking. For example, pick the one word that doesn't fit: chair, table, paper clip, sofa. Explain why it doesn't fit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Work with scrambled sentences. Talk about what happens when the order is changed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;After finishing a story, mind map some of the main ideas and details.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Write the directions for completing a simple job like starting a car or tying a shoe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Make outlines of what you are going to write or of the material you've already read. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Look for patterns in words. What's the relationship between heal, health, and healthier?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Look at advertisements critically. What are they using to get you to buy their product? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td colspan="3"&gt; &lt;hr size="1"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td width="85"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Self" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-self.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="headline" valign="top" width="85"&gt; &lt;center&gt;3.43 &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="230"&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Self: &lt;/b&gt;You have a very good sense of self. You like to spend time by yourself and think things over. You will often take in information from another person, mull it over by yourself, and come back to that person later to discuss it. You like working on projects on your own. You often prefer to learn by trial and error. Effective techniques to enhance your learning include keeping a journal and giving yourself time to reflect on new ideas and information. More ideas:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Go on "guided imagery" tours. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Set aside time to reflect on new ideas and information. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Encourage journal writing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Work on the computer. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Practice breathing for relaxation. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Use brainstorming methods before reading. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Listen to and read "how to" tapes and books. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;li class="bodytext"&gt;Read cookbooks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;hr size="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b class="headline"&gt;The scores for your other five intelligences:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr valign="top" align="middle"&gt; &lt;td width="80"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Body" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-body.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Social" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-social.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Musical" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-musical.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Spatial" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-spatial.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Nature" src="http://literacyworks.org/mi/images/icon-nature.gif" width="75"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top" align="middle"&gt; &lt;td class="tableheading" width="80"&gt;3.43&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="tableheading" valign="top" align="middle" width="80"&gt;3.29&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="tableheading" valign="top" align="middle" width="80"&gt;3.29&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="tableheading" valign="top" align="middle" width="80"&gt;3&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="tableheading" valign="top" align="middle" width="80"&gt;2.57&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;Just because these five are not in your top three doesn’t mean you’re not strong in them. If your average score for any intelligence is above three, you’re probably using that intelligence quite often to help you learn. Take a look at the &lt;a href="http://literacyworks.org/mi/practice/index.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Practice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; section to see how to engage all your intelligences. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2582004002283859639?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2582004002283859639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2582004002283859639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2582004002283859639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2582004002283859639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-multiple-intelligence-assessment.html' title='My Multiple Intelligence Assessment.... very much describing me'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-9042471305731926247</id><published>2008-09-04T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:08:41.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madah Cinta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Ibarat bayang bayang sendiri,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Ingatan kepada yang diKasihi,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Akan Mengekori kemana sahaja kita pergi......&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Ku nilai cintamu persis cahaya dilangit biru,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Ku nilai hasratku, setekal air lautan madu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Sentiasa ada.......... Indah dan Syahdu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Mimpiku hanya satu, bak lautan Hindi dan langit Bali&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Becanda tanpa jemu di kaki-langit Mu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Di horizon hatiku&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Langit biru dan laut madu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc66cc"&gt;Pasti akan bertemu................&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-9042471305731926247?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/9042471305731926247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=9042471305731926247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/9042471305731926247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/9042471305731926247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/09/madah-cinta.html' title='Madah Cinta...'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-6936370251135936516</id><published>2008-07-31T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:34:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a post from my niece...... and she says it all.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 180%;"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff" size="6"&gt;I AM SO EXCITED!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228691499904627778" style="DISPLAY: block;MARGIN: 0px auto 10px;CURSOR: hand;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yi5S4Rk_rUI/SJALN2PrdEI/AAAAAAAABBw/OvCZwsdSQNg/s400/Invitation+2.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 78%;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;(points above)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 130%;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;THIS IS WHY!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 85%;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;(Ahem, I did the invitation card.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;My aunt is holding a birthday party for her two daughters this Saturday! And no, it's not just any ordinary party!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 130%;"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff" size="5"&gt;IT'S A PRINCESS-THEMED BIRTHDAY PARTY!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;We're talking about princess cups, plates, banners, balloons, table cloth and everything there is going to be princess-ed! Oh and there's a dress/colour code. Everybody has to wear pink, white or blue!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;So, everything you find there will be in either pink, white or blue! How cool is that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;Oh my gosh! My aunt bought this Princess backdrop thing, and we're going to paste it on the wall so that people can take pictures with the princesses! And and, my mom bought this Princess piñata, and we're going to hit it and sweets and confetti will come pouring on us!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;SO EXCITING PLEASE.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;And just yesterday and the day before, my sister, my mom and I tied small ribbons on the forks and spoons. Come on, coloured utensils are so expensive. So, we decided to just tie ribbons on them. Blue ribbon on the fork and pink ribbon on the spoon. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;Okay fine, I didn't tie the ribbons coz I do not have the patience and it is just so complicated. So I just cut the ribbons. Which is actually a really important job so don't look down on me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;And of course I am going to dress according to the dress code. But since its going to be a long day and I will be running about (I think!), I am not going to wear some white floral dress with pink and blue ribbons all over it. I am just going to wear my mom's white Giordano shirt and my blue jeans. Maybe, I'll wear pink-coloured contact lenses. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;Now you're asking, "Why on Earth is Jannah telling me what she is going to wear? I am not even going!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff"&gt;Scroll back to the top and read the first four words of the post!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 180%;"&gt;I AM SO EXCITED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;So pardon my excitement.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6936370251135936516?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6936370251135936516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6936370251135936516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6936370251135936516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6936370251135936516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-from-my-niece-and-she-says-it-all.html' title='a post from my niece...... and she says it all.....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Yi5S4Rk_rUI/SJALN2PrdEI/AAAAAAAABBw/OvCZwsdSQNg/s72-c/Invitation+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27179163.post-3065491123028828567</id><published>2008-07-13T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T13:57:52.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopppinnnggg Spreee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Friday, after work, hubby, both gerls and myself went to Lot1 after Maghrib....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted to get my bermudas as this Wednesday, my division is having a walk to the Southern Ridges... (yup a 3.5km walk) plus Treasure Hunt organised by the ITB Co-ord.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, we had a lil shopping at Ocean Pacific, where I grab a bermudas and a shirt, whilst the two kiddos, got for themselves a bermudas too.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that shopped for my _ _ _ _ _ gar_ _ _ts, hehe.... and raccee on camera.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;i gave away my camera to SIL few months ago, and now began missing for a new camera as my SE does not capture good quality pics.... i couldnt decide on Sony or Casio Exilim, hence, hubby told me to think overnight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday, after sending Didi for her tuition class, and taking a short nap, i suddenly shook hubby up and told him of the camera.... hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, off we go to Best Denki again, and this time i opt on Sony.... a touch-screen camera, with sharp pictures.... and its PINK in colour... haha... overall, i'm HAPPY with it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;After fetching didi, went to Parkway Parade to look for the party decorations.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;balloons.... backdrop princess sheet.... princess castle gas balloon..... spent $100 at the shop, and the only stuff missing is the party pack..... my sis bought the table cloth.... kids princess paper plate and cups..... princess bday "banner".... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i'm so excited....... Yeehaa..... 60% complete, except for the raw stuffs and birhday cake....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went for makan at East Coast, before we finally head for home at 11pm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gonna wait for hubby to come home from work later.... and he is suggesting Middle Road to look for more party stuffs..... and after that, I'll be going to Esplanade, to watch Romzi and Juleha.... YEAH.... with my bestie...... Mak Buyong....haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3065491123028828567?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3065491123028828567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3065491123028828567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3065491123028828567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3065491123028828567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/07/shopppinnnggg-spreee.html' title='Shopppinnnggg Spreee...'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4394167165763817104</id><published>2008-06-30T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:08:35.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chic's Nite</title><content type='html'> I was part of the organising committee doing small contribution for the Chic's Nite last Friday...&lt;br&gt;i did the guestbook, where, bride-to-be Tutee, had to parade from Plaza Singapura towards Orchard Road getting well-wishes from GUYS.... (i think none of her well wishes is Malay guy, if i remember correctly...hmm)... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, it was a fun nite, filled with laughter, jokes and all sorts of amusement.... its really fun to be with the T.A.P sisters.... Not only Tutee was dressed up on that nite, US, had to wear a Chic's tag too to be Tutee's "bridesmaids"....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I did not bring my camera and my SE, does not produce good quality pics... therefore, these are the links to the pics.... (they are the main camerawoman, apart from Mar and &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharyana.multiply.com/photos/album/335/Tutees_hen_Night#3"&gt;http://sharyana.multiply.com/photos/album/335/Tutees_hen_Night#3&lt;/a&gt;  - Hilda&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://novembergal.multiply.com/photos/album/165/CHICKYS_NITE"&gt;http://novembergal.multiply.com/photos/album/165/CHICKYS_NITE&lt;/a&gt; - Nor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://doraemongal.multiply.com/photos/album/176#"&gt;http://doraemongal.multiply.com/photos/album/176#&lt;/a&gt; - doraemongal&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt=""&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4394167165763817104?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4394167165763817104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4394167165763817104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4394167165763817104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4394167165763817104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/06/chic-nite.html' title='Chic&amp;#39;s Nite'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-378239396238134846</id><published>2008-06-24T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T12:17:29.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness at the end of the stress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#33cc00"&gt;Yippee... the two re-exam papers which i took in Mar, E-commerce &amp; Biz Policy, was finally cleared.... Official result is out today, but as usual, the KS side of me, yesterday morning i began looking out for the results... It was finally out in the late evening when I checked before I left work, and finally it showed P... passing grade for re-exam papers....(who cares how much i score, so long i do not have to re-module it) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#33cc00"&gt;2 re-modules which I have endure, HRM(which i'm currently taking) &amp; OB (planning to take in Aug), before I could grab my Diploma scroll, with God's willings.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#33cc00"&gt;Double happiness shared between Me and Bestie, who had her pregnancy checked yesterday.... 12.5weeks pregnant, and she's all well wz her baby.... an ecstatic mother-to-be....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#33cc00"&gt;Gonna meet her up and the rest of the multiplians this Friday @ Plaza SIN.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-378239396238134846?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/378239396238134846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=378239396238134846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/378239396238134846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/378239396238134846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/06/happiness-at-end-of-stress.html' title='happiness at the end of the stress...'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4055329110539800442</id><published>2008-06-09T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:29:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally its all over....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;the stress that i had the last few weeks, is finally over..... yup2, i finally managed to get over the disappoinment, haha... thinking abt it again, i was probably too tired during the last period and the weeks after, also too hopeful of getting pregnant... tat cud be the reason for the delay in period....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;i met up wz Prof Ho, at SGH last Wed, after analysing and all that, he gave me a menstrual chart and ask me to monitor my spottings for the next two weeks before doing a preg test again... but the next two days after seeing Prof Ho, i had the most terrible menses of my life.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;what happened to the spottings actually are "old blood".... the blood from my previous menses did not flow out fully, hence, develop some linings in the uterus.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;in conclusion, i'm not preg neither was there any serious prob... hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;it took me three days to fully get over it, ya... at work, i was teary, still hopeful of the pregnancy thou' i'm having my period. Took leave on Friday, trying to cool myself down.... i was finally console by hubby when he finally took off from driving his taxi that night and i let out all my sorrows to him.... i was so emotional those few days..... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sadness aside, aniqah's bday celebration was extremely simple. after the SGH check-up, hubby and I bought her a choc bday cake and brought the kids to watch Narnia.....&lt;br&gt;over the weekend,  Didi began her tuition class  wz Mind Stretcher Learning Centre and after picking her up from class, we headed to a cousin's "tahlil"..... &lt;br&gt;Sunday, after sending Mum to a wedding, did our groceries shopping at Sheng Shiong, and later brought the kids to watch Kung-Fu Panda.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we had been watching movies latetly this month....... &lt;br&gt;started off with Ayat2 Cinta, Congkak, Chocolate, Indiana Jones, Speed Racer, Narnia, Kungfu Panda....looking forward to Hancock.... my fav actor, Will Smith...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); "&gt;p.s.... to all my close contacts who had been giving me advise and support on my previous post, thanks so much.... *big hugs to u all*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4055329110539800442?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4055329110539800442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4055329110539800442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4055329110539800442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4055329110539800442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-its-all-over.html' title='finally its all over....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4607348754423575016</id><published>2008-05-13T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:01:27.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhaustion....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YUP... I'm totally exhausted...... been very busy lately these few weeks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;After MIL discharged from hosp, almost 2weeks ago, we have yet to visit her at home.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She's recovering at home, thou' her stitches have yet to dry up.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hubby had his first drive on a Merc taxi.....Very enthusiastic i would say, haha.... and was looking forward to his fren call, last saturday, if he could drive again... unfortunately, his fren SIM card was spoilt.... So, what we did, we helped FIL at his satay stall till 0930pm.... When the crowd has lessen, hubby suggested a movie treat..... Me on the other hand, was thinking about the two pricessess at home, whether or not they are already asleep, so that my mum will not be too tired... As i walking towards our car, i received a phone call..... Both the gerls were not sleeping, and i initiate hubby to bring the kids along.... And what did we watch.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;AYAT-AYAT CINTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;......&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; a GREAT SHOW i would say.... i am so in love with the movie, that what i'm gonna do next is to find the novel... Serious...... the fluency in speaking Arab, the affection shown towards the love ones, the sacrification which i doubt NOT all woman could do....Oh my God, the show is still screening in my eyes....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;On Sunday, after sending Didi to her madrasah class, I headed down to MOE to leave the presents and tidbits in the office, for AGM the next day.... I had so many things to bring.... apart from a basket of cookies which I had ordered from Idahlovingal.... (and my colleagues all enjoyed the cookies)....After that, at around 2pm, we attended a cousin's engagement ceremony, before collecting the cookies from Idah at 9pm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Manchester United was the next viewing for the night...hehehe..... I was half asleep by then, and was totally tired..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;AGM08 was a great achievements of the four of us, Doreen(Chairperson), Bashid (Vice-Chairman), Dominic (Treasurer) and yours truly ( Secretary) - the livewire of the group, thats what Doreen think of me, haha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I was surprised that I could took over Bashid's role of getting the Pass-The-Parcel game to run smoothly and confidently, and managed to get the attention of DOD, to join in the game... Bashid was a lil nervous, and expect me to help him out... My initial role was to play the music...... all in all, food was great, crowd response well to games.... and most importantly, POSITIVE FEEDBACK from our colleagues.... Hurray!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Hubby drove his Merc again yesterday and probably it'll stretch till end of this week.... he will begin his drive after his work at 5pm... and he picked me up 2hours ago at work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I havent had the time to update nor leave comments on my buddy's contacts' page..... sorry guyz, work is piling up, due to the preparation of the AGM, and there are more waiting to be cleared..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Havent had the time to even go for my massage and facial, and my body really need a good one one of these days......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Counting down to my 8th anniversary, 14 days more to go.... bonding between hubby and I had improved so much, unlike the early years of our marriage... the affection shown to each other and communication. there was so much difference.... thou' we hardly say "I love You" as frequent as before, I guess we both know, we do love and treasure each other very much...... Hubby was the one who frequent send me a SMS with love.... not me, hehe.... but i'll feel the "lost" each time he has to work overnite.... well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4607348754423575016?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4607348754423575016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4607348754423575016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4607348754423575016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4607348754423575016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/05/exhaustion.html' title='exhaustion....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8570165516636816576</id><published>2008-04-28T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:36:53.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all abt MIL....</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;been a hectic week for me and hubby.... MIL bypass operation went succesfully last Monday, until she suffered an asthma attack the next day in the evening and it drags on till over the weekend.... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;I visited her on every lunch break last week, and had to leave my office at 5pm on Wednesday when hubby told me her condition worsen.... I cant deny admitting the tiredness of my body on tt day when I had to face my gastric pains (prob due to having late lunch and dinner)... MIL was breathless most of the time, and with all the plugs inserted in her arms and neck, is such a devastating state. Hubby and I stayed on till 8pm as I'm enduring my own pain....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;I took urgent leave on Thurs, to attend to her.... We left at 9am, and travelled by bus. Had a light snack in case the pains come again, and hubby left at noon for work..... Fed her her lunch, and she was slightly better than the day before.... FIL was around too, and we took turns to accompany her.... She cleared her bowels on tt day, which I told her its better not to hold on it, as she might suffer from abdominal cramps... and after that, the nurse in-charge, allow her to sit on a chair.... and she was much much better.... Reason being, as she's more on a bigger side, she couldnt lay down straight on her back, as her belly will push against her lungs and making it difficult for her to breathe, on top of her asthma, hence, till now, she's in a 80 degrees position. At almost 6pm, they decide to take her out of ICU, and place her in High Dependency wad. Informed hubby about it, and persuade him to take half day off from work, as i'm all worn out to go home on my own. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;He managed to excuse himself, and when he reached SGH wz the gerls and my mum, its almost 9.15pm.......... (he went home to get the car).... Sent FIL home and once we are back, I was by Didi side at 11pm, to assist her in her homework....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;I told hubby that i wont be visiting MIL on Friday, as I need to energise myself back. And hearing that, she had been transferred to the normal wad was a good sign. However, at 11pm on the same day, hubby called me up and said MIL is totally breathless again... So, once he's home, we drove to SGH and by 2am we were already there. I'm all geared wz my jacket and spongebob, as I'm sure, i have to spend the morning there....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;Took over FIL, as the wad was all lady patients, comfort her, recite ayatul kursi, and when the doc came, he told me he need to take her blood samples. X-ray was done too there and then. While waiting for the results, MIL held my arms, and told me the most saddest thing which i DUN WISH to hear... she wants me to take care of my younger siblings should she couldnt make through... and I had to stop her, and told her to think positively... and, she said, this is her reminder to me as i'm her eldest DIL.... (take note, i have an elder SIL, but mayb she sd tt bcos' i was her 1st SIL)... its really sad, but i was able to control my tears.... Soon, doc came in, and spoke to me in private, outside the room... he said her blood result was not good, and should the xray was the same too, she needs to be transferred back to ICU...  i was hoping things will not work out tt way, 5mins later, he came and said, she have to go HD wad now, as her xray was not that bad.... So, back to HD, me waited outside the waiting area, and dozed off.... Hubby and FIL took over from there... At 5.30am, we left for home.....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;Visited her again on Sat, this time doc suspect she could be suffering from pneumonia (lungs infection), and another blood samples were taken for the lung specialist to check... and antibiotics need to be given for at least a week.... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;I have yet to know her result now, as it was still not out yesterday. But she looked better yesterday, probably due to the antibiotics.... Will be visiting her again later... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;I will not be updating frequently now as i'm all tied up..... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8570165516636816576?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8570165516636816576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8570165516636816576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8570165516636816576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8570165516636816576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-abt-mil.html' title='all abt MIL....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5862261923212434805</id><published>2008-04-22T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T13:50:52.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to Tree-Top Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#3333ff size=3&gt;I was to tag along wz my division today for MacRitchie Tree-Top Walk.... Am looking forward to it since last year, (last year co-ord was canx due to bad weather).... bought a new Giordana 3/4 pants thinking i could wear it today... However, after 2 days of deep thinking, due to the feedback of "after-walk" cramps, i decided to give it a PASS....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#3333ff size=3&gt;Anyway, MIL is currently in ICU for heart bypass surgery.... I was on mc yesterday and was at SGH waiting for her to be out of the operating theatre. Went again today during lunch, she's responding well to the operation. Speed recovery i would say, apart from the surgery pain. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#3333ff size=3&gt;She had a small surgery on her left leg and left arm for its veins to be patched to her heart.... and its heartbreaking to see all this... All i wish for her to recover fast, without any complications... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5862261923212434805?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5862261923212434805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5862261923212434805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5862261923212434805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5862261923212434805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-to-tree-top-walk.html' title='Goodbye to Tree-Top Walk'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-7713682063496567060</id><published>2008-04-12T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T21:50:10.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APE SEY.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;GUA SUDAH KENA BUBBLE AH........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;AND I'M SO DISAPPOINTED IT HAPPENED TO ME...... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I WAITED FOR HOURS FROM THE SUN SHINES BRIGHTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE SKY TURNS DARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;AND IT RAINS HEAVILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;TILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A SLIGHT DRIZZLE WZ A LIL SUNLIGHT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AT THE END OF THE DAY, I HAD TO WOKE MY HUBBY UP WHO CAME BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM WORK IN THE MORNING.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ASKED HIM TO ACCOMPANY ME TO GET MY ELDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAUGH GOODIE BAGS AT BUGIS AS I HAD PROMISED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THESE GERLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT I'LL BRING THEM OUT.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ONCE THE STUFFS ARE BOUGHT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SET OFF TO WORK, LEAVING ME AND THE PRINCEZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAMING AROUND OUR OWN.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAIZ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONNO HOW MANY TIMES I HAD SENT OUT MESSAGES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND CALLS TO THIS GERLFREN OF MINE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND ALL I GET IN RETURN WAS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NOTHING......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-7713682063496567060?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7713682063496567060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=7713682063496567060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7713682063496567060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7713682063496567060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/04/ape-sey.html' title='APE SEY.......'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1465265125018560699</id><published>2008-04-06T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:38:17.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Paper Has Passed.... Another To Go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 236px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.xenmobile.com/images/sonyericsson/sew580i-01.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Before i began blogging...... That is my New Gadgets.... hehehehe..... SE W580i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Couldnt see it well.... now take a look at this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 276px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.bestbuymobilephones.com/files/w580i-pink.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;its been a week i owned the new handset, in exchange of my N73ME..... reason for letting go my N73ME, it began to show symptoms of 'nervous breakdown'.... keep hanging lah.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Okay, lets begin with what had happened weeks before......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;I was down with bad cough right.... and the subsequent week after recovery, i had to face my E-comm paper.... I was so enthusiast with my revision and managed to cover most of the major models involved..... but i ignored the tiny definitions involving protocols, such as DNS, switch, router, etc...... and thou' what i had learned did actually came out... its a tricky qns afterall.... and to my most disappointment, the definitions of protocols, did came out as i've expected.... and losing out 2-3 points per question, is such a heartache..... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rin and I met up a day before the exam for revision, but the revision doesnt blend with her as she couldnt focus in the library..... so, we went home early, and did our own revision at home while updating each other thru' sms..... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;after the exam, we were totally 'confused', paid our remodule for HRM, and decide to watch movie.... But none of the show, attracts my attention... so, we roam around for awhile at TP, and planned to head down to Causeway Point.... but half way thru' the weather is not on our side.... I was thinking of my Mum who had to fetch Didi with lil Aniqah... and decide not to proceed with our plan...... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tiring days of learning and staying up late.... and now, another one to go thru'.....&lt;br&gt;Even thou' the topics to cover is not that wide, but each definition of it is so much, which makes it impossible for me to absorb the whole things..... sigh!!....&lt;br&gt;few more days to go... holding strong to the support Rin and I have given each other....that we forbade each other from mentioning the word, GIVE UP!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotto start my revision now, will update soon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1465265125018560699?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1465265125018560699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1465265125018560699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1465265125018560699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1465265125018560699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-paper-has-passed-another-to-go.html' title='One Paper Has Passed.... Another To Go....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-6829807474078779884</id><published>2008-03-23T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:11:30.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Up 2 the streets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 505px; height: 235px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/02/14/movies/14stree600.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instead of reading my notes, i called hubby up at work and asked if he wants to watch Step Up2, the streets... He was unsure if its worth watching the show, but, as a goody-good hubby, he goes with my plans... He asked me to drive down to Causeway Point to meet him there, as he did not drive today (Sunday is always my 'car' day as i have to chauffeur didi for her madrasah  class...) but I'm a lil lazy... so, i told him, why not we take the train home later, juz like when we were, before having any car.... and so, I met up with him at Woodlands, by the train....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An interesting show with lots of music and movements... the flaws the dancers had is simply superb.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;“Step Up 2 the Streets” is an earnest sequel to the 2006 cornball musical drama &lt;a href="http://movies.nytimes.com/gst/movies/movie.html?v_id=347966&amp;inline=nyt_ttl"&gt;“Step Up,”&lt;/a&gt; mixing new characters into the original’s setting, the neighborhoods surrounding the Maryland School of the Arts in Baltimore. &lt;/p&gt;   	&lt;!-- start div#articleInline --&gt;  &lt;!-- end div#articleInline --&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Like its predecessor, this follow-up takes place in a gritty neighborhood, has a white lead, posits a universe where racial and class differences are minor obstacles to fun and pretends its clichés aren’t clichés.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The heroine of this one is Andie (Briana Evigan), an orphaned girl and a member of the 410, a notorious crew that stages musical pranks in public places and competes in dance contests at a club called the Streets. Andie auditions for admission to the school and gets in on the good word of its star dancer, the handsome, blond Chase (Robert Hoffman), who saw her dance at the club. Andie’s commitment to her new school gets her kicked out of her old crew, but no matter. She forms a new crew with Chase, who fantasizes about winning the grand prize in a contest at the Streets. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When Andie and Chase, both of whom are white, hold forth on the values of the Streets and barge into the club demanding that its mostly nonwhite patrons give them respect and a shot at the title, the movie is writing socially aware checks that its trite, fake-inspirational story can’t cash. This willfully clueless attitude about race and class — factors examined in the recent, vastly superior &lt;a href="http://movies.nytimes.com/gst/movies/movie.html?v_id=382537&amp;inline=nyt_ttl"&gt;“How She Move”&lt;/a&gt; — is irritating. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But there are saving graces, notably exuberant musical sequences (the best of which depicts couples salsa-dancing at a backyard barbecue) and a likable supporting cast, including Adam G. Sevani as Moose, a diminutive, goofy but preternaturally confident dancer who might be the baddest nerd in movie history.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.popmatters.com/images/film_art/s/step-up-2-the-streets.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Articles/20080211/285.step.up.2.021108.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6829807474078779884?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6829807474078779884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6829807474078779884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6829807474078779884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6829807474078779884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/03/step-up-2-streets.html' title='Step Up 2 the streets'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-6011586433665958922</id><published>2008-03-23T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:32:04.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over the long weekend....</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt=""&gt;Spend the holiday lazing around watching PESTA PESTA PESTA before we prepare to leave to my cuzzin's place for his son's baby shower's ceremony (the baby boy who held a stalk of rose under my hubby's arm).... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went to watch Horton yesterday with the kids, after hubby and I did our monthly groceries shopping @ Sheng Shiong. Great movies to watch as a family.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.wnd.com/images/hortonwho.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.playbackstl.com/images/stories/films/horton.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Plan for today..... probably read my notes &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; color: black;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600"  o:spt="75" o:preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f"  stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"/&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"/&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"/&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path o:extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" o:connecttype="rect"/&gt;  &lt;o:lock v:ext="edit" aspectratio="t"/&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style='width:375pt;  height:191.25pt'&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\MAZDIA~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.png"   o:title=""/&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt=""&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6011586433665958922?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6011586433665958922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6011586433665958922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6011586433665958922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6011586433665958922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/03/over-long-weekend.html' title='over the long weekend....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3262730333080975074</id><published>2008-03-20T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:06:53.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viral flu.... beware</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;My cough is turning from bad to worse.... throat is totally sore.... dah brapa byk lozenges i sucked pun tak tahu.... and its still the same....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;Feeling totally lethargic..... Work has been rather busy lately... chasing after vendors for invoices to clear within this financial year... My officer kept running to me to ask, "Have sufficient fund or not, Maz" and each time i calculated and advise him on the figure, I always ended up with shortage of funds... hehe... in the end i told him.... I better not calculate again, else I ended up with the wrong info... But he's a nice chap afterall.... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;The past weekends was also a busy week... With wedding invitations never ending and last week, Sat, was my niece baby shower's ceremony.... tt was a really hectic day for me &amp; hubby, smpi anak2 pun tak terurus.... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;This week, hopefully, no more invitations, as I had made reservation with Aura Royalis for my scrub, steam bath, massage and facial... (ambik kau 3hrs kat situ.... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;Counting down to exams.... YUCKS..... bila nak blajar... tiap kali buka buku, tiap kali juga lah mata nie tutup... ade tak sape2 ade supplement BOOSTER untuk boost kan i nye malas nie.... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;... hehe.... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;oops its 1410 now... better start my work... gotto...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3262730333080975074?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3262730333080975074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3262730333080975074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3262730333080975074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3262730333080975074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/03/viral-flu-beware.html' title='viral flu.... beware'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-101876665002271965</id><published>2008-03-13T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T12:23:00.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I juz got home from the clinic. My left eye is red and i'm having a cough too... Lil Iqah is running wz flu and cough, so, i brought her along to the clinic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday, after work, visited Sufy (one of our multiplians) at TTSH.... &lt;br&gt;once home, i feel extremely tired, probably due to the sudden workload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Didi was at MOE again yesterday, as MESRC organised "Bring Your Child To Work Day"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;She went to hydrophonic farm in the first half of the day, while the rest, they had activities such as artwork, puzzles and so forth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mass revision today for E-commerce... ya allah... i really feel very tired... I wish i dont have to go.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow, after work, will have to go to MIL place to help out my brother in law's baby shower's ceremony on sat....  We simply ordered 3 types of kuih for him, where 1 of it, fruit tart, i ordered from Idah (one of my multiply network too)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday noon, need to go to Aura for my facial before going to weddings.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Staff Welfare Committee is currently running smoothly.... caterer has been chosen, events for the year has been planned, simply waiting for OD EXCO to be cleared.... even door gifts and token of appreciaten has been confirmed.... these i will get from Idah too, but has yet to inform her, as the AGM08 has not been confirmed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its raining cats n dogs right now.... (but where are the cats n the dogs).... hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On a second thoughts, when am i going to start my revision...... exams will be in early Apr.... pengsan!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-101876665002271965?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/101876665002271965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=101876665002271965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/101876665002271965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/101876665002271965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/03/thursday.html' title='Thursday....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-173720585805489764</id><published>2008-02-25T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:13:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i dread those cramps....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;here i am at home enduring the pain of that monthly cramps syndrome.... had a long nap around noon after sending Didi off to school.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Been too lazy to update the blog lately.... Probably too many events week after week and hence do not know where should i start blogging....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Results for my exams were out on the 18th Feb.... As i have expected, it was a total failure which I have faced for the first time of my education life...haha... But thats not the end of everything... I still have a chance for re-exam and I've made a promise to MYSELF that i will ensure my re-module for two of my subject is major success.... hmmm.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;I have been nominated to be involve in my ODD staff welfare committee... A good start for a newbie like me.... My creativity level need to expand more as these event usually involve Deputy Director as well as IT Director..... Currently still awaits for members to get together to form our own Chairperson, Secretary as well as Treasurer.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Attended a burial of a baby cousin who died in her Mum's womb yesterday.... She's around 5 months plus and now laid peacefully beside her Creator....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Went to East Coast yesterday to collect my voucher from MCYS which I won during my Rasa Hati phone call to Ria.... I had got myself a 50% off for an annual membership to a fitness centre as welll as a 2weeks unlimited trial.... We were there almost 2pm... Catch a glimpse of the Kpak Bing Bing event as the kids couldnt tolerate the heat.... Hubby suggested we had a bite at a nearby Burger King.... What a crowd, as it takes him almost 20minutes before he could place his order... And due to the long wait, Lil Aniqah actually fell asleep.... And when we woke her up for her lunch, she was still in a daze with a french friens in her mouth... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;We did not go back to the tune of Kpak Bing Bing, as hubby and I was totally worn out... As the night before, we attended to our FIL satay stall.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Hubby decided to take a ride out towards KPE.... its still under construction, as we felt that its only a short drive out from East Coast towards PIE (Tuas)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;When we reached home, we got the kids changed and forced them for an afternoon nap... which also include us... We were so looking forward to the nap that each time a phone rings, we made a big sigh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;After Maghrib, we took Mum out to Lot 1 to get her a pair of shoes for her birthday today.... Mingled around for an hour before we headed home.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;My throat hurts a lil and been rather sneezy today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;MIL bypass scheduled this Thursday has been postponed to April.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Aura Royalis appointment this Saturday. Going together with Droolz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Next weekend and the week after will be busy attending a cousin's wedding as well as my Niece Alia shower's ceremony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Now, i wonder when will I have the time to do pineapple tarts for my colleague's Mum....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-173720585805489764?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/173720585805489764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=173720585805489764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/173720585805489764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/173720585805489764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-i-dread-those-cramps.html' title='how i dread those cramps....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5245547281009195355</id><published>2008-02-10T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T17:00:42.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Holiday is Over....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;The long awaited holiday is finally over.... Ya... At one moment you are looking forward to it, and at another moment, its over.... That's how times flies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Eve of CNY, we spent the night at Changi.... On first day of CNY, sent Mum to brother's place, and spent a few hours there, hanging out and boiled some ketupat for FIL's satay stall.... After kiddos had their early dinner and shower, we proceed straight to FIL's stall and helped him up till about 11pm.... which all of his satay had sold out.... and we sent them home afterwards....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;2nd day of CNY, Friday, hubby made a few calls to satay suppliers to purchase some satays for FIL.... finally we got one supplier at Jalan Masjid.... Picked FIL and MIL up at home, and proceed to get our 1300 sticks.... Send them at the stall, and brought the kids to West Coast for a short getaway.... MIL packed some rice for the kids, and we had our lunch there while the kids played with their tricycle and skate skooter..... Went home after that, cleaned the kids up and went to FIL stall.... kids had fun there, as FIL, bought them ice cream and played with them... Sales was pretty good... we had continuous orders till i almost give up on whose satay belongs to who.... We packed up almost 12, and this time FIL and MIL, spent the night at our home.... Heat up the dishes for them and we took our rest after they had their late dinner....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Morning breakfast was fried rice, and after breakfast, FIL and hubby re-adjust the earlier supplier satay's gravy.... At around 4pm, sent them to their stall, while we went to Paris Park to meet up with my cuzzie and auntie. We simply hang out there for about 2hrs... and at about 8.30pm we picked Mum up... Hubby and I continued our 'service' at the stall till 12.30am... Each time we wanted to take our leave, more orders coming up... hehe.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The long weekend was tied up with activities, espescially in the satay stall.... Hubby will soon end his mc.. MIL will probably be admitted this Wednesday.... and tomorrow, daily routine will resume.... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5245547281009195355?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5245547281009195355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5245547281009195355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5245547281009195355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5245547281009195355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-holiday-is-over.html' title='Long Holiday is Over....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4011101777246374658</id><published>2008-02-07T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:49:03.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holiday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It's been weeks since my last updates..... Has been a tiring weeks for me, complying to CNY orders and adhoc help at my FIL satay's stall.... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In 2.5 weeks, orders for 450pcs of pineapple tarts in pot, 8 bottles of  choc chips, 14 bottles of almond choc, 22 bottles of cornflakes and 2 bottles of ice-cream biscuit was cleared. Great help from hubby as he completed the almond choc by himself. It took us 2 weekends to clear up pineapple tarts. Tedious as it is, but it presents well in the bottle....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I did not take a proper pic of my cookies thou' the urge to post it in my multiply was so much. I was either too tired to snap a pic of my cookies or i do not have the patience to have the creativity to 'beautify' my cookies.... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;First delivery was sent to Bedok Reservoir on the 2nd Feb... and the rest was done on the 4th Feb; to my office colleagues, collection in the office and to hubby's individual colleagues in the East.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;On 2nd Feb, sat, once we delivered to my ex-colleague at Bedok Rsvr, we picked FIL and spent the evening helping him out at his satay's stall. Was my first experience getting 'busy' in the stall, and first time ever, all satay was sold out in 3hrs....  Once we cleared up the stall, we picked the two gerls up at home and send FIL back....  The next day, woke up early to finish up the last batch of pineapple tarts before going to Sis Ain place to take my marble cake and lapis cake from her.... and in return of the cakes, i bought dinner... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Tiring indeed, now awaits 16th Feb for a massage session at Aura Royalis with Droolz... haiz, bday prezzie lah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/present.png"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Work is getting on well.... i have 3purchase request to close. And currently pretty occupied with that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Spent a few hours last night at our usual port, Changi, together with 3 other families... ordered about 60 sticks of satay from FIL to be brought there. Now, awaits hubby who picked his father up and later gonna send my Mum to my brother's place... Not sure what's our plan for the long weekends, but somehow or rather, we intends to help FIL up at his stall....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4011101777246374658?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4011101777246374658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4011101777246374658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4011101777246374658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4011101777246374658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-holiday.html' title='Happy Holiday....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4873628785357303701</id><published>2008-01-29T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:02:32.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quick updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;okay, this gonna be a very quick updates of what's been happening since i last blog in....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;been very tied up with orders for the chinese new year.... and i'm actually updating my entries wz my lappy on top of my lap in the washroom... hehe.... i'm left wz cornflakes and tarts, which target to be completed by this weekend... and delivered all to customers by monday.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;had just beat my batter and cornflakes is currently waiting for the baker to start her work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;MIL is currently hospitalised at CGH, for several blockage in her arteries, was hospitalised last friday.... she had to undergo heart bypass in SGH probably in a week or two....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Work is catching up well.... for the time being, thou' i'm still a lil underwork....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Okay, this is all for now, gotto go, time is catching up on me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Guess, my sentence structure a bit out of a way, as i'm currently hastily typing out my thoughts.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/lightbulb.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4873628785357303701?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4873628785357303701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4873628785357303701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4873628785357303701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4873628785357303701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/01/quick-updates.html' title='a quick updates'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2309806315945081419</id><published>2008-01-29T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T14:06:56.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagaimana Untuk Menggembirakan Hati Yang Sengsara, Sedih dan Kecewa. </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya nak menghilangkan rasa sengsara, sedih dan kecewa caranya ada banyak, dan keberkesanannya terpulang pada ketahanan mental Anda, emosi Anda, kesabaran Anda. Tapi saya boleh jamin cara yang saya kongsikan ni, sebelum saya menulisnya, telah diguna oleh kebanyakan orang dan telah ditulis oleh ramai pakar motivasi, penulis buku pembangunan diri dan mereka sendiri telah melakukannya dulu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk tips motivasi kali ini, saya kongsikan 7 tips asas menggembirakan hati yang sengsara, sedih dan kecewa serta cara untuk berdepan dengan emosi tersebut, saya gabungkan dengan cara saya sendiri. Kita mulakan dengan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Latih Minda Melupakan Kenangan Pahit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyinya senang nak dibuat, tapi perlu diaplikasi berterusan. Mengaku saja Anda sering merasa sedih sebab banyak kali mengingat kenangan pahit atau selalu kembali ke memori silam yang lalu, betul tak? Kita kena cut connection feeling kita dengan emosi yang lalu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulai hari ini, tekad untuk melupakan semua tu, selupa yang mungkin, kasi kosong abis! Bulatkan azam untuk memfokus kepada masa depan Anda, cita-cita Anda, keluarga, kerjaya, kewangan, keilmuan dan rakan-rakan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda takkan dapat melupakan kesemua memori pahit sekaligus, tapi lakukan step by step dengan mengalihkan perhatian Anda kepada perkara lain. Proses ini mengambil masa, tapi ia boleh dipercepatkan dengan disiplin diri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Buang Sikap Risau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada dua kesan dari sikap risau ni, pertama ia menarik nasib tak baik, masalah dan musibah tanpa Anda pinta. Kedua, memberi kesan buruk pada kesihatan Anda dari segi fizikal dan mental. Risau membuat Anda selalu menjadi sedih dan kecewa, kekadang takut. Untuk buang sikap risau, belajar untuk bertenang dan latih diri Anda mengawal emosi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Belajar Rajin Bersyukur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ucap syukur atas kesemua yang Anda ada, apa saja! Misalnya, ucap syukur kerana Anda masih ada 5 deria yang lengkap, Anda boleh melihat dan menarik nafas tiap kali bangun tidur (dan bukannya bangun terus sakit jantung mahpun sudah berada di ALAM KEDUA), Anda ada kawan rapat yang memahami Anda dan Anda mempunya hanphone kesayangan Anda. Ucap syukur seikhlas hati, sebanyak yang mungkin, seikhlas mungkin hingga rasa syukur tu meresap jauh ke dalam diri Anda. Buat banyak kali dalam sehari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Belajar Menjadi Pemaaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sikap pemaaf dapat membersihkan hati dari perasaan negatif dan emosi-emosi negatif (takut, sedih, kecewa. gusar, menyampah, marah, geram, cemburu, tak puas hati, dendam, busuk hati). Seterusnya, meneutrakan gekombang fikiran negatif yang melekat bersarang di minda Anda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketahuilah, Anda selalu rasa sedih dan kecewa kerana Anda tak memaafkan kesalahan diri Anda di masa lalu ataupun Anda tak memaafkan kesalahan orang lain tehadap diri Anda satu ketika dulu, ataupun... Anda susah menerima hakikat perbuatan salah orang lain terhadap diri Anda, yang membuat Anda sedih, kecewa dan geram tahap dewa..belajar menjadi pemaaf dan menghapus semua ni lalu menarik ketenangan datang pada diri Anda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ketawa, ketawa dan terus ketawa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketawa bukan dibuat-buat, tapi biar ketawa yang benar-benar menggembirakan Anda dan menjadikan Anda girang. Tonton video yang lucu, baca cerita yang lucu, dekatkan diri Anda dengan rakan-rakan yang lucu serta cari "funny side" dalam setiap situasi, agar Anda boleh ketawa secara automatik. Ketawa dapat menghilangkan sedih. Buat apa LAYAN kecewa sedangkan Anda boleh ketawa? Come on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ubah Fikiran &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita tak boleh merubah situasi yang boleh membuat kita kecewa, sedih dan murung. Tapi, kita boleh merubah fikiran kita dan apa yang kita fikirkan tentang situasi-situasi tersebut walau seburuk manapun ia. Rahsianya, cari sinar mentari disebalik mendungnya awan. Walaupun perkara tidak berpihak kepada Anda, cari cara bagaimana Anda boleh jumpa nilai-nilai positif di dalamnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fikir yang baik-baik saja, kerana ia memberi keuntungan jangka masa panjang. Rezeki Anda murah dan segala yang baik-baik datang sendiri pada Anda. Anda menjadi apa yang Anda selalu fikirkan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat apa fikir yang buruk sedangkan Anda boleh tarik semua yang baik-baik? Fikir yang buruk, Anda dapat yang buruk jawapnya. Ini hukum alam dinamakan hukum sebab dan akibat. Dalam kata yang lebih advance, itu hukum Law Of Attraction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hati Mesti 'Keras'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan keras sembarangan, maksudnya kekerasan hati, kesabaran yang tinggi, pandai mengawal emosi dan menerima hakikat dengan hati terbuka. Allah menurunkan musibah, permasalahan dan macam-macam lagi bukan sekadar dugaan, tapi balasan pada perbuatan-perbuatan Anda di masa lalu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat baik, dibalas baik, begitu juga sebaliknya. Cuba ingat balik kejahatan kecil yang Anda lakukan pada orang lain, mungkin ada walau Anda tak sedar. Itulah perlunya kita bersikap baik dan berfikir yang baik-baik pada semua orang, benda, perkara, situasi dan keadaan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum masuk tidur, set minda untuk jadi ceria pada keesokan harinya. Lafazkan dengan nada berbisik. Relaks, jangan terlalu mendesak diri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas bangun tidur, katakan pada diri ini adalah hari yang baru untuk Anda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tekadkan diri untuk menjadikan hari yang baru tu hari yang baik, sungguh baik, sebaik yang mungkin dari hari yang sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this article from mamafami.fotopages.com&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2309806315945081419?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2309806315945081419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2309806315945081419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2309806315945081419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2309806315945081419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/01/bagaimana-untuk-menggembirakan-hati.html' title='Bagaimana Untuk Menggembirakan Hati Yang Sengsara, Sedih dan Kecewa. '/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1493796046253887352</id><published>2008-01-12T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T16:12:14.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;CNY is around the corner...whilst our chinese friends are busy in preparing their festive celebration, so do i..... in search of customers..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Alhamdulillah, i have been receiving orders for my almond choc, nestum choc chips as well as pineapple tarts, mostly from my MOE colleagues.... (this time, i make sure that, i'll snap a pics of my cookies...... hoping that raya, i'll receive more orders, insyallah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Hubby's colleague hasnt been responding well to the orders, probably becos' hubby is not at work, still on mc, and thus' no proper promotion. Last year, i took up quite a number of orders from his colleague.... and that was the start of my mini biz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I've just returned from my massage and facial. Hubby attended his first 3-days bus course and after sending him off, picked Didi up from her Reading class. Was proud to hear from Didi's teacher that she has done well and improve a lot. 2 more session for her to go....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If i have the choice now, i would probably swallow 2 anarex and take a good nap.... BUT these 2 princezz of mine, couldnt be left alone..... esp lil Aniqah, whom always seeking for attention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; therefore, i instructed Didi to do her home revision &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/lightbulb.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Will need to do some groceries shopping later when hubby finished his course..... I'm ending this now for the time being, until further update, need to monitor Didi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1493796046253887352?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1493796046253887352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1493796046253887352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1493796046253887352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1493796046253887352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-657576377488158000</id><published>2008-01-08T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T09:03:47.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its already the mid week of the 2nd week of 2008....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; (does the sentence makes any sense)..... And Didi had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;already been in school for 5days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:comic sans ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Everything went smoothly for her, thou' on her first day of school, she looked pretty gloomy and held on tight to my arm before boarding her transport.... however, it was a total change of expression when she came back from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;school that day... all smiled and happy.... so, mummy wasnt too worried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:comic sans ms;" &gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:comic sans ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She called me from school this afternoon, during her recess time, juz to drop me a 'hi'... Me on the other hand, was busy with own setting of Didi's home math assignment paper.... This is to refresh her on addition, subtraction&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as well as number sequence.... All i can conclude, both mummy and daughter all set for the start of her education journey.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:comic sans ms;" &gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:comic sans ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eve of New Year, hubby, kiddos and myself spent the few hours of 'picnic' at Pasir Ris. The initial plan was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fishing, however, we didnt know that there is no longer fisherman's village at Pasir Ris beach, therefore, we decided to lay the mat and enjoy the windy surroundings, while the kids played their bicycles... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;From there, we headed to my sis's place to have Didi's haircut... and not only did she have a new haircut, she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;also, lost a tooth..... ya... it was one of her front tooth which my sis pulled out, as we felt that, she'll probably will take some time to chew her food during recess with a shaky tooth..... So, new haircut, and soon, a new set of tooth....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102); FONT-FAMILY: comic sans ms" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hasnt been blogging from work due to an error which i often encounter and the fact that i do not have the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;multiples icons of fonts when i wanted to post my entry from work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Extremely worn out eversince Didi started school, prob wz the extra task of preparing her books for her next&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;day's lesson, checking thru her homework and ironing her uniform...... will soon be a routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Looking forward to my massage this saturday together wz my complimentary facial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.... Time to relax a bit.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-657576377488158000?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/657576377488158000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=657576377488158000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/657576377488158000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/657576377488158000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2008/01/start-of-2008.html' title='start of 2008'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2137019562811886606</id><published>2007-12-27T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T13:33:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 is approaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hohoho.... happy belated Christmas and Happy New Year.... hasnt been blogging for a week ?? couldnt have a proper screen layout from my office network... hence here i am blogging from home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;My appeal for HRM was unsuccessful, thou' i'm kindda disappointed, i'm still satisfied that i was informed of the mistakes i had done wrong. I will therefore resume my module in May08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hubby applied for taxi licence. And soon will be going for the course whilst he's still on long medical leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;During the eve of hari raya haji, i received a call from my sista-in-law of the sudden death of one of our aunt. Spent the hari raya haji at the funeral of the almarhuma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Brought the lil princessez to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks and to Timezone for a day of games and fun at Causeway Point. Hubby bought me pants too at G2000. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;To Bugis one of the days too, to buy Didi's Billabong school bag. She had also got her school shoes and now, pending for the English and Malay books for availability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Did a trial of apam and it turned out well. Brought a box of it to one of my cuzzin's baby shower's ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Spent one third of the day at East Coast Beach on Christmas Day as the weather doesnt permit us to stay longer. Continued our game of monopoly from the beach to my sister's home. Aniqah had her hair trimmed finally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Did my 2nd body massage plus scrub and steam bath at aura royalis yesterday. Decided to sign up with their 10 session of body massage which gives me a free milk bath as well as facial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Currently on two days child mc, as aniqah wasnt feeling well. "Busy" with hubby and nadyrah in completing our 1000 disney princezz jigsaw puzzle....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Will blog again soon... and to all my contacts wishing you a HAPPY 2008 and may all of you have a great year ahead.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2137019562811886606?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2137019562811886606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2137019562811886606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2137019562811886606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2137019562811886606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-is-approaching.html' title='2008 is approaching'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5508906560106110333</id><published>2007-12-13T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:07:38.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd look alike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_self"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/24/51/92/245192_943278bcfa06748te7gd92.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5508906560106110333?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5508906560106110333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5508906560106110333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5508906560106110333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5508906560106110333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/12/2nd-look-alike.html' title='2nd look alike'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1125268645973772509</id><published>2007-12-13T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:02:51.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look-alike meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_self"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/24/37/62/243762_256723d2ea0674e3w1qz84.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1125268645973772509?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1125268645973772509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1125268645973772509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1125268645973772509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1125268645973772509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/12/look-alike-meter.html' title='look-alike meter'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-9039375817745578636</id><published>2007-12-12T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:47:58.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days</title><content type='html'>its been raining heavily these few days.... morning, day and nite.... hmm.... &lt;br /&gt;Went to Segamat last saturday, for a close family day out... my uncle treated us to dinner... as usual, i'm still having a low confidence in driving out of singapore, so hubby drove the car... (luckily, his knee brace had been switched to 45degrees to enable him to bend his leg)&lt;br /&gt;we left at 5pm and reached Segamat for our dinner at 8pm.... hanged out at the last toll before the 2nd link for a drink and durians... and off to home at 11.40pm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going home straight from work lately, as class has officially ended (for now).... spending times with kiddos and hubby (he is still on mc).... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting anxiously for my appeal result, expected to be out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a COACH flap bag from Trina...... a year end gift for myself..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for my free shoulder and neck massage plus facial this saturday wz aura royalis.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the holidays..... and Didi's 1st day of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... time for work.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-9039375817745578636?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/9039375817745578636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=9039375817745578636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/9039375817745578636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/9039375817745578636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/12/rainy-days.html' title='rainy days'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5822944521572908777</id><published>2007-12-06T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:50:21.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#6633ff size=3&gt;Exams are over..... FOR NOW.... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; haha.... hasnt been doing well for these papers... I'm expecting a failure of achievement at the end of the day.... Yup, and i am not hypocriting (is there such a word, wateva!) While some of my classmates celebrating their graduations in Apr08 (i think), i'll probably have to delay my part with a remodule classes. One is confirm, while the other is pending with appeal. Cant blame anyone nor situation, i can only blame myself for lack of discipline and preparation.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#6633ff size=3&gt;I was saddened more to hear that someone close actually find my company in studying a "demoralised companion". To add to the disappointment, i was labelled as someone whom told the other member not to study a particular topics, but prob did it secretly on my own. It was a total shock. And there are more to the confession. From doing school projects to other areas of friendship. Gosh! All this while i thought there are sincerity in the relationship but it was otherwise. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#6633ff size=3&gt;I would like to make a confession. I am someone who is generous in sharing pointers, my own revision notes (whom, some of my study mates make copies from), and coaching those areas that i am familiar with. To name it as one who is "stingy" or "protective over one's capability" is unfair. I guess my old class/school mates could back me up in this - Droolz??&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia color=#6633ff size=3&gt;Sorry, after hibernating for so long, i had to come up with such a sensitive issue in my blog. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia color=#6633ff size=3&gt;Anyway, what goes around comes around. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia color=#6633ff size=3&gt;Will have to do some baking these few days for a colleague who is sending out my cookies to her fren in Japan &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5822944521572908777?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5822944521572908777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5822944521572908777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5822944521572908777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5822944521572908777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-477659392702755156</id><published>2007-12-03T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:26:51.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It has been a challenging weeks for me..... going through exams with a heavy loads on my head, certified, MIGRAINE.... hasnt had proper and enough preparation was another heartache.... SIGH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hubby is recovering from his operation, though, there is still a need to depend on crutches. Didi's granduation concert went well.... and i am so proud to see her in her graduation robe, and hope to see her wearing it again in future. Her P1 stuff is almost complete, just left with a school bag and a shoe to end the whole process. Niece NJ, will be tutoring her soon, to prepare her mentally for her PI. One last paper to clear, business policy, which is this Wednesday - my one and only hope for this term's exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Gotto go now, my migraine needs a consultation with the doc. Will update again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-477659392702755156?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/477659392702755156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=477659392702755156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/477659392702755156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/477659392702755156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/12/bad-weeks.html' title='Bad Weeks'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2213864065798985195</id><published>2007-11-22T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:53:16.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie @ Werkz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm the human version of a zombie today at work, with eyes half-opened, dragging my feet with a wrongly worn sandals (damn, it hurts my feet when walking) and the darnest thing of all, a heavy load on the right side of my head.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I woke up early today and left home with hubby at 6.30am, heading towards SGH. Hubby went through his pre-admission procedures with the physiotherapist as well as the admission doc, he was yet to be in the surgery ward when i left him all alone at 8am to prepare for work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;My alarm rang at 3.40am and i woke hubby up asking if he had set the alarm. He was all up to watch England against Croatia, with Croatia leading 3-2.... what a disappointment... i was in a daze in between the match, and the zombiness of me was a result of all these..... hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Lets see how far i could endure my current situation.... i should be thankful that my officer is still on leave..... leaving me in my own disney land.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2213864065798985195?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2213864065798985195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2213864065798985195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2213864065798985195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2213864065798985195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/11/zombie-werkz.html' title='Zombie @ Werkz'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3558043180978474211</id><published>2007-11-21T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:53:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Swings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; am beginning to lose some steam..... yup, the coming exam is making me feel so lost, confuse and all the **@## feelings..... My OB exam and E-commerce are so close to each other, that, Vincent, our OB facilitator suggest we drop E-commerce and focus more on OB.... there are truth in what he said, if i were to fail in my OB again, it means, i gotta re-module... but should i fail E-commerce, i still have another chance to revive..... arrghhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;been trying to juggle between OB and ecommerce notes at work, cos' once i'm home, i'll all worn out to open up my books. The last company i had before dozing off to bed is my hubby's PSP.... hehe..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hubby will be going for his surgery tomorrow instead as his surgeon claimed that he's scheduled is quite tight today. That is good news for me, at least, i could still visit him after work if he has to be admitted for a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Another hectic day today. Fire drill exercise will be at 1600 and another revision class (biz policy) tonight. I need a breather....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3558043180978474211?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3558043180978474211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3558043180978474211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3558043180978474211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3558043180978474211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/11/exam-swings.html' title='Exam Swings....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-22002508170655092</id><published>2007-11-19T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:54:21.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are around the corner....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finally, no more baking for the time being.... The charity funding was a great success... My division managed to raise $800 in total, where $348 comes from the sales of my cookies..... 70 bottles in total, 20 bottles each of cornflakes cookies and choc chips, whereas the balances are almond choc..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hubby was a great help, he did the last few bottles of almond choc and choc chip all on his own, yup, the blending of the ingredients to baking the cookies.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Exams are around the corner, i have to sit for 2 papers next week, and 1 the week after.... being trying to remind myself, that these time round, all are THEORIES application question.... hmm.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hubby will be undergoing knee re-construction surgery this Wed. Its a pity that i could not accompany him as i am left with half a day leave, which i'm saving for my OB paper... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hasnt been a frequent blogger.... been tied up with other things.... did Didi's montage last Sat for her teachers in Al-Iman as a token of appreciation and her sweet memories of Iman.... collated pictures of her with her teachers from day 1 she joined till now.... she'll be having her Farewell Concert this Sunday @ Swissotel.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-22002508170655092?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/22002508170655092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=22002508170655092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/22002508170655092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/22002508170655092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams-are-around-corner.html' title='Exams are around the corner....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3339596906877419170</id><published>2007-11-07T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:54:42.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship &amp; Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What do you understand by the terminology of Friendship? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sincerely, i am very much contented with my long-term friendship with Droolz..... we were, tight 'enemy' during school days due to some childish infatuation towards each other's bf... but now, we are close like sister... on the other hand, i cant deny that i do have other close buddy... , but the friendship which we have, kindda draining apart...which i honestly do not know why.... the closeness we had suddenly change for the last 2months.... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Droolz and I have been talking about getting my cookies orders online, she iniated this to me.... thou' i very much looking forward to it, there is something which holds me back... I am afraid of overwhelming response (have to think positive right!)... the mini &amp;amp; humble biz which i have now through words of mouth, is almost at the tip of my nostrils, almost suffocating me (from my Raya experience)... cos' i only have hubby to help....&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Didi &amp;amp; Iqah, could the two of u grow up, each time i need a help for my cookies*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And each time i peek into my business contacts webbie, i am surprise to see the ongoing orders, i would ponder and asked myself, how do these people managed to abide to the orders in time... I really have to salute them for that, esp those doing mini tartlets, cookies bouquet, dishes... thumbs up businessladies.... the delicacies looks extremely tempting.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that i have Droolz and my sister supporting me on this, i had dragged my sister into this pic, as she could bake cakes well... hmm, probably will do some pictures on my cookies somewhere in Dec for our new project.... hehe... for now, i had better pay more attention to my exams due soon..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: all my entries now are cross-post from multiply....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3339596906877419170?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3339596906877419170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3339596906877419170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3339596906877419170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3339596906877419170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship-website.html' title='Friendship &amp; Website'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1250436103204151435</id><published>2007-11-05T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:55:04.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;i've been down with a terrible headache since last friday.... i still received visitors last friday, therefore the thoughts of making my almond choc was canx on that day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday morning, sent elder princezz for her Creative Writing competition, i assist her in her short composition, and make her memorise the spelling and the flow of her story entitled, My favourite animal.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;"Duck is my favourite animal. I named it Ducky the Quack. Ducky likes to hide in the box. Ducky like to swim in the water. It is yellow in colour. Ducky likes to quack, quack, quack. I love my Ducky duck"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;short and sweet... and this composition of hers won her the FIRST prize.... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/present.png" /&gt;, she got herself a trophy, $20 popular bookstore voucher and a award certificate... i was impressed, and felt that my presence there ( i was the only parent who was there to watch these children went through the competition, the other parents came only during the award presentation) was paid off... i'm really proud of her... her last attempt in her Show &amp;amp; Tell Presentation wasnt' as lucky as her Creative Writing, but i believe, the exposure is more important... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;We went down to CCK, where hubby picked us up there (as he was from the workshop, retrieving our car, yup, its back) to send Didi for her reading class at Learning Discoveries.... Hubby and I then went to Phoon Huat @ Jurong, to grab a few more stuff for the almond cookies.... Once home, i began to have my headaches. After lunch, and after taking some painkillers, i fell asleep, thou' its not a deep ones.... Hubby fetched Didi from class, and send our car back to the workshop as there was a Check Light which appears once in awhile. When he came back, he woke me up, and asked me to have a proper sleep in the room.. I was totally in a daze, can't even open my eyes, thou' my mind was on my cookies... It was almost Maghrib when i woke up, and realised that hubby had done up half of my cookies... After my shower, i did my parts on my cookies, but it was not long, as i began to get into my sleepy spell again... Yup, i fell asleep towards the end of ManU and Arsenal match, and hubby completed the whole of my 10bottles of cookies... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks baby Gorilla, thanks for helping and i love you more for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;I initiated hubby to drive to work yesterday, thou' usually, Sunday will be me driving the car to shuttle Didi to and fro for her madrasah class.... i finalised the almond toppings before fetching Didi back from madrasah, and when hubby came home, we get ready to our last ride of Raya outings.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;Today, i need to complete my chocolate chip cookies, after which i will be taking two days break before i begin with the charity funding orders....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1250436103204151435?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1250436103204151435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1250436103204151435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1250436103204151435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1250436103204151435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-headache.html' title='bad headache'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2086648404403408697</id><published>2007-10-31T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T15:42:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepavali</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;I had received orders for the upcoming festive.... yup, my ex-colleagues boss wanted to order 6 bottles of almond cookies.... so does one of ex-colleague, she too wanted the almond cookies as well as peanut and strawberry cookies.... My current colleague, msged me yesterday for additional 100pcs of pineapple tarts, which comes up to 200pcs now....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;Alhamdulillah, i'm glad with the response of my friends, thou' my lil 'business' is only thru' words of mouth..... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; Thou' my time is pretty tight, with night classes, i'm glad that i had the support of my mum and hubby.... Yup, i have to admit that most of the time they do nag at me for taking orders espescially we are still in the Syawal month, they still help me out.....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;Upcoming orders are for my policy wing charity funding which will be on the 15th &amp; 16th Nov, Ruby, our rep, approached me last friday and asked if i'm willing to do about 60 bottles of cookies (mixture) for the event.... how much i will be spending will be return to me whereas the profits will be channelled to the funds. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;As our car is still in the workshop, we went visiting last weekend by renting a car.... Managed to cover few houses.... Hopefully, our car will be ready by this Saturday, should there is no delay... Shall wait for the workshop to &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/phone.png"&gt; us for any good news....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2086648404403408697?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2086648404403408697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2086648404403408697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2086648404403408697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2086648404403408697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/10/deepavali.html' title='Deepavali'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4327377151729220612</id><published>2007-10-22T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:57:28.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rx_4XfKz7wI/AAAAAAAAANI/NyM1-1hDmuM/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125087983358439170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rx_4XfKz7wI/AAAAAAAAANI/NyM1-1hDmuM/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A bouquet of white roses - 12 stalks given by hubby.... delivered to work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The first bouquet in my 9years of relationship with hubby being delivered to workplace.... appreciate and lurve it a lot.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4327377151729220612?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4327377151729220612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4327377151729220612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4327377151729220612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4327377151729220612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/10/28th-birthday.html' title='28th Birthday'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rx_4XfKz7wI/AAAAAAAAANI/NyM1-1hDmuM/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27179163.post-7042144115842503403</id><published>2007-10-17T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:31:42.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#ffff66&gt;i'm not joking... my car met with an accident last nite at around 8.35pm..... driver in control, HUBBY..... yup, a male driver.... hehe...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#ffff66&gt;do not know exactly what happened, hubby(alone) was on his way to pick me up from school, and at bt.timah flyover, near K.A.P. opp Ngee Ann poly, he claimed, the car suddenly wnet out of control, it swift left and right and hit the flyover left wall, car was in a bad state, it's beyond decription.... i went to the scene by cab with my buddy, lucky she was there to accompany.... what we speculate could be the cause, is the front left tyre had punctured.... but hubby claimed he did not feel any difference when driving the car, no feel of one-sided weight nor any burst sound... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#ffff66&gt;will talk more of it another time, with the pics uploaded.... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#ffff66&gt;u guys be the judge...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-7042144115842503403?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7042144115842503403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=7042144115842503403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7042144115842503403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7042144115842503403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/10/accident.html' title='accident'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-7332219433916544792</id><published>2007-10-15T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:28:01.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MINAL AIDIN WAL FAIZIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#ffff00;"&gt;To all my friends, Eid Mubarak Maaf Zahir dan Batin.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#ffff00;"&gt;it's quite sometimes i hibernate from blogging.... rushing thru the orders, and alhamdulillah, all goes well, as planned, all kuih was finally delivered on the 9th. Thou' my own cookies was not like years before where i have varieties of it, i'm still contented with my relative's comment on my cookies - despite doing it at a 50% of effort....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hubby helped out a lot, really a great help, he cleaned up our room on top of the washing and cleaning of baking utensils... all was done on the eve of Syawal... last touch was the decoration lights, where he did it on Syawal morning itself...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#ffff00;"&gt;As usual, we went to Geylang on the eve of Raya, was there around 2:30am to pick up hubby's baju kurung from Lily Boutique, idle around with in-laws at the bazaar, and finally did my mehendi.... send in-laws home, and we finally reached our own home at 5:45am... a very sleepy day for us when we left home for our in-laws place.... i dozed off in the car, and hubby struggled to keep his eyes open on the road.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterday, we served our visitors with satay, bought around 200 over sticks from FIL, and hubby fanned the satay along our corridor, in 3hrs all the 200 over sticks are gone... as usual, we have visitors coming in and out continuously from 11am till 6pm.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;guess, i have to wait for another week before i start my own visiting.... bet this weekend, there are more cuzzins coming over....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-7332219433916544792?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7332219433916544792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=7332219433916544792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7332219433916544792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7332219433916544792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/10/minal-aidin-wal-faizin.html' title='MINAL AIDIN WAL FAIZIN'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8899431920971196460</id><published>2007-10-02T07:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T11:39:42.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my energy is running low....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after ROW last saturday, which ended almost 9.30pm, hubby, elder princezz and myself had a walk + a lil shopping at Geylang..... parked our car at Joo Chiat, first thing in the list, is our hall's curtain... Mum had bought it earlier, but the upper skirting is missing, and what we have at home simply doesnt match with what she had bought... so, i decide to buy the other half for her.... as we walked down, i saw this "Chinese Garden" carpet which attracts me so much.... not only the colour or design, but the size of it... Mum had always wanted a carpet of a wider size, checked out the price, called Mum up, and we decide to buy the carpet (i had to share the cost wz her, 60-40, with me forking out the bigger share &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As i took a break at a friend's shop, Butik Lily, hubby hunt for murtabak daging for Mum... yup, we actually stroll to Geylang for Mum's sake, most of the barang2 we bought are actually meant for her.... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; At around 11 plus, we decided to call it a day... on our way to the carpark, last item we managed to grab, decoration lights (lampu lap lip lah....), hmm, the one at home had asked to be changed, no more lights from it... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/lightbulb.png" /&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Didi fell asleep in the car, once home, after her shower, she fell asleep immediately... me and hubby had our share of the murtabak before sleep.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On Sunday, began preparing the almond cookies, hubby went to the market to grab some groceries as well as some meat.... it was the most tiring day for us, cos' we multi-task between almond cookies and cornflakes.... Mum cooked Mee Soto for buka... even during breakfast we did not eat much.... finally finish the orders for almond cookies and cornflakes order on Sunday itself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday, after work, hubby did the straw almond cookies which only need to comply for the order of 2 bottles, whereas me, did the Suji.... for a single batter, only managed to fill up 2 bottles... will continue with the Suji and try to clear it by tomorrow (3more), as i'm taking a break from baking the cookies today... reason: biz policy class tonight... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;am extremely tired.... most of the time before dozing off to sleep, it does come across my mind, why do i wanna take orders... looking at the positive side, the returns at the end of the day is the only motivation of mine... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;.... an interesting experience for me as this is the first time i'm taking orders for Hari Raya... the last time when i did so, was CNY07, but it wasnt this bad.... hmm, now i know, how tired those people who have been taking cookies order for the festive season... mine is only at a begineer's stage... kudos! to them... esp those who take thousand orders for pineapple tarts &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8899431920971196460?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8899431920971196460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8899431920971196460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8899431920971196460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8899431920971196460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-energy-is-running-low.html' title='my energy is running low....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3519588048947490839</id><published>2007-10-01T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T17:13:59.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love this article... read on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she c! ould own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she ! has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00 size=2&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00 size=2&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and natura! lly. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00 size=2&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am! supposed to hold her until death does us apart. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00 size=2&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;'I'll carry you out every morning until deaths do us apart' &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;We teach some by what we say &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;We teach some more by what we do &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#ffff00&gt;But we teach most by what we are &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3519588048947490839?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3519588048947490839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3519588048947490839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3519588048947490839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3519588048947490839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-this-article-read-on.html' title='i love this article... read on....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8299775476190521742</id><published>2007-09-28T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T16:53:52.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan On Wheel organised by 4PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#009900&gt;yup, i had volunteered myself as part of ROW tomorrow together with hubby and probably my elder princezz.... I had actually received an email by one of my colleague on 4PM looking out for volunteers with vehicles to ferry "buka" to those in need.... looking forward to the event despite of all the ingredients waiting for me to blend them.... its another charity which i had myself involved this year.... insyallah, thou' i'll be out the whole day of tomorrow, i'm confident of completing the cookies order... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#009900&gt;decided to attend class today but only for the first half.... decided to get my elder princess her Gameboy... the initial pact was to buy her if she managed to complete fasting the whole month of Ramadhan.... but looking at the pace she's going, i'm sure she could endure the next two weeks without much crankiness... therefore, i decided to reward her early... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/present.png"&gt; everyday after 'sahur' she would take my hp to play with the game... i really salute her, at her age despite having her lil sister eating or drinking infront of her, she simply ignore and did not grumble... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#009900&gt;an update of my almond cookies, i'm sure on sunday i shd be able to complete the balance, managed to clear 9 yesterday....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8299775476190521742?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8299775476190521742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8299775476190521742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8299775476190521742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8299775476190521742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramadhan-on-wheel-organised-by-4pm.html' title='Ramadhan On Wheel organised by 4PM'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2561312462917743346</id><published>2007-09-27T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:29:52.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm aching all over my body....</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;took 2 pills of anarex last night.... i'm someone whom by all means try to avoid taking any medication, but then, the aches of my body, could no longer endure... managed to clear 4bottles of almond cookies wz the white strips, 23 more to go, with the other exception request of straw strips, and choc strips... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;leaving the office in a few hours time.... yup, i'm taking half day leave today.... seriously, i'm running out of leave.... hopefully after raya, i'm all feet again to go to work without taking any leave until my exams.... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;baby gorilla returned home late last night.... around 1230..... cleared all the cookies before he return home, therefore, i aint got any chance to punish him... hmmm, probably today, let him do all the clearing and dishwashing... *evil grins* &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/bat.png"&gt;.... bet, he bought me new books &amp; a police T-shirt to win my heart.... hmm.... its okay, when droolz confirmed on the iftar, its pay back time.... gonna leave him and the kiddos alone...  (sounds great!!)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;insyallah, if everything goes well, i shd be able to complete the cookies by early next week... then, i can start doing pineapple tarts... will update again anytime soon.... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2561312462917743346?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2561312462917743346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2561312462917743346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2561312462917743346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2561312462917743346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-aching-all-over-my-body.html' title='i&amp;#39;m aching all over my body....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2896007218833585471</id><published>2007-09-26T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:55:39.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOC CHIPS COMPLETED....</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ffcc00&gt;Yeah..... I finally completed the 19 bottles of choc chips yesterday, after taking a child mc.... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ffcc00&gt;without more denial, i have to admit i'm totally WORN OUT.... from the clinic, i actually had a walk with Didi at Limbang... decided to have my hair trimmed, but this guy who trimmed my hair, seems to trim my hair extra more, and my fringe didnt appear what i wanna it to me... haiz... had a short shopping spree with Didi, bought her new stickers, drum toys for the 2 princessess, dress... once home, without much delay, i blend the ingredients of my choc chips.... at around 3.20pm i could no longer endure the tiredness of my eyes and body.... after i had baked one of the tray, i allow my oven and myself some rest... i took a 45mins break, before i resume baking again, till 1030pm.... been sacrificing my nite classess lately....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ffcc00&gt;tonite, i'll be doing my almond choc, alone.... hubby gonna have some fun breaking fast in JB, with his reservist mates... hmm, i'm gonna leave some work for him when he's back later...hehe.... so baby gorilla, be prepared, this is the result of leaving your princess alone.... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ffcc00&gt;target no of days for this cookies : UNCONFIRMED &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ffcc00&gt;no of bottles to complete : 27     &lt;/FONT&gt;                                                       &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2896007218833585471?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2896007218833585471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2896007218833585471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2896007218833585471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2896007218833585471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/09/choc-chips-completed.html' title='CHOC CHIPS COMPLETED....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5950782101053351603</id><published>2007-08-31T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:01:54.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES!! UPDATES!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;when was the last time i updated my blog?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;its 2 weeks ago... i've been very lazy lately to input my entries, thou' i have the urge to be discipline in updating my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;now, i'm lost and do not know where to start.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;work has been very inconsistent lately.... at one moment i could be running around or sitting on my chair multi-tasking on the task given (as i'm covering a colleague who is on a long medical leave) and at another moment, i could simply laid back and relax whilst my eyes endure the torture of not shutting up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;work review was a total difference with my previous company... i had to prepare my own work review and at the same time think of all the points to "sell" myself against the other member.... i finally completed it last night at home, after having a moment of peace to enable me promote my own abilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i met up with droolz of the days last week... spent the evening at Spinelli..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;the "sotong-ness" of us are, we did not take shots of ourselves.... knowing how gila-photos we are... we discuzz abt marriage lifes... how interesting and sucks it can be at times... school days... gossips.... etc.... laughing out loud was a norm to us... even when hubby joined us, we still continued talking.... the best part of the evening was, how confident droolz walked in to Hereen's washroom, without first checking if its meant for the Ladies or Gents.... of course, when i mentioned this, it simply shows, how she cat-walked into the Gents.... HA!!hA!!Ha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;brought the kids to Marina on the 18th to watch fireworks... how amazing it is.... i'm so overwhelmed with the fireworks this year.... my elder  princezz kept saying, "Mama, the fireworks look as if its coming towards us..." bet the kids are having fun, juz like how Mummy enjoyed the evening. After the fireworks, urged hubby to transit to Lau Pa Sat to buy satay... how i craved for it at that point of time... we did not had our makan there, instead, we enjoyed the food at home, as elder princezz was fast asleep in the backseat (thanks to adik, who tapped her to sleep)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last weekend was my bestie's wedding, CHINTA... i attended her solemnisation ceremony, dinner and sunday reception.... how happy was i to see the glow in her face.... i still remembered during the solemnisation ceremony, she was telling me, "Maz, can u please not tear, cos' i'm gonna tear too if i were to see you in tears...." yup, thou' i've only known her for 2 years, started off as a classmates, we were close like sisters... i was given the honour to give her a speech during her wedding dinner (i knew i'm gonna be sabo, cos' i saw her kept looking out for me, and my name was actually called out last) ... and God knows how happy was i at that point of time... never had enuff of taking her pics.... i simply snap every chance i had during the moments.... i appreciate her attention too during the wedding dinner, when she actually called out for me to take pic with her.... as most of her guests had already had their pics taken wz the bride and groom...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u r reading Chinta... may u have a blissful marriage throughout the years.... and remember, i'm always around should you need someone to talk to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;half an hour's time to leave the office for class, yup, class has start commencing last tuesday... and guess what, i'm the class rep for this final semester... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm, Chinta is still on honeymoon, the other two classmates of mine, Rin and Kak Ida, wont be attending class, as Rin wanted to watch Sutun, Kak Ida wants to go shopping... haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5950782101053351603?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5950782101053351603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5950782101053351603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5950782101053351603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5950782101053351603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/updates-updates.html' title='UPDATES!! UPDATES!!'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2836179901211904909</id><published>2007-08-17T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T13:55:58.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a remarks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;got this from droolz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WANT A GUY......&lt;br /&gt;who would move the hair from my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and then kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;held my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in line at the mall and make all the girls jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who would &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to me at random moments.&lt;br /&gt;A BOY who would get mad at someone if they called me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or was mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who would call me &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; times a day if he went away.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who would let me gossip to him and would just smile and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;agree with everything I said.&lt;br /&gt;He would &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;throw &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stuffed animals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at me when I acted dumb and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;KISS ME A MILLION TIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who would make fun of me just to make me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he would take me to the park and give me big bear hugs all the time.&lt;br /&gt;He would tell all his friends about me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when he did it.&lt;br /&gt;And we'd make out in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;He would never be afraid to say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; infront of his friends,&lt;br /&gt;and we'd argue about silly things and then make up.&lt;br /&gt;I want a guy that would kiss me at midnight on New Year and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;count stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with me.&lt;br /&gt;Who would stay home with me on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;just to help me make dinner &amp; watch movies together under the same blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who would tell me i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but not too often.&lt;br /&gt;who would make me laugh like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO ONE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;else could.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, I want someone who would be my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and would never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAK MY HEART...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the last few days has been a real shitty days for me... with plenty of workloads that are rushing me from morning till the last hours of knocking off.... other aspects of life too which are not blending well with me.... other factors which leads to heartache and disappointment.... well, i've always take this as parts and parcels of life....well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;a week more of rest before class resumes.... this shall be my last semester... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am looking at upgrading to the next level, but i'm still in the planning stage.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll probably take a year's break or so, as there are other priorites which have to go first... there is a need to prepare my elder princezz for her P1, monitoring her progress and how she will adapt to the new environment... and once she is able to stand on the ground confidently on her own, i'll pursue for my education again.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it has always been my dream since i was a child, to gracefully and proudly put on the robe acquiring my education certs.... it does not matter if it start off with juz a diploma, cos' what i'm achieving now is more to it... hmm, hopefully, it'll be an eye-opener to my kids - to do better than Mummy.... and not stop education at a young age...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Work: the proposals which i discussed with colleagues the past few weeks was finally paid off during my last division meeting... i was asked to bring up my proposal as well as explained the flowchart which i had done to the rest of my colleagues... IMPRESSED, that's what my Head think of work... of course, i'm so happy, that my hardwork is being recognised... it'll be proposed to the next level of management, and i really hope, it will run smoothly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;gotto run now, time's up, got to go back to work, its 5mins to 2pm now, lunch hour is over... didnt take any lunch today.... errm, dont feel like it... will update again soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2836179901211904909?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2836179901211904909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2836179901211904909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2836179901211904909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2836179901211904909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/remarks.html' title='a remarks'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1991569445637368316</id><published>2007-08-13T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:30:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;yippee..... i'm so happy. finally my mind is at ease..... i managed to cover few important points for the HR paper this aftenoon.... hopefully the benchmark for clearing this paper is 35.... if its 50, i'm not sure if i'll succeed.... but i pray hard that i managed to clear this re-exam, else, i have to re-module... and i dun wish that to happen.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing much to brat about... i'm so much  preoccupied with my exams the last few weeks... class will resume in 2 weeks time i guess.... phew!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramadhan is drawing near... hubby will be going on a 2weeks reservist during the Ramadhan month... i hope he doesnt have to stay in camp, thou' he did told me so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1991569445637368316?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1991569445637368316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1991569445637368316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1991569445637368316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1991569445637368316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-are-over.html' title='exams are over!!!'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8296338248885687698</id><published>2007-08-12T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T12:17:28.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead meat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);" &gt;HR paper is tomorrow, and i'm still not doing my revision.... was out the whole day of yesterday. it started off with me sending Didi for her Whizz class, and while waiting to pick her up 2hrs later, hubby n i went to Wdlands Sheng Shiong to do some groceries shopping.... we stopped by Al-Ameen as my tummy began its drum beat.... but i couldnt finish up my food... that has been me lately, been having uncomfortable cramps..... picked Didi up, and we went home before meeting up Didi's fren Hakim parents to pass some of the things we bought for them at KL.... a short break at home before leaving the house again at 5.45pm to go Geylang, as mum wanted to get her lining materials.... visited Hubby's aunt who had a fall at JB, before meeting up with my Sis and Cuzzin to have makan at Bedok Corner.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);" &gt;as usual, when cuzzins meet up, all kinds of jokes were being brought up.... languange used was damn lame... where we spent post-dinner gathering at our usual port - Changi beach... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);" &gt;hmm, so tell me, how do i ever have a time to do my readings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;and today's 'programme layout' is, sending Didi for her Andalus class, and later in the evening, gonna have fish head curry cooked by Mum at my bro's place..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);" &gt;well, prob hubby will go there straight after work, whereas, i'll drive Mum and kiddos there.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);" &gt;damn, if i had known, i'll take a day leave tomorrow, instead of half a day... its so sotong of me at times.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;note of the day:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;as we post our entries into our blog, we sometimes forget that what we post of others, are actually a reflection of our ownself.... a blog is a simple exercise of one's writing an essay, words being put together to create an interesting story.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;it could also be a partial story being created at an expense of one's contentment.... as i move forward, i learn to look things at the positive side.... my previous post are a very good example, read it, and learn from it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8296338248885687698?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8296338248885687698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8296338248885687698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8296338248885687698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8296338248885687698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/dead-meat.html' title='dead meat'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2537276110921422510</id><published>2007-08-10T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T17:39:55.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to think about</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TRUST TRUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation. A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, "Public Utilities Board." There was silence. She repeated, "PUB." There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she Heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's pocket but I do not know whose number it is." Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".&lt;/span&gt; ---------- ---------- ---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NO FINGERS POINTING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?" The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong. Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than you." We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.&lt;/span&gt; ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous, sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest." The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand you need a television." There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins. &lt;/span&gt;---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;NO OVERPOWERING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character." It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness. It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations.&lt;/span&gt; ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;RIGHT SPEECH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other, we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party. A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted, "Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me. Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered ,"You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you." Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed.&lt;/span&gt; ---------- ---------- ---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;PERSONAL PERCEPTION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home, a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey?" Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey. Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman." The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey. Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders. It seems to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river. You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future. Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear...&lt;/span&gt; ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- ---------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;BE PATIENT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his 3-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital. Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp; saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, "Daddy, I'm sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went home &amp;amp; committed suicide. Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired. Broken bones &amp;amp; hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge. People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2537276110921422510?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2537276110921422510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2537276110921422510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2537276110921422510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2537276110921422510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/something-to-think-about.html' title='something to think about'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-787575805138823960</id><published>2007-08-09T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T17:03:42.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics uploaded.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrYXF519sI/AAAAAAAAAM4/77xG4YJkCjY/s1600-h/21072007141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrYXF519sI/AAAAAAAAAM4/77xG4YJkCjY/s400/21072007141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096623819556517570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrXdl519rI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OGyhd-yUlbE/s1600-h/21072007139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrXdl519rI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OGyhd-yUlbE/s400/21072007139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096622831714039474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'gubahan' from me for my cuzzin n SIL engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrXIl519qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OJAoonPHypY/s1600-h/28072007164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrXIl519qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OJAoonPHypY/s400/28072007164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096622470936786594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIAEC family day @ the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrWvV519pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/keezEZ6Z0jA/s1600-h/28072007184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrWvV519pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/keezEZ6Z0jA/s400/28072007184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096622037145089682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a tiring day @ the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrWWF519oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/b-wfH12641c/s1600-h/28072007187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrWWF519oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/b-wfH12641c/s400/28072007187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096621603353392770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ wild wild wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrVnl519nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LhOOyd7CNw8/s1600-h/28072007188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrVnl519nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LhOOyd7CNw8/s400/28072007188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096620804489475698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiddos @ simpang bedok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUR TRIP IN KL.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrVF1519mI/AAAAAAAAAMI/K6WOraoCEHo/s1600-h/04082007221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrVF1519mI/AAAAAAAAAMI/K6WOraoCEHo/s400/04082007221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096620224668890722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evening in Suria KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrUl1519lI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GGth3lgQseM/s1600-h/04082007211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrUl1519lI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GGth3lgQseM/s400/04082007211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096619674913076818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taking a break after much walkings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrUaF519kI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hEaCkbQGrmM/s1600-h/04082007214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrUaF519kI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hEaCkbQGrmM/s400/04082007214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096619473049613890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heading back to hotel from sungei wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrUAV519jI/AAAAAAAAALw/PK86CPNxUc0/s1600-h/05082007232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrUAV519jI/AAAAAAAAALw/PK86CPNxUc0/s400/05082007232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096619030667982386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;@ berjaya times square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrTmF519iI/AAAAAAAAALo/_Tf4p2_4WPc/s1600-h/05082007224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrTmF519iI/AAAAAAAAALo/_Tf4p2_4WPc/s400/05082007224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096618579696416290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;going for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrTL1519hI/AAAAAAAAALg/YQ5VWHekF0g/s1600-h/05082007227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrTL1519hI/AAAAAAAAALg/YQ5VWHekF0g/s400/05082007227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096618128724850194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the hotel room before checking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-787575805138823960?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/787575805138823960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=787575805138823960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/787575805138823960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/787575805138823960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics-uploaded.html' title='pics uploaded.....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RrrYXF519sI/AAAAAAAAAM4/77xG4YJkCjY/s72-c/21072007141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27179163.post-4916475888372770280</id><published>2007-08-09T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:44:43.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's the nation's 42nd Birthday...... May Singapore continues to be a safe and prosperous country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had settled with my Statistics exam yesterday..... was really 'fighting' for it till almost the last hours.... paper started at 1400hrs and i decided to call it off a day at 1615hrs...&lt;br /&gt;i attempted the Section B question first, where i had to answer 4 out of 6. Confident with 2 of the question, whereas the other 2, i'm just trying my luck out of it.... Section A, a compulsory questions, was a 'tikam-tikam' questions for me, ya, basically, just true or false, and i simply did it for the sake of obtaining extra points.... if i'm lucky, i should be able to make it for this paper, else, a re-exam, together with my OB, however, i'm not putting a lot of hope on it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paper to settle, Human Resource, this Monday.... really have to work on this, i dun wish to re-module, not only do i have to pay almost $400 for it, the thoughts of having to do project is a no-no for me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,0,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;IN LIFE......&lt;br /&gt;ONE NEEDS TO LOOK FORWARD......&lt;br /&gt;IF WE CONTINUES TO PONDER ON THE PAST AND NOT LETTING IT GO......&lt;br /&gt;IT SIMPLY SHOWS HOW WEAK THAT PERSON IS.......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4916475888372770280?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4916475888372770280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4916475888372770280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4916475888372770280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4916475888372770280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!!'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4174262063415505091</id><published>2007-08-06T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:11:09.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;i'm safely back home last night....&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 9.30pm after departing from AnCasa Hotel at 3pm.... my whole body aches all over... not sure what causes it.... We took an Executive coach from Golden Mile... an 18-seater bus, a comfortable seat we got, but we couldnt enjoy the screen provided.... all except for 3 of us in a row, was unable to watch any movies... reason, it's spoilt... so, our nights were spent with hubby playing his PSP and me, listening to MP3 and snores.... heheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;we reached AnCasa at 1245am, after settling down, we took our rest.... woke up the next day for breakfast, and we proceed to Masjid India... the hotel staff told hubby it was only a 10mins walk from the hotel, however, it took us almost 25mins.... grabbed a few materials, and we proceed to Sungei Wang by taking a cab.... hubby is beginning to feel tired, so we decided to have our lunch in the hotel....... back to hotel room for makan, and soon after we fell asleep... it was almost 7pm then that we decided to check out whats Chow Kit looks like.... so, we head down there, and it was only a short bazaar, hubby bought 2shirts and 1shirt for myself.... from Chow Kit, we went to KLCC, timecheck 8.15pm.... we simply stroll around the stores, taking our own sweet times.... then, we proceed to Petaling Street..... hmm, bought bag for Mum, T-shirts, kids clothes etc...  finally bought a big slice of watermelon and it was so damn sweet..... we head back to our hotel which is only a 5mins walk from Petaling Street... hubby went out alone to buy dinner as i'm all worn out... it was almost 1130pm when he came back with wrapped foods.... i had pattaya fried rice, hubby bought plain rice with tomyam... and its yummy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;the next day, before we depart, we managed to spend a few hrs at Berjaya Times Square after our breakfast....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guess, the walkings ache my body.... hehe... and today, i had to absent myself from work.... as my body seems to be running with a temperature....&lt;br /&gt;well, guess, gotto start on my stats practice at night....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4174262063415505091?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4174262063415505091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4174262063415505091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4174262063415505091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4174262063415505091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8404469978850090079</id><published>2007-08-03T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T16:45:31.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm off to KL in 2hrs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Dear Gerlfrens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i had just finished my Organizational Paper.... all i could conclude is, i'm keeping my finger cross....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;thanks for the well-wishes.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'm departing to KL soon at 6.30pm in celebration of hubby aka baby gorilla birthday. will be staying a night at AnCasa as other hotels near Bt Bintang is mostly fully booked.... this trip will be just the two of us.... kiddos will be left in the care of their grandma..... i have always believe that there are moments where we need time to be alone together....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So, i will be back on Sunday night. Statistic exam is due next Wednesday.... will think about it when i'm safely back home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Meanwhile gerlfrens, enjoy your weekends, and will update you guys when i'm back.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8404469978850090079?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8404469978850090079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8404469978850090079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8404469978850090079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8404469978850090079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-off-to-kl-in-2hrs.html' title='i&apos;m off to KL in 2hrs'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8409012881057858916</id><published>2007-07-31T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:09:16.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kay knudsen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is missing someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whenever u're apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but somehow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeling warm inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;becos u're close in heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8409012881057858916?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8409012881057858916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8409012881057858916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8409012881057858916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8409012881057858916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/kay-knudsen.html' title='kay knudsen'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5391009392561648621</id><published>2007-07-30T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T16:55:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting down....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i do not know why, but i feel uneasy if i do not update my blog.... feels like, my work is incomplete....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;continue from the day that my SIL got engage, Sunday's even ran smoothly, thou' there was a lil commotion between hubby n i.... lets put it aside, as it been quite sometime already... was extremely tired on that day.... the moment we woke up, prepare the kids, arrange the chairs and tables, went to get the necessary stuffs which was still not bought, and, a rush time in choosing a blouse for myself on that day at Tamp Mall.... and finally, settled down at 3.30pm.... where i was unable to witness the engagement period.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;we went home at almost 10pm that nite... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;on the 24th July, a coord trip to Bukit Candu was organised for my division.... very educational i would say, and the canopy walk that links to Kent Ridge Park was enjoyable.... the only thing that lacks in the coord trip is lack of coordination, most of us split into small groups and walk on our own....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;last saturday, hubby got tixs for his family day to the zoo... we did not spent hours there as half of our morning, hubby spent on sending our car for inspection and renewing the insurance and road tax, so, the moment we reached zoo it was around 2pm, an hour and a half there, we left and meet up with my sis, to go to WildWildWet, as i got the tixs to be utilised till end of this month... we spent another an hour and a half there too before we head to my sis place for Maghrib prayers.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sis suggested we go for makan, and i suggest she treats us for it as tixs was on me... so, its set..... we had our dinner of ikan pari, kangkong (i think, since i dun take veg), sup kambing, tahu telur, rojak bandung, carrot cake, nasi ayam for the kiddos and cheng teng for both my sis and i.... yumyum.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the thoughts to do my revision was collapsed once i'm home and even on sunday.... spent the rest of the afternoon on Sunday, completing my novel.... hehe... was telling hubby, now i could start concentrating on my revision, since i've finished reading my book, however, at 8pm, we drove out to Lot1 to return my Oakley glasses as promised, and went down to West Mall to change our SCV box.... and once again, no revision.... timecheck, 4 more days....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5391009392561648621?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5391009392561648621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5391009392561648621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5391009392561648621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5391009392561648621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/counting-down.html' title='counting down....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2598699761764639474</id><published>2007-07-24T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:16:11.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need some sleep.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;been a very tiring weekends for me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;2 days in a row of mass revision last week, thurs n friday.... Stats and OB, however, friday nite was not hura2 nite for me, instead, after reaching home at almost 11pm, took some rest, before doing the engagement gifts for both my sista-in law and my cuzzie..... was all alone doing the arrangements until almost 3.45am.... all cleared, fully satisfied, and snuggle into my comforter at 4am. woke up at 8am. did the ketupat ribbons to decor the basket handle, sent Didi for her Whizz class, went to Sheng Shiong to get some fruits to add in to the gifts, grab more chocs, head down to Causeway Point, for a last minute shop for the engagement gifts, picked Didi up from school at 2pm..... and head home straight... my eyes are half-open by then, and i finally dozed off for seconds in the car....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;once home, a final touch up to the gifts, arrangement of the fruit basket was finalised... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;At 6pm, we left home to be at my cuzzie's place....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;My sister n i did Mehendi on my cuzzie hand, however, her Mehendi wasnt very dark, probably its becos she had kept it for too long.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;finally proceed to MIL place for a  night stay..... i didnt get to sleep early too that now, thou' my sister-in law do realise and commented on my eyes which are getting smaller.... MIL &amp; FIL had asked us to tag along to Geylang as MIL wanted to buy FRUITS..... ya, and by the time, she's done, we reached home at almost midnite.... and tts not it, i'm still not able to get some sleep as my sista-in law frens were around.... my MIL was preparing the fruits arragement, glazing the fruits wz oil so as to make it look shiny.... but when it comes to arranging, i realise there is lack of skills.... so yours truly, came to the rescue (in my mind, i was saying, i better help, so that once its done, this kids can go home, and i can get my sleep quick).... yup, and i did the arrangements with my creativity.... and true enuff, 15mins later, they left... and time check 2am.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;okay, i'm gonna stop the entry here.... will continue Sunday event on my next free time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2598699761764639474?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2598699761764639474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2598699761764639474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2598699761764639474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2598699761764639474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-some-sleep.html' title='i need some sleep.....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5062467572505992814</id><published>2007-07-20T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:26:29.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wrote this poem when i was at East Coast the other day.... (sori leo, this time no translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apakah sebenarnya yang ku cari dalam hidupku?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apakah impianku yang sebenarnya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adakah kebahagiaan berpihak pada diriku,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atau kesepian yang menyelubungi diri ini.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;terasa diri ini dalam keresahan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;terasa diri ini dalam keraguan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apa sebenarnya yang membuat diriku begini,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adakah ianya berpunca dari diri sendiri.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;betapa kucuba untuk menepis segala onar dan duri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun ku tetap didampingi dengan pelbagai pancaroba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku tabah dan pasrah dengan ketentuan ini,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;malah ku tetap tampil dalam keceriaan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keceriaan yang kumiliki disalah erti,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kuditempelak oleh pelbagai prajudis, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diri ku ini berteka-teki sendiri,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apakah keceriaanku ini membuahkan rasa jengkel pada seseorang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adakah ianya adil ataupun tidak,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bukanlah untuk diri ini untuk mengadilinya,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kuserahkan pada mata yang mengekori,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;namun ku pasti, keikhlasan ada pada diri ini....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.......aku ingin engkau selalu hadir dan temani aku, disetiap langkah yang menyebelahiku, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kau tercipta untukku, pasti waktu akan bantu, memanggil seluruh ragaku, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ku ingin engkau tahu, kau selalu milikku, yang mencintaimu sepanjang hidupku.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5062467572505992814?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5062467572505992814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5062467572505992814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5062467572505992814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5062467572505992814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-wrote-this-poem-when-i-was-at-east.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3144002381598053513</id><published>2007-07-20T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:02:03.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATAS NAMA CINTA - ROSSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku wanita yang punya cinta dihati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dan dirimu dan dirinya dalam hidupku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mengapa terlambat cintamu telah kumiliki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sedang diriku dengan dia tak bergitu cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mengapa yang lain bisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mendua dengan mudahnya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun kita terbelenggu dalam ikatan tanpa cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;atas nama cinta...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hati ini tak mungkin terbagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sampai nanti bila aku mati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cinta ini hanya untuk engkau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;atas nama cinta...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kurelakan jalanku merana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;asal engkau akhirnya denganku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku bersumpah atas nama cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mengapa yang lain bisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mendua dengan mudahnya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun kita terbelenggu dalam ikatan tanpa cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atas nama cinta...&lt;br /&gt;hati ini tak mungkin terbagi&lt;br /&gt;sampai nanti bila aku mati&lt;br /&gt;cinta ini hanya untuk engkau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;atas nama cinta...&lt;br /&gt;kurelakan jalanku merana&lt;br /&gt;asal engkau akhirnya denganku&lt;br /&gt;ku bersumpah atas nama cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atas nama cinta...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kurelakan jalanku merana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asal engkau akhirnya denganku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ku bersumpah atas nama cinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3144002381598053513?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3144002381598053513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3144002381598053513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3144002381598053513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3144002381598053513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/atas-nama-cinta-rossa.html' title='ATAS NAMA CINTA - ROSSA'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8356925495020739330</id><published>2007-07-20T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:00:22.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOCUS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I really need to focus... my level of confidence is decreasing rapidly.... mind is fully taken up with unnecessary shits.... counting down 15 days (today inclusive) more to my organizational behavior paper.... i do not know which to start first... OB, stats, or HRM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;work proposal dateline is in a weeks time.... despite a rejection to a previous proposal, i'm trying to see if it could be re-consider, looking at the aspects of the manhours needed to cover all 360 schools against a one time charge to create a database.... else, to the needs of mail-merge, enhancing the current database, so as to minimize time needed to the charge back of GEMS and MyEdumail2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm totally worn out, mentally and physically.... i really feels like running away from all this stress... due to all these disturbances, i feels like i'm a totally different person, either, i absorb all the nonsense attacking from all areas with patience, tolerance and ignorance to it, or i simply blew it up... how does it feels, if i were to keep silence... like a dummy.... enduring the pressure, i bet, my life will be cut short... which i think it would be better.... less sins to handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry gerlfrens, i'm just not myself... just letting out the 'clots' stuck in my heart and mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8356925495020739330?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8356925495020739330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8356925495020739330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8356925495020739330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8356925495020739330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/focus.html' title='FOCUS...'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-9106932558115077630</id><published>2007-07-18T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:59:21.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lately, i really feels that i missed my baby gorilla very much... thou' he's there, i dont understand why i'm feeling this way.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the gorilla hug is the one thing that i really miss very much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2 colleagues of mine yesterday, noticed the panda eyes of mine... ya, i'm beginning to have dark rings... i wonder when it develops, i only noticed them yesterday too... and that 'L'(azy) disease of mine, happened again when i knock off from work yest. yup, again i took the cab down to Lot1 to collect my Oakley glassess..... i'm still not satisfied with the workmanship. i saw lil scratches on the inner part of my frame AGAIN... this time i told the guy who attended to me, "i dont think i deserve this kind of workmanship, after spending so much for my glassess, i hope you understand"... he suggested that they will get a new frame for me, and meanwhile, i can hold on to the current one, while the stock comes in... i agreed to it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have been extremely exhausted, the engagement gifts is still waiting for me to finish it up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the exam notes too has been calling out to me to start.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;arrrghhhh.... and yet, my mind is looking out for the 3rd of Aug... i'm planning to go to KL, right after my OB exam, at the same time, celebrating baby gorilla's birthday... isnt that fun, it'll be just the two of us... despite 2 more papers to clear, after the OB exam, i'm still looking out for adventure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my mind hasnt been straight lately... haha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Didi's P1 registration will be end of this month... i'm really excited about enrolling her to the school of my choice... of course, she cant decide right... if her 'rezeki' (luck) is there, i hope she could enter De LaSalle... i realy hope so... else, it'll be the neighbouring ones... i'm still deciding if i should consider Beacon Primary (a new pri sch) somewhere in Bt Panjang... 2008 students shall be the shool's first batch... therefore, usually, focus will be more on them... but hubby said, it's a lil too far... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;finally, i will be able to watch Anugerah tonight... yeah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but, sob* sob* i will have class tomorrow and the day after ;'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-9106932558115077630?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/9106932558115077630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=9106932558115077630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/9106932558115077630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/9106932558115077630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/missing.html' title='MISSING....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3333641804103568609</id><published>2007-07-17T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:03:25.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i break the curse of being lazy.... i took the train today... bravo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;was still trying to decide if i should take the cab when i left my house, but, finally, i'm back to my senses.... dun waste my cash... haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hmm, planning to collect my Oakley glasses after work... received a call from the optical shop last nite when my class was about to start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;reached home pretty late too last nite, the moment i stepped into my house, the clock shows 2315.... stats class ended late close to 2215, i felt the lesson yesterday is really helpful... as the lecturer went through the past year exam question.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;when i got home, after changing, i actually tried to recall the question he did in class, attempted the first question till midnite, before deciding to read my new novel.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3333641804103568609?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3333641804103568609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3333641804103568609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3333641804103568609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3333641804103568609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8243577618035222221</id><published>2007-07-16T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T14:33:41.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class on monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm taking a break from work today.... there will be statistic class tonite, been trying to attempt the questions last saturday n yesterday... gosh! it took me close to half an hour juz to do one question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last saturday, after sending Didi for her Whizz class, i went down to Civic Centre library to work on assessment, an hour there, is worth the time spent... at around 1.30pm i left, to pick Didi up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after that, we turn back to Civic centre again, to have our lunch... went to Causeway Point, and there i saw my primary school gerlfren, Azmah... she was surprised that i could recognise her... brought didi to popular bookstore, before waiting for hubby at the taxi stand to go to JB....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we were lucky that to and fro JB, we were not caught in the jam... we bought our monthly groceries, and i managed to grab 2 books....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing much was done yesterday, apart from preparing the engagement gifts of both my cousin and sista-in law.... picked didi up to and fro her Andalus class.... went to my aunt place to pass her some cash while waiting for hubby to reach wdlands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juz a short update for now... gotto look into my assignment back, else, probably leave the difficult ones out..heheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8243577618035222221?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8243577618035222221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8243577618035222221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8243577618035222221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8243577618035222221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/class-on-monday.html' title='class on monday'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-6062112061031834570</id><published>2007-07-13T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T12:03:26.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she broke my Oakley glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the salesgirl.... i was so damned pissed with her yesterday... i travelled all the way down from MOEHQ to Tamp to collect my Oakley glasses.... after trying it on, i realised, its a lil loosen, so, i told her to tighten it up a lil... she did, and suddenly the frame just gave way... she kept quiet, assuming that i did not notice, try to screw it back, and showed it to me as if nothing happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;when i held on to my glasses, i asked, "so, what actually happened? i saw the frame gave way"... her reply was, "the screw was not screwed tightly...." soon after that, she got screwed by me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i told her, if u were to ask me, i think u were the one who cause the damage, while trying to tighten the frame, u pressed on the tool too hard and almost broke it... and i even showed her the scratches she made on my frame.... damn... in my heart i was saying, i paid $600++ for my glasses, and within seconds she broke it... then, i told her, the screw was not even lying evenly, she told me its the workmanship, and suggest she return it back........ gong right, of course, got to return lah, dun tell me i am going to accept the disability of my glasses after paying it full... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;to make things more difficult for her, i told her, i need it by this saturday, reason, i need my glasses urgently as i'm going on a overseas trip and my contact lenses that i'm wearing is of a different degrees with my glasses, and will not be back until two weeks... u noe why i lied, cos' she told me it will take another 1 week for it to be ready... she made calls to other outlets, and came back to me by saying Lot 1 outlet do not have the glasses that i purchase, whereas the one at Bukit Panjang, did not answer her calls... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i take a look at her, and told her, get it ready within a week, send it down to Lot1, and give me a call....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;thanks to her, the anguish that i felt, i ended up spending on my kiddos clothing.... tamp metro is having a 50% slash on their items, still, i paid quite a lot on it... hubby couldnt say much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;been extremely lazy these few weeks to travel to work... been flagging the cab....dun even wish to think how much i had given to the taxi drivers....  how i wish i could drive my car to work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2days back, after hubby final soccer match he picked me up at work... i was about to go in the passenger seat, when he signalled me to drive instead... me on the other hand, was a lil reluctant, as, for unfamiliar roads, i wud rather not drive, but looking at his condition of having muscle cramps on his back, i hadnt got any choice... so, i drove, hubby finally commented on my driving skills, he said, i am of no difference like him too while driving, a risk driver... but i told him at least i dun keep close to the vehicle infront of me, but its probably just the speed that i'm having... picked my Mum up and the kids, as she wanted to visit the doctor for her cough n flu... i pushed hubby to do a check too, for his cramp.... As i was driving, i heard Mum saying, "pelan2 sikit Dik, kereta nye bunyi mcm lorry... dah antar service belum..." (translate: slow down a lil gerl, the car sounds lyke a lorry, have you sent it for servicing?) i was laughing with hubby, i told her it's the sound of the exhaust, wait until we change the sound into an aeroplane ;-) hahaha....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-6062112061031834570?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6062112061031834570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=6062112061031834570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6062112061031834570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/6062112061031834570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-broke-my-oakley-glasses.html' title='she broke my Oakley glasses'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-8558721082394035991</id><published>2007-07-10T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:42:58.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i tot i had regain my lively self back, BUT, suddenly, i'm all down again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;alrite, lets start with last Friday, 6th july, instead of going for class, Chinta n i head down to Cash Box, Apollo centre for a 3hrs of karaoke.... we sang like a "professional" singer, laugh here n there, controlling each others' bladder, (however, she gave up first)... and finally headed home. Her fiance picked her up, whereas i took a cab home. once home, i'm all restless in the mind again... asked hubby to buy me Nasi Ayam Penyet, as i was damn hungry, and had my dinner at 1.30am..... before preparing the kids necessities for the Malacca trip. I guessed i fell asleep at almost 3am, and woke u at 5.45am.... hubby n i still not on a very good term at this point of time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Malacca - depart from CCK at 7.15am.......... it was a rush trip i felt, as time spent at Mahkota Parade was only 1.5hrs, where, i didnt have a proper shopping spree... managed to persuade hubby to buy his shoe, and i got one for myself too... whereas the kids, NONE! it was our 3rd stop actually at Mahkota Parade, our first stop was at Honey Factory, then, we had our lunch at Umbi.... and after tt, from MP, we went to this bazaar, which is not so interesting place to shop. Afterwhich, we continue our trip down to Ayer Hitam... and i did not leave the bus like the others, as my kids, are soundly asleep... by this time, hubby n is already on good term.... on our way to the causeway, a short moment of our time, he expressed his feelings, which i felt so guilty, (sori, i cant reveal what was being said)..... we reached home at almost midnite, after which, we sent our aunt home at Clementi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunday, my long-term friend finally settled down, Affandi aka, kipas angin.... a name which only me who called him since our friendship develops... picked droolz up at Tiong Bahru plaza, and thanks buddy for getting his wedding card for me... we managed to meet up with Fandi, and took pics with him... (will upload the pics when i have some time ok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, i sent Didi for her Andalus class, and droolz to where her hubby is doing his DJ entertainment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Head down to Woodlands for another wedding..... and at 3pm we left the place to fetch Didi back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Once home, checked on Didi's homework, and hubby then initiate to go to Causeway Point... book tixs for Die Hard 4, 7.30pm show. thou' i was pretty tired, but the thoughts of going out, cheer me up... hehe... both kids tagged along, as mum was not feeling too well, probably she's tired with the outings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;before the show, we surveyed on my glasses, there is this one OAKLEY glasses, which was so damn attractive, but due to the time constraint, we left the shop....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;great show, really enjoy the movie very much, lil aniqah fell asleep first, and didi fell asleep shortly too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday, hubby sent me to work, as his on 2days reservists, knocked off from work at 6pm and head down to Tamp where i watched hubby played soccer... the plan was, to go for groceries shopping, but since my tummy began its drum beats, i suggested to have BK at Tamp before going to Sheng Shiong.... BUT we were not able to make it to SS, reason, look around Isetan, grab a pair of flower earings and a flower hairclip, then, bought lil' aniqah's Duphalac, as she is having her constipation again, and finally, deciding on an OAKLEY glasses which finally is owned by me... yeah..... i was so surprise that my glasses degrees rose up from 325 to 375 for my left eye... and my right eye, maintains at 300... awww... now i will have prob getting my contact lenses later.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today, Chinta broke the news to me, regards to the bridesmaid thingy... i'm very much hut, not due to her decision, i really understands the position she's in, but the hurt is more towards, the incapability of my hubby in trying to understand the whole situation.... i am not blaming anyone, and i'm very sure of this feeling of mine, its juz that, i'm saddened with the fact that, hubby couldnt be open-minded for this whole ceremony... guess, i really owe Chinta a big apology for the unforseen circumstances... i will of course be around during her solemnisation ceremony... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hasnt had the mood for classes lately, really dun have the motivation... lectures will end by next week, by then, need to prepare for the exams, and the thoughts of not being able to absorb the lecture proper is another heartache...&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-8558721082394035991?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8558721082394035991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=8558721082394035991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8558721082394035991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/8558721082394035991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates.html' title='updates....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1058115247272388343</id><published>2007-07-10T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:39:05.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"what about now"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"What About Now" by Daughtry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shadows fill an empty heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As love is fading,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From all the things that we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But are not saying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we see beyond the scars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And make it to the dawn?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Change the colors of the sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And open up to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ways you made me feel alive,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ways I loved you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the things that never died,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To make it through the night,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love will find you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun is breaking in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To start a new day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This broken heart can still survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a touch of your grace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shadows fade into the light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am by your side,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where love will find you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if our love, it never went away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that we're here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that we've come this far,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just hold on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is nothing to fear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I am right beside you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all my life,I am yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What about now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've extracted this from salihin's blog... do not know how the song goes, but i kindda like the lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1058115247272388343?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1058115247272388343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1058115247272388343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1058115247272388343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1058115247272388343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-about-now.html' title='&quot;what about now&quot;'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1196492701708636989</id><published>2007-07-06T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T12:13:33.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half a day gone by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup......... half of the day passed, and i stil cant get over it.... i wonder how can i face my gerlfren tonight... without feeling guilty.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what's exactly is spinning in my mind??? i didnt even have the motivation to go for class... ya, let alone for my Malacca trip tomorrow... how i wish now.... i could get back home, drive my car out to anywhere peaceful..... should i??? or probably go for a movie... why not right??? but will all those outings work??? i'll probably be able to let it off my mind for that moment but it'll still come back to me at the end of the day.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1196492701708636989?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1196492701708636989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1196492701708636989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1196492701708636989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1196492701708636989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/half-day-gone-by.html' title='half a day gone by...'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-3745803377559848794</id><published>2007-07-06T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:02:19.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what went wrong???</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i feel damn f****** shitty this morning. i bet the slightest wrong usage of words or tone used gonna caused a damn f****** disaster... and i'm serious... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;thanks to truly yours own personal probs, i had to drag others into it... n the others that i'm referring to is actually my own buddy, who is gonna have her big day coming.... n i'm actually the one who is gonna ruin her well-planned wedding....totally not in a good state of mind to write about what happen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;its simply not me this morning.... colleagues are passing by my workstation without uttering a word, probably the f***** look on my face... DAMNED!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-3745803377559848794?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3745803377559848794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=3745803377559848794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3745803377559848794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/3745803377559848794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-went-wrong.html' title='what went wrong???'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4333408414895207181</id><published>2007-07-05T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:51:21.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no trust... fine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i simply dun understand..... i've given up.... i think my patience is already at its upmost level..... it can no longer hold on anymore..... since u dun have the trust in me, tats ur own prob.. u created it... u created the uncertainty in this relationship... dun blame me for the distress that u're facing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4333408414895207181?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4333408414895207181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4333408414895207181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4333408414895207181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4333408414895207181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-trust-fine.html' title='no trust... fine....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-7650217199332773334</id><published>2007-07-01T10:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T11:17:25.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rocbhp3S8WI/AAAAAAAAALY/DhP7E9QsS3w/s1600-h/30062007103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rocbhp3S8WI/AAAAAAAAALY/DhP7E9QsS3w/s400/30062007103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082060969498308962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm a scenery lover....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocbCp3S8VI/AAAAAAAAALQ/NHvuw3Qil_g/s1600-h/23062007034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocbCp3S8VI/AAAAAAAAALQ/NHvuw3Qil_g/s400/23062007034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082060436922364242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocarZ3S8UI/AAAAAAAAALI/UxX_iZvZifU/s1600-h/24062007071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocarZ3S8UI/AAAAAAAAALI/UxX_iZvZifU/s400/24062007071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082060037490405698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dada n the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocV0Z3S8TI/AAAAAAAAALA/NW4fxlIYMmU/s1600-h/24062007076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocV0Z3S8TI/AAAAAAAAALA/NW4fxlIYMmU/s400/24062007076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054694551089458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;didi wz her song "My Heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocVYp3S8SI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1WO7o9ULIEc/s1600-h/30062007084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocVYp3S8SI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1WO7o9ULIEc/s400/30062007084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054217809719586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me under the hot sun...&lt;br /&gt;(from my cheek its pretty obvious i'm putting on weight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocVFJ3S8RI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kudYC02njfE/s1600-h/30062007094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocVFJ3S8RI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kudYC02njfE/s400/30062007094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053882802270482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocTVZ3S8PI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QoAyBRB_vgs/s1600-h/30062007093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocTVZ3S8PI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QoAyBRB_vgs/s400/30062007093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051962951889138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my books n i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocTB53S8OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CFAC1HLjrqg/s1600-h/30062007096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocTB53S8OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CFAC1HLjrqg/s400/30062007096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051627944440034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dat guy in black is my hubby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocSu53S8NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/eIUkFl6aDs4/s1600-h/30062007098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocSu53S8NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/eIUkFl6aDs4/s400/30062007098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051301526925522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dats my dragonfly kite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocSep3S8MI/AAAAAAAAAKI/r72zlsQQViw/s1600-h/30062007100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocSep3S8MI/AAAAAAAAAKI/r72zlsQQViw/s400/30062007100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051022354051266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our national flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocRwZ3S8KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AqXoLyFDMYw/s1600-h/30062007106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RocRwZ3S8KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AqXoLyFDMYw/s400/30062007106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050227785101474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us @ the end of the day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm very much grateful to hubby for buying me the N73ME, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;as i luv photography this N73 does a great deed to me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-7650217199332773334?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7650217199332773334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=7650217199332773334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7650217199332773334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7650217199332773334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rocbhp3S8WI/AAAAAAAAALY/DhP7E9QsS3w/s72-c/30062007103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27179163.post-2838041092199512051</id><published>2007-06-30T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:40:55.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishing n flying a kite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yoohoo...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i spent my day today going to East Coast with hubby alone as he wanted to go fishing.... hubby left home first with our Hyundai Verna as FIL wanted to use it for a day trip to Gunung Ledang.... Hyundai Verna is our 2nd car which we rent it out to a company... n its been half a year aleady.... i left 10mins later, with my Rio and met hubby at in-laws  place.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;from there, had our lunch first at Changi V, bought the necessary baits and hubby got me a fishing rod.... from there, we proceed straight to East Coast... got a place under a tree, laid out our canvas, hubby prepared the necessary things, while i prepare doing my so-called 'thesis'...haha... i was doing my OB notes actually.... hubby left me alone while he enjoy his throw-ins.... i'm beginning to feel restless, and i saw this group of people surrounding an uncle who had been flying his kites... he's been there for almost 2hours, and i only realised by then that he sold those kites.... i sms hubby and told him my thoughts.... hubby bought me a butterfly and a dragonfly kites.... i was so ecstatic with it as its the FIRST time in my 27years that i flew kites... (since i was not given a chance to fish with my new fishing rod, as hubby borrowed my reels...i spent the time flying kites ) yes... and pls dun laugh at me.... i was so engrossed with it, when a foreigner photographer came and asked me, "can i take ur picture from the back" and of course i replied, "SURE".... hehe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4hours at east coast was a time past fast... a military helicopter kept flying above us, and one hanged our national flag with it... yes, it's the last day of our national stadium... and planes was above us most of the time.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;feeling extremely tired now... hmm, was thinking of continuing my OB notes, but well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(will upload the pics later k...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2838041092199512051?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2838041092199512051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2838041092199512051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2838041092199512051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2838041092199512051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/fishing-n-flying-kite.html' title='fishing n flying a kite'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-1971763176924112411</id><published>2007-06-30T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T08:52:16.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not that i never tell you before,&lt;br /&gt;it's just that you never tried to listen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not that i never tried to explain,&lt;br /&gt;it's just that you never bother to understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-1971763176924112411?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1971763176924112411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=1971763176924112411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1971763176924112411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/1971763176924112411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-not-that-i-never-tell-you-before.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2129794698751410412</id><published>2007-06-25T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:22:09.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rahsia bulan dan kelahiran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MAZDIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rahsia Bulan dan Kelahiran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="tajuk" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(The secrets of Your Birth Month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 177px; height: 57px;" src="http://www.darulnuman.com/pics/bismi.gif" height="57" width="177" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKTOBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; * Suka berbual. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;enjoys talking&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Suka orang yang sayang padanya. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;luvs the person who luvs her&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Suka ambil jln tengah. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;always takes short cut&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Sangat menawan &amp; sopan santun. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;pleasant and courteous&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Kecantikan luar &amp; dalam. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;inner and outer beauty&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Tidak pandai berbohong &amp; berpura-pura. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;do not enjoy lying and pretends&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Mudah rasa simpati, baik dan mementingkan kawan. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;feels sympathy, kind and priority to friends&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Sentiasa berkawan. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;always in friendship&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Hatinya mudah terusik tetapi merajuknya tak lama. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;her heart is easily hurt, but doesnt stays long&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Cepat marah. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;quick tempered&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Macam pentingkan diri sendiri. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;seems like someone who thinks of oneself&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Tidak menolong orang kecuali diminta. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;will not help unless being asked for&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Suka melihat dari perspektifnya sendiri. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;likes to look at own's perception&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Tidak suka terima pandangan orang lain. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dont' like to hear peoples' views&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Emosi yang mudah terusik. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;emotion that easily disturbs - sensitive lah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Suka berangan &amp; pandai bercakap. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;likes to daydream and a good speaker&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Emosi yang kelam kabut. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a rush emotions&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Daya firasat yang sangat kuat (terutamanya perempuan). (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a very strong sense of guts feelings&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Suka melancong, bidang sastera &amp; seni. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;like to travel, literature and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   * Pengasih, penyayang &amp; lemah lembut. (&lt;br /&gt;                   * Romantik dalam percintaan. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a romantic person in luv&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Mudah terusik hati &amp; cemburu. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;easily sensitive and jealous&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Ambil berat tentang orang lain. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;concern abt others&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Suka kegiatan luar. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;enjoy outdoor activities&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * orang yang adil. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a fair person&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Boros &amp; mudah dipengaruhi persekitaran. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;spendthrift and easily influenced&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                   * Mudah patah semangat (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;easily give up&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;source: http://www.darulnuman.com/mhikmah/bulan.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2129794698751410412?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2129794698751410412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2129794698751410412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2129794698751410412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2129794698751410412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/rahsia-bulan-dan-kelahiran.html' title='rahsia bulan dan kelahiran'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-2839655831895524816</id><published>2007-06-25T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T15:42:29.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my results....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;juz as i expected, i had to re-take my Human Resource paper. Managed to pass through Marketing.... and so the plan goes with siting 3 modules a week after another.. yup, had checked the re-exam date... what i'm feeling now?? damn sneezy... yalah... really, and while i'm typing this out, i'm sneezing my heart out too...  i'm feeling okay actually thou' ya, a lil corner of my heart is cursing myself like crazy... the thoughts of an extra paper to sit for, is making me feels..... sick.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2839655831895524816?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2839655831895524816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2839655831895524816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2839655831895524816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2839655831895524816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-results.html' title='my results....'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4958041931069164718</id><published>2007-06-25T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T10:20:53.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm down with flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;taking a break from work today.... i woke up as usual in the morning, however, my heart is not looking at a direction of work.... felt REALLY terrible.... ya.... my flu... on top of the 'others'... my body is all tired, but i cant seems to bring myself to a nap... prob, bcos' my mind is working a lot despite of the brink intake of all tt i'm piggyback.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my results has yet to be shown... maybe noon.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;k lah... i really dun hav the mood today.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;still need to do a fren's order for the almond cookies.... been a week already, i still have yet to do it for her.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4958041931069164718?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4958041931069164718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4958041931069164718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4958041931069164718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4958041931069164718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-down-with-flu.html' title='i&apos;m down with flu'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5292050011338339314</id><published>2007-06-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:04:10.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ a cuzzin's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was indeed very relief the moment i submitted my project to Vincent.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before class began, he was going around the classroom, asking students of their exam notes... and i'm not missed.... he came to me and asked, "so.... u wanna show me ur exam notes?" and i was... "huh? sir, i was not around last last week... " and he was like, "dun't bluff...." with my very sure, pathetic look, i told him... "sir, really.... i was not here... and i didnt even know which topic u want us to write about...., but i'm sure to find out, and show it to u next week..." in my heart, i was lyke.. ya right, maz... u sure u gonna do it.... and so Vincent began to explain.... "i know i'm putting pressure on u.... but if u cant complete all three essays, its okay... so long as u attempt two..." and i was lyke... "ya..ya.. i understand"... and i quickly, stood up and goes to Many, to ask her of last week's assignment... and Vincent was eyeing on me... hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really gotto work on my exam notes... been lagging too far already.... else, i'm gonna face the same prob as i've got with my HR... (i still have yet to know my results..) gerlfrens, pray for me ya... my results will be officially out tomorrow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i spent my weekend at my hubby's cuzzin's wedding... i really enjoy the settings... purple, a wedding dias, complete with a stage.... basically, a wedding which most girls wanted.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was with my lil princezz, admiring the wedding atmosphere, when a sudden sensitivity struck me... dun ask me why or what, i simply dont understand it too... ya, i know, i should be sharing my cuzzin's happiness... which i sincerely says i am, but there is this sense of feeling, how do i put it, solemn in me.... i was kindda telling myself, does all couples feels the happiness only at a point of wedding n honeymoon.... and then will face the ups n downs of marriage cycle....  or will  there be a minority of those that will never face any difficulties at all... a smooth journey in their marriage... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay... i'm not saying this bcos' i'm having probs with hubby... definitely i'm not.... hubby n i are still close as always... as many of my gerlfrens know, we often have split opinions, but we are still enjoying each other company.... prob at times, bcos of our own ego... things doesnt work on our side... hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my nose is like a tap now... ya, running with a flu... gotto go, will upload the wedding pics, anytime soon... feels really nervous, cant wait for tomorrow to come by... for my results of course!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5292050011338339314?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5292050011338339314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5292050011338339314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5292050011338339314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5292050011338339314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/cuzzins-wedding.html' title='@ a cuzzin&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-7376018561648092651</id><published>2007-06-22T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:46:47.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling terrible yet relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;finally the project is done... and safely submitted.... since its an effort made, i'm satisfied with the final reports... Affendy (giant) helped me out in proof-reading the communication report... he said it was a good read, whereas on office politics, i leave it to the lecturer to judge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... the frienship poem below i had it loaded from http://mamafami.fotopages.com - its a blog full of recipes... the poem is an eye-catch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was doing my school projects the whole day at work since yesterday.... and today, in the morning, i began to lose my confidence when i looked into the office politics report... it was until lunch, after a 15-mins nap i took, that i began to focus fully on it.... and the result.... (will only be known next week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the pics which i've taken from my N73ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rnvq06d_JHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/66izFc8Eosk/s1600-h/22062007030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rnvq06d_JHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/66izFc8Eosk/s400/22062007030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078911199559492722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the sources....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvrJqd_JII/AAAAAAAAAJA/dVVxc09H-tI/s1600-h/22062007026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvrJqd_JII/AAAAAAAAAJA/dVVxc09H-tI/s400/22062007026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078911556041778306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the distressed look of the 'editor'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rnvra6d_JJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/C-uCNuIM4dQ/s1600-h/22062007029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rnvra6d_JJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/C-uCNuIM4dQ/s400/22062007029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078911852394521746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;the negative pics of the reports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvryKd_JKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ebwl7bHDIdQ/s1600-h/20062007021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvryKd_JKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ebwl7bHDIdQ/s400/20062007021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078912251826480290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the confused, tired, stressed look of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(pic was taken after the final session of the andam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;kak yani seeked my help again to be her model in last session of andam (grooming) course... it was sweet of her to treat me to KFC before going for the session, and bought me a hello-kitty makeup bag, as a token of appreciation... i was extremely tired on that day, but becos i had promised her, i kept my words... and i'm lucky on that day, there was no grooming on hair... else, it'll be an extra time of half-an hour... and i went home by cab.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rnvs4qd_JLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/SPtgQFfNrFY/s1600-h/20062007015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rnvs4qd_JLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/SPtgQFfNrFY/s400/20062007015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078913463007257778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;did mention in my previous blog regarding hubby's fren wedding in the temple... these are the uploads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvtS6d_JMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UV2OdJV9_SE/s1600-h/17062007005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvtS6d_JMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UV2OdJV9_SE/s400/17062007005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078913913978823874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvtkKd_JNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iTfqFH6EmSk/s1600-h/17062007007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnvtkKd_JNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iTfqFH6EmSk/s400/17062007007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078914210331567314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear PSB Academy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;why are you making my life so damn miserable.... others had already known their results, and yet me had to endure till prob Monday to see my HR results.... (thou' in my heart i knew, i had to re-take it)..... i had already settled the final bill what.... so why didnt u release the results to me.... i hate this feeling.... it simply makes me suffer.... while others had seen their HR results and only awaits for the Marketing ones, i had to endure to be able to see both at the same time... HAIZ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-7376018561648092651?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7376018561648092651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=7376018561648092651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7376018561648092651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/7376018561648092651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/feeling-terrible-yet-relief.html' title='feeling terrible yet relief'/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_H9RzlEzs2pY/Rnvq06d_JHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/66izFc8Eosk/s72-c/22062007030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27179163.post-5402420071831530060</id><published>2007-06-22T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T17:35:30.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnuXcqd_JGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4Wj8A1hIbC4/s1600-h/friendship.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078819523482559586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="355" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnuXcqd_JGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4Wj8A1hIbC4/s320/friendship.png" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5402420071831530060?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5402420071831530060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5402420071831530060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5402420071831530060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5402420071831530060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_H9RzlEzs2pY/RnuXcqd_JGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4Wj8A1hIbC4/s72-c/friendship.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27179163.post-2264472629198338156</id><published>2007-06-22T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T11:35:51.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;aaarrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-2264472629198338156?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2264472629198338156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=2264472629198338156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2264472629198338156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/2264472629198338156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/aaarrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-4583445827143113892</id><published>2007-06-21T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T19:13:10.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;taking a short break from looking into my project report.... damn... my mind is preoccupied with lots n lots of things.... this is the first time, after a long time, i felt so depressed.... ya... DEPRESSED.... covered behind my smiles and laughters....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i wonder what is still lacking in me.... what was it tt i have yet to be able to bring happiness to a loved ones.... my temper has long been buried.... i've learnt to open myself up accepting things and looking things in a positive way.... cos' i believe, being optimistic will help brings out joy to oneself.... however, others looked at me in a different way.... assuming i'm a changed person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;is it wrong to pretend to be happy when at times u r not.... is it wrong to smile or laugh just to cover the heartache at times u r feeling.... i'm not selfish as to bring others to my unhappiness.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;to a few probs tt i myself dun understand at times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-4583445827143113892?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4583445827143113892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=4583445827143113892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4583445827143113892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/4583445827143113892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/taking-short-break-from-looking-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-112393518324690517</id><published>2007-06-18T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:46:28.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;been a very tiring weeks for me... tt was the reason why i hadnt been updating my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i returned from my trip to Port Dickson on the 11th.... feeling extremely exhausted.... reason, i had to carry my lil 'kituk' 75% of the trip.... and its not a joke.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;why not hubby? i simply dont understand it too.... but she juz doesnt want her dunlop ayah to carry her instead she prefer her skinny skeping mummy.... its her choice anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;was back to the office the next day afternoon, with lots n lots of invoices to be sent for approval.... after work meet up wz hubby and we went to watch Ocean11 @ cck cineplex....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the next 3days i was on course at IPAM... Financial Administration course, interesting i would say... and from course, instead of going home straight, i went back to my 2nd home tts my office... and again, chasing of vendors, clearing of invoices for payments.... made me stayed until 7 plus 8....... retrieving emails from my schoolmates for projects too was not a fun job for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was thinking of exploring into other team prob the last projects.... i had enuff of leadership activities for me.... thou' a close buddy of mine always motivate me by saying, u gonna miss ur project once u r done... the fact is for this project, i'm 100% sure i'm not gonna miss it... the project which i really miss most, is my baby project, Marketing... it's damn tiring yet i luv it so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had a lil shopping spree wz hubby before he joined my colleagues of MOE for a soccer game.... we bought kiddos their swimming costumes @ great world city as its near to where he gonna have his soccer.... Grange Rd, Teacher's Network..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i drove my car from Grange Rd to Wdlands Causeway Point.... ignoring hubby's advice of heavy traffic along Orchard Rd, and guess what, i was honked twice.. for trying to overtake....hehe.... but fast n furious was all my law.... ha!! ha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what did we get at Causeway Point?? oh... mum had asked us to get a lil groceries and we hang out for awhile... surveying on hps.... look here n there n we proceed home after awhile... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;having on and off cramps.... on top of terrible mosquito bites all over me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MOE family day @ Downtown East... brought both my sista-in laws... had a short fun @ WildWildWet... from there, we had our food at Pizza Hut at Tampines Mall... and i donno why, i could take 4pizzas... usually 2 is enuff... hubby bought himself a shirt @ Fonds... worth buying as its at 50% discount... got my England shirt at World Of Sport at a 24% discount... my shoes too.. which cost me less than 30bucks.... transit to my in-law place as the gerls wanted to get their clothes to overnight at my place... from there, we went to Causeway again.. this time to get my N73..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HUBBY.... I LUV U FOR GETTING ME MY IDOL PHONE... i mean not only for getting me phone lah.. i still luv u even if u didnt get me one... juz tt the luv is a lil lesser compared to buying me the phone...ha!! ha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and elder princezz was like staring at mummy hinting why is always mummy given the upmost priority... haha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;, was home half of the day... until i got ready for hubby's Indian fren's wedding at a temple opp UE Square... interesting experience... and the food too was great.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;so besties, u noe why i hadnt been updating my blog... time was really taken up... and today, when i'm home, need to work on the sch project due this friday.... arrrgghhh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-112393518324690517?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112393518324690517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=112393518324690517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/112393518324690517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/112393518324690517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/been-very-tiring-weeks-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-679813508534461698</id><published>2007-06-08T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T16:24:20.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;a short poetry which 'hits' me spontaneously;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;mengapa kesunyian yang menyelubungi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;mengapa rindu yang kurasai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;mengapa dirimu yang kuingati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;gusar hatiku kini bersendiri....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh dear, for my Sumi's sake, i need to translate it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but it will sound funny lah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(fyi sweetheart, your dear friend her enjoys composing poetries ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fyi&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;fyi&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why does loneliness overcomes me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why is the feeling of missing you that i felt, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why is it you that mingles in my mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and when i'm alone, my heart is not at ease...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-679813508534461698?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/679813508534461698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=679813508534461698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/679813508534461698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/679813508534461698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/short-poetry-which-hits-me.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-27179163.post-5732983175513338776</id><published>2007-06-07T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T17:35:56.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kasih Tak Kesampaian - Alleycats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;dari bicaramu kurasa,&lt;br /&gt;penuh nada dan irama,&lt;br /&gt;lalu cahaya berubah kebiruan,&lt;br /&gt;tersusun secantik haluan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;madah dan puisi digubah,&lt;br /&gt;hanya buatmu yang terindah,&lt;br /&gt;lalu sanggup aku hamparkan,&lt;br /&gt;satu cinta, satu jiwa,&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan ianya berbeza, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;lantas hilang,erti sebuah keinginan,&lt;br /&gt;saat aku bukan pilihan,&lt;br /&gt;saat cintamu satu sandiwara,&lt;br /&gt;cuma dusta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;puas ditangisi,&lt;br /&gt;bila hati dilukai,&lt;br /&gt;puas kau hancurkan segala impian kasih,&lt;br /&gt;kini bagai kelemasan,&lt;br /&gt;karam ditengah lautan,&lt;br /&gt;sementara ku dihimpit oleh berjuta penyesalan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;puas ku mencari,&lt;br /&gt;hakikat cinta yang suci,&lt;br /&gt;puas ku menanti cerita gembira,&lt;br /&gt;tapi kini segalanya,&lt;br /&gt;bagiku hanyalah ,&lt;br /&gt;kasih tak kesampaian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've been listening to this song donno how many times today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm totally down too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;there are moments in life wen u miss someone so much,
u wud wanna pick them up in ur dream n hug em for real...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27179163-5732983175513338776?l=lilsweetluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5732983175513338776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27179163&amp;postID=5732983175513338776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5732983175513338776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27179163/posts/default/5732983175513338776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilsweetluv.blogspot.com/2007/06/kasih-tak-kesampaian-alleycats-dari.html' title=''/><author><name>princezzD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189059675164178469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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>
