<?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-19140906</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:29:34.825+08:00</updated><category term='Potato Chips'/><category term='movie'/><category term='diving'/><category term='Dear'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Singapore Flyer'/><category term='Food'/><category term='tioman'/><category term='n'/><category term='Saturday'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Fish'/><category term='300'/><category term='Hog&apos;s Breath'/><category term='Shokudo'/><category term='Spa'/><category term='Japanese'/><category term='Wedding Blog'/><title type='text'>Like_ A_ Rose</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>217</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8816795559039138013</id><published>2008-12-13T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:03:23.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been too long.. i know</title><content type='html'>Yes, its been a long time since i last updated this blog...*hangs head in shame*&lt;br /&gt;The best way is to blog on my christmas list, for the benefit of my sisters! ahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;i will add on when i have the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Scrapbooking materials such as Paper cutter, foam dots,embellishments such as stickers, ribbons,buttons, alphabet stickers, vellum paper, brads, etc (you can visit &lt;a href="http://www.madewithlove.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.madewithlove.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt; for ideas) ;Better yet,get me a voucher!&lt;br /&gt;2) A plastic container with lots of apartments to hold all these stuff in&lt;br /&gt;3) A "Thank you" in fancy script wooden stamp. i want to use these for my wedding thank you cards&lt;br /&gt;4) New birks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8816795559039138013?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8816795559039138013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8816795559039138013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8816795559039138013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8816795559039138013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-too-long-i-know.html' title='Its been too long.. i know'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-9206572131389495618</id><published>2008-07-20T21:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:16:20.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tioman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diving'/><title type='text'>Tioman Diving trip</title><content type='html'>Back from our tioman trip last week but only uploading photos now.hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has a to do list before they die... i have a to do list before i get married..ahahah.. and one of the things to do is to do diving... had always wanted to dive since sec school day but never got around doing it.&lt;br /&gt;When dear got to hearing it, he decided to act on it and booked us lessons and a dive trip to Tioman with Sunny Cove Diving school.&lt;br /&gt;Pool training was done in a sec sch's swimming pool and though i was apprehensive at first, i found the training real fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the real thing,we set off on Fri and took a day to reach Tioman.. once we reach tioman,our rooms were not ready and our diving instructor told us "lets go for our first dive first!" wah... so sudden.... quite scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the first dive, we were taught how to descent.. so funny.. our instructors tied a rope on the sea floor and we were holding on to it and he signalled to us to follow him when all of us were on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;what happened next was super funny: once we let go of the rope, we all found ourselves floating up to the surface! so funny. all of us din not wear enough weights! ahahahah... that was our first dive and i cut my leg on the dead coral...&lt;br /&gt;2nd, 3rd &amp;amp; 4th dive were all dives with drills and it was quite fun, though tiring cos of the air tank that we have to carry in and out..super heavy sia...&lt;br /&gt;5th dive was our graduation dive.. a totally leisure dive...need not think about pivot fins and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;We called our instructor the " turtle man" cos he says he always see turtles wan.. but the other instructors say not easy to see.. but every dive we saw turtles! ahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBYabyneI/AAAAAAAABSg/N-Jfb1oC8YQ/s1600-h/n831735626_3559348_8742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225091880348458466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBYabyneI/AAAAAAAABSg/N-Jfb1oC8YQ/s200/n831735626_3559348_8742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue spotted sting ray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBO8zxnMI/AAAAAAAABSY/adRbAAf2t1U/s1600-h/n557606490_1040326_7236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225091717777169602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBO8zxnMI/AAAAAAAABSY/adRbAAf2t1U/s200/n557606490_1040326_7236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Turtle Man" with one of the 4 turtles we saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBCAUq9eI/AAAAAAAABSI/D2qVwJ5tfTI/s1600-h/n557606490_1040412_5956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225091495382152674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBCAUq9eI/AAAAAAAABSI/D2qVwJ5tfTI/s200/n557606490_1040412_5956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemos! saw alot of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINA6I_rq5I/AAAAAAAABSA/66lYQHSxDbo/s1600-h/n557606490_1040287_3603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225091360271084434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINA6I_rq5I/AAAAAAAABSA/66lYQHSxDbo/s200/n557606490_1040287_3603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group on the sea floor. our group had advanced divers and they were all pro with their underwater cameras.. and they took photos for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBiez8ZGI/AAAAAAAABSo/_Ly5OmRnBjc/s1600-h/n831735626_3559340_6186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225092053322196066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBiez8ZGI/AAAAAAAABSo/_Ly5OmRnBjc/s200/n831735626_3559340_6186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the highest there! i always float up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINA2g-MpNI/AAAAAAAABR4/Aduhx-KWweY/s1600-h/n557606490_1040306_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225091297987830994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINA2g-MpNI/AAAAAAAABR4/Aduhx-KWweY/s200/n557606490_1040306_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple photo before our graduation dive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINAvyzSrEI/AAAAAAAABRw/2w0H_xAIge8/s1600-h/n557606490_1040286_3274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225091182514842690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINAvyzSrEI/AAAAAAAABRw/2w0H_xAIge8/s200/n557606490_1040286_3274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple photo underwater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBHGyBTjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/MiWcdRNOPNU/s1600-h/n557606490_1040423_9313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225091583015210546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBHGyBTjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/MiWcdRNOPNU/s200/n557606490_1040423_9313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle man on the left, and our instructor on the right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a real exciting trip... finally got to do what i always wanted to do and got dear to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;diving is real fun but its real tiring! the going in and coming back on the boat after every trip made me real exhausted... i din get the " i must do it again soon" feeling at all. neither did dear. ahahahah.... but overall, it was a fun trip and i got to do it with dear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-9206572131389495618?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/9206572131389495618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=9206572131389495618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/9206572131389495618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/9206572131389495618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/07/tioman-diving-trip.html' title='Tioman Diving trip'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SINBYabyneI/AAAAAAAABSg/N-Jfb1oC8YQ/s72-c/n831735626_3559348_8742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-2314084420058706910</id><published>2008-07-11T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:55:34.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going for our first Scuba diving trip today! cant wait. stay tuned for photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2314084420058706910?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2314084420058706910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2314084420058706910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2314084420058706910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2314084420058706910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-for-our-first-scuba-diving-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-2913020995306688172</id><published>2008-06-27T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:27:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's happening to CSI???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh my goddness...what ever is happening to CSI? It was an accident that i managed to catch the last episode of CSI: Las Vegas Season 8. my mouth fell open when at the last part,. someone shot Warrick and left him for dead! og my goddness! when i was screaming for my sister to come watch this, she told me that she knew that the character who acted as Warrick was leaving the show in a matter of fact manner!!!oh my goddnesss.... i was shocked beyond measure! the original team is falling apart! why does CBI want to break up such a successful team???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First Sara, then Warrick! and when i went to research on the spoilers, they are bringing in another ger to replace Warrick!no more eye candy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SGUUeEdjyNI/AAAAAAAABNo/MeywxtKFjuw/s1600-h/85ae5IjgwQFd5WS-GWdugg115908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216598250204940498" style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 38px" height="59" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SGUUeEdjyNI/AAAAAAAABNo/MeywxtKFjuw/s200/85ae5IjgwQFd5WS-GWdugg115908.jpg" width="610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2913020995306688172?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2913020995306688172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2913020995306688172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2913020995306688172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2913020995306688172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-happening-to-csi.html' title='What&apos;s happening to CSI???'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SGUUeEdjyNI/AAAAAAAABNo/MeywxtKFjuw/s72-c/85ae5IjgwQFd5WS-GWdugg115908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-9023220433520454304</id><published>2008-06-21T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:02:51.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other updates</title><content type='html'>Some other updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Wh2b3TbI/AAAAAAAABNY/zjV9lBkoBrw/s1600-h/1+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214348714368781746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Wh2b3TbI/AAAAAAAABNY/zjV9lBkoBrw/s200/1+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from my ofice on the 18th floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0WqZEsPXI/AAAAAAAABNg/m-M6wGrHWQg/s1600-h/1+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214348861105782130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0WqZEsPXI/AAAAAAAABNg/m-M6wGrHWQg/s200/1+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desk at the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Wa0Fh3PI/AAAAAAAABNQ/laeRR4x479M/s1600-h/1+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214348593479146738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Wa0Fh3PI/AAAAAAAABNQ/laeRR4x479M/s200/1+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snack that i am hooked on now... Wheatables! whole meal.... good and not fattening i hope!! aahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all the updates i have.. heheheeh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-9023220433520454304?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/9023220433520454304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=9023220433520454304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/9023220433520454304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/9023220433520454304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/06/other-updates.html' title='Other updates'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Wh2b3TbI/AAAAAAAABNY/zjV9lBkoBrw/s72-c/1+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-3151048848078811466</id><published>2008-06-21T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:54:47.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf Lessons</title><content type='html'>We are on a roll man! So many activities suddenly! ahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;Due to dear's occupation and his colleagues, there was a need to learn and play golf...and so his company actualy subsided his golf lessons and i get to join as well.. no subsidy but much cheaper than if  signed up myself. my mum told me once that if dear took up golf, i better too, cannot become a golf widow.. hahaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golf lesson 1 was abit awkward as we had a briefing with all his colleagues and after the briefing, all gathered to watch us have our first lesson. but it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;our instructor was a real professional and can just swing a club and the bal flies 200m at least!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After golf leson 1, we were so entu that we decided to practise before golf lesson 2. so on sunday we went to hit some balls. 60 of them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0CogKRUhI/AAAAAAAABNA/xviznbUEK7w/s1600-h/1+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214326838415938066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0CogKRUhI/AAAAAAAABNA/xviznbUEK7w/s200/1+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 balls to hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Cv9RxnVI/AAAAAAAABNI/LTIrqCgWLjM/s1600-h/1+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214326966491127122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Cv9RxnVI/AAAAAAAABNI/LTIrqCgWLjM/s200/1+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear warming up... warm up is very impt in golf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Cd0-Z7TI/AAAAAAAABM4/hfNc8o9Ctu8/s1600-h/1+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214326655024753970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0Cd0-Z7TI/AAAAAAAABM4/hfNc8o9Ctu8/s200/1+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queenstown golf range..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3151048848078811466?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3151048848078811466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3151048848078811466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3151048848078811466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3151048848078811466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/06/golf-lessons.html' title='Golf Lessons'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0CogKRUhI/AAAAAAAABNA/xviznbUEK7w/s72-c/1+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5314777516538381975</id><published>2008-06-21T21:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:29:48.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spa'/><title type='text'>Fish Spa</title><content type='html'>Ever since we saw Kenko's fish spa at the singapore flyer, we wanted to try it and so chiao that before we did it, a fren sms ed me to recommend me a place that does this... and its so much cheaper! so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on our anniversary, i decided to bring dear there for a "fishy" experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shop is at people's park and with vague directions from my fren (we din not even know its name!), managed to find the shop though its was quite a ordinary shop... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no one there (No wonder my fren say no need to make reservation!) and when we stepped in, i got a shock la. the fishes were damn big compared to the tiny ones we saw at Kenko!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the pics do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz_Mm52pYI/AAAAAAAABMo/BLrTfGqISXY/s1600-h/1+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214323060654908802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz_Mm52pYI/AAAAAAAABMo/BLrTfGqISXY/s200/1+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The name of the shop... so cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-kPM1JtI/AAAAAAAABMI/LL2UDGJ9b-U/s1600-h/1+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214322367097284306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-kPM1JtI/AAAAAAAABMI/LL2UDGJ9b-U/s200/1+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not put my whole feet in for the first 10 mins!it was super ticklish la.... yes, those black dots are the fishes! eww.w.. could only put my heel in first.. just as well that my heels were really bad and needed more help : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-uNO9ehI/AAAAAAAABMQ/J3FgqZ4C9IY/s1600-h/1+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214322538368039442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-uNO9ehI/AAAAAAAABMQ/J3FgqZ4C9IY/s200/1+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you see how big they are? i got abit scared when i look down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-2IVXcVI/AAAAAAAABMY/fTOhzJeW97w/s1600-h/1+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214322674491683154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-2IVXcVI/AAAAAAAABMY/fTOhzJeW97w/s200/1+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0B-iTi0BI/AAAAAAAABMw/x9TAVCFG1m4/s1600-h/1+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214326117437198354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SF0B-iTi0BI/AAAAAAAABMw/x9TAVCFG1m4/s200/1+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahah. dear is more brave than me. his whole feet is totally submerged in the water while mine still hovers above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz_FIlIHiI/AAAAAAAABMg/DqUv4t2cMJs/s1600-h/1+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214322932255825442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz_FIlIHiI/AAAAAAAABMg/DqUv4t2cMJs/s200/1+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally my feet goes in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the end of 30 mins, my feet was noticeably smoother and free of dead skin! its even better than a pedicure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hooked.. going to go back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5314777516538381975?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5314777516538381975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5314777516538381975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5314777516538381975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5314777516538381975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/06/fish-spa.html' title='Fish Spa'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz_Mm52pYI/AAAAAAAABMo/BLrTfGqISXY/s72-c/1+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8162009993265462809</id><published>2008-06-21T21:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:13:10.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Made of honour</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lack of posts. my laptop took a holiday with my sisters in shanghai and i din have the software to upload photos from my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch Made of honour, after recommendations from friends who say that it was nice and funny. Since its wedding related, i thought that it can give me some ideas for my own. yes, i am consumed by wedding thoughts... i am a bridezilla! ahahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show was ok.. guy gets ger in the end.. hahahaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz91iCqOQI/AAAAAAAABL4/rxBmUmR9aNM/s1600-h/1+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214321564701047042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz91iCqOQI/AAAAAAAABL4/rxBmUmR9aNM/s200/1+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Covering patrick was intentional! ahahaha... trying to depict that dear is made of honour!haahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-HsLCmoI/AAAAAAAABMA/OtxnmkPnofA/s1600-h/1+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214321876658199170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz-HsLCmoI/AAAAAAAABMA/OtxnmkPnofA/s200/1+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for the show to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8162009993265462809?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8162009993265462809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8162009993265462809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8162009993265462809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8162009993265462809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/06/made-of-honour.html' title='Made of honour'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SFz91iCqOQI/AAAAAAAABL4/rxBmUmR9aNM/s72-c/1+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-4212045611947097710</id><published>2008-06-08T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:10:50.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex &amp; the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SEvmDB6SaQI/AAAAAAAABKw/Tq5bztemp-0/s1600-h/sexandthecity_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209510333711018242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SEvmDB6SaQI/AAAAAAAABKw/Tq5bztemp-0/s200/sexandthecity_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex and the city Movie Rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;i love the movie sia.... there were so many ups and downs and i was bawling like a baby in one scene and laughing the next min! i love the emotion rush.. whee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the show struck me as it involved wedding preparations..heheheeh&lt;br /&gt;Shoes, fashion, girl friends, "Colouring"(U have to watch the show to know what it is) ...whats not there for a girl to like?Dear liked it too.... hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rem saying before that for a movie to be rated excellent to me, its that it leaves its imprint on me and i leave the cinema with a wow expression and i keep thinking about it. this movie totally did that for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it! Go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Should you not want to watch it (Why?) you can click below for the spoiler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themoviespoiler.com/Spoilers/sexandthecity.html"&gt;http://www.themoviespoiler.com/Spoilers/sexandthecity.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for the pictures or movie reel where Carrie was taking the vogues pictures... somehow i love that scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SEvmMnT2gcI/AAAAAAAABK4/BueT9U4DK_M/s1600-h/sexandthecity_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209510498369176002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SEvmMnT2gcI/AAAAAAAABK4/BueT9U4DK_M/s200/sexandthecity_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SEvmT2n0zHI/AAAAAAAABLA/gQ8c3RkBb8s/s1600-h/sexandthecity_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209510622738566258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SEvmT2n0zHI/AAAAAAAABLA/gQ8c3RkBb8s/s200/sexandthecity_24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-4212045611947097710?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/4212045611947097710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=4212045611947097710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4212045611947097710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4212045611947097710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-city.html' title='Sex &amp; the city'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SEvmDB6SaQI/AAAAAAAABKw/Tq5bztemp-0/s72-c/sexandthecity_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-4820045333442308829</id><published>2008-05-25T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:51:06.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potato Chips'/><title type='text'>Sweet Surprise!</title><content type='html'>my Husband to be is soooo sweet!!! Awww.....&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have been craving for Calbee-Hot &amp;amp; Spicy Potato Chips! Frankly, i have never eaten this brand before until a few weeks ago, my colleague introduced this to us for tea time snack and ever since, i have cravings for them sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one night.. after dinner at Dear's parents shop, i had the craving for the potato chips while walking over to Dear's house. briefly mentioned it to dear and he asked me to buy but i tried to resist the temptation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the house, i started singing the Calbee potato chips advertisement as the tune keeps ringing in my head....And Dear kept asking me to go bathe! i wanted to watch a tv show but he keep asking me to bathe and i keep telling him " later" hahaahah.. din suspect anything cos he always does this to me.hahaahhaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally i went to bathe... and then when i came out and walked into dear's room, i realised that a packet was sitting on the table!!!Awwww..... dear went downstairs to buy a packet for me..! i so happy, not becos of i get to eat potato chips but that my dear is so sweet and attentive to my needs... i felt so loved and pampered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjcwlQrqwI/AAAAAAAABJ4/L__emoDkyPo/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204152096620522242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjcwlQrqwI/AAAAAAAABJ4/L__emoDkyPo/s200/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt resist the temptation-Gobbled all up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjc8FQrqxI/AAAAAAAABKA/nn-MvKzBhFw/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204152294189017874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjc8FQrqxI/AAAAAAAABKA/nn-MvKzBhFw/s200/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear looking real pleasedwith himself  : ) thank you dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband to be is the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-4820045333442308829?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/4820045333442308829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=4820045333442308829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4820045333442308829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4820045333442308829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweet-surprise.html' title='Sweet Surprise!'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjcwlQrqwI/AAAAAAAABJ4/L__emoDkyPo/s72-c/DSC00051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5983160976012586210</id><published>2008-05-25T11:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:22:34.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>300 Fishes!</title><content type='html'>Spend the sat at home : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is into fishes and my uncle kindly "donated" a fishpond to her after he moved house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishes have come and go and somehow, we just cant get them to give birth to more or live longer... hahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear bought 10 guppies and all died in a matter of 5 days! All thanks to these fish below *angry*&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Bulbs! Super fierce fishes that definitely cannot live with Guppies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjZjFQrqvI/AAAAAAAABJw/EyoKe0rUz_A/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204148566157404914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjZjFQrqvI/AAAAAAAABJw/EyoKe0rUz_A/s200/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what started out as a simple task of taking out the dead guppies became a full blown project of cleaning out the whole fish tank, transferring of all the old fishes to another tank and Scrubbing the rocks and putting in new water...hahahaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to spend too much on fishes that can die anytime, we took a ride to Pasir Ris Farmway as my uncle told us that he bought his fishes there at a much cheaper price. so off we went!&lt;br /&gt;First stop- Couldnt find cheap fish. the guppies cost $1 each! same retail price.&lt;br /&gt;Second Stop- Found several stores at a stretch. Initally wanted to buy Koi, but the saleslady told us that they can grow very big, so ditched the idea. Guppies were cheaper but no colour... not attractive and suddenly i saw big bags lying carelessly on the floor and i can see that there were alot of fishes in it. Went to inspect and realise that the bag contains red fishes! Got Colour and there were ...get this.... 300 inside!! Wow.. definitely can fill my tank and alot of fishes make it more lively!!hahhaahaha... checked the price with the store owner and get this!! Only$10!!! Super Cheap!! its only 33 cents for each.. and even if half die next week, i still have 150 left.. more than enough.. so happy and immediately bought them home to their new house.. ahahahha&lt;br /&gt;So far, the dead count is 3.... : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjX-lQrqtI/AAAAAAAABJg/GRotzTvLDt8/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204146839580551890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjX-lQrqtI/AAAAAAAABJg/GRotzTvLDt8/s200/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300 Fishes in the bag.. mummy asked if i am sure if there are 300 there.. but i wouldnt go and count.. would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjXhVQrqsI/AAAAAAAABJY/ZiF5rUHBiiM/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204146337069378242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjXhVQrqsI/AAAAAAAABJY/ZiF5rUHBiiM/s200/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clean fish pond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjYKlQrquI/AAAAAAAABJo/wjIEeq4K9vE/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204147045738982114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjYKlQrquI/AAAAAAAABJo/wjIEeq4K9vE/s200/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish pond with light on-Cant really see them... but i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats how Dear and i spent our Sat.. ahhaaha.. meaningful as my mum seems satisfied with them.. haahahah... $10 .. whats there not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5983160976012586210?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5983160976012586210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5983160976012586210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5983160976012586210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5983160976012586210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/05/300-fishes.html' title='300 Fishes!'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDjZjFQrqvI/AAAAAAAABJw/EyoKe0rUz_A/s72-c/DSC00056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5760288983880254460</id><published>2008-05-19T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:24:45.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shokudo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read some reviews about Shokudo- a japanese version of Marche..&lt;br /&gt;Went there to eat dinner with Dear after my bintan trip.Luckily, we reached there at about 6 plus and was able to get a seat fairly quickly. After our dinner, when we walked out, we realised that there was a super long queue outside!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFtUMUpiKI/AAAAAAAABJQ/xWdaxf-a1_Q/s1600-h/shokudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202059238262278306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFtUMUpiKI/AAAAAAAABJQ/xWdaxf-a1_Q/s200/shokudo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But frankly speaking, cant see what is the hype about. Yes, it is fairly innovative to have a japanese food bazaar and the food quality was quite good. i walked away fairly disaapointed.Contradicting huh?&lt;br /&gt;Here s what i ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFtFsUpiJI/AAAAAAAABJI/L4uKdBeFFik/s1600-h/flyer+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202058989154175122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFtFsUpiJI/AAAAAAAABJI/L4uKdBeFFik/s200/flyer+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken and Mushroom Pasta Soup- Tasty soup, however its real expensive for such a simple dish about 8 dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFs-MUpiII/AAAAAAAABJA/c9PJrrv_sAc/s1600-h/flyer+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202058860305156226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFs-MUpiII/AAAAAAAABJA/c9PJrrv_sAc/s200/flyer+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFs2MUpiHI/AAAAAAAABI4/_N5Hv6-m6gg/s1600-h/flyer+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202058722866202738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFs2MUpiHI/AAAAAAAABI4/_N5Hv6-m6gg/s200/flyer+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unagi Eel rice- Rice fairly tasty but eel pieces was so small- maybe's that why its one of the cheapest stuff- $3.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had grilled chicken, salmon belly, seafood soup and red bean with Mochi as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rating: So so only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5760288983880254460?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5760288983880254460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5760288983880254460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5760288983880254460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5760288983880254460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/05/read-some-reviews-about-shokudo.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFtUMUpiKI/AAAAAAAABJQ/xWdaxf-a1_Q/s72-c/shokudo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5437843614378422285</id><published>2008-05-19T15:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:25:28.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Flyer'/><title type='text'>8 Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>15th May 2008 -8th year anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...8 years liao...we have come a long way since 15th May 2000.&lt;br /&gt;From JC til working adults...it s a journey with dear and though we have our ups and downs, we have come out stronger together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our anniversary on the Singapore flyer... dear think i dun rem this, but i rem dear telling me before that his company was planning to bring his clients to the singapore flyer and i rem complaining to him that i wanted to be the first that he brings up to the flyer.After that, i forgot about it...&lt;br /&gt;and then... suddenly one day dear presented me with the tickets to take the flyer for our anniversary... so sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a homecooked dinner with mum, we set out at about 7 plus to the flyer. never did we expect that it was so crowded! we forgot that it was a public holiday! haahahah...had to queue to get onto the flyer. luckily, had dear to accompany.&lt;br /&gt;The ride was 30 min and we took it at 9 pm so we saw glittering lights. it was pretty but after a while, we got bored of the scenary and in the end took alot of couple photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFofMUpiFI/AAAAAAAABIo/BDLFi0fKrUU/s1600-h/s708457750_842695_8475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053929682700370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFofMUpiFI/AAAAAAAABIo/BDLFi0fKrUU/s200/s708457750_842695_8475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singpaore at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoasUpiEI/AAAAAAAABIg/Mo3zppGsAdw/s1600-h/s708457750_842676_6765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053852373289026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoasUpiEI/AAAAAAAABIg/Mo3zppGsAdw/s200/s708457750_842676_6765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoxMUpiGI/AAAAAAAABIw/7Lr308DlEwA/s1600-h/s708457750_842683_6804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202054238920345698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoxMUpiGI/AAAAAAAABIw/7Lr308DlEwA/s200/s708457750_842683_6804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoWMUpiDI/AAAAAAAABIY/f5rL8yCk9X4/s1600-h/s708457750_842649_887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053775063877682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoWMUpiDI/AAAAAAAABIY/f5rL8yCk9X4/s200/s708457750_842649_887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple shots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoQ8UpiCI/AAAAAAAABIQ/PKOArraj47E/s1600-h/s708457750_842677_7467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053684869564450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFoQ8UpiCI/AAAAAAAABIQ/PKOArraj47E/s200/s708457750_842677_7467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artistic shot of the Flyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear quite like the experience and doesnt mind going back again. For me, i dun think i will go back that soon... perhaps when after the IR is done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDEmOcUpiAI/AAAAAAAABIA/KXWcks_DO6w/s1600-h/flyer+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201981074152458242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDEmOcUpiAI/AAAAAAAABIA/KXWcks_DO6w/s200/flyer+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My present to Dear- A cartoon caricature of us. i told the artist to make me skinnier but he didnt!hahahaha..But looks quite real ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDEmx8UpiBI/AAAAAAAABII/-mMQrhwXdd4/s1600-h/flyer+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5437843614378422285?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5437843614378422285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5437843614378422285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5437843614378422285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5437843614378422285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/05/8-year-anniversary.html' title='8 Year Anniversary'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SDFofMUpiFI/AAAAAAAABIo/BDLFi0fKrUU/s72-c/s708457750_842695_8475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5511773915139886478</id><published>2008-05-11T14:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:26:19.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hog&apos;s Breath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;Been busy updating our wedding blog and have no interest in updating this blog... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Daddy left for his secondment in Shanghai last tues and as he s going for a long haul, took time off to send him off at the airport. My sister who just fin her exam also booked her grad trip to Melbourne and was to fly off that day as well so it was killing 2 birds with one stone!&lt;br /&gt;Before that, we surprised dad with an extended family dinner at "Hooked on Heads" at Sin Ming Plaza that served one of the beter Fish Head curries i have eaten for a long time... The cousins and us also made me a scrapbook to bring along to shanghai. can see that daddy was real touched that everyone made the effort to attend the dinner and can see that why he was the god father to all the cousins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that my family has become the jetsetter family.. its always one family member overseas starting from june onwards!&lt;br /&gt;everyone except me will be going up to shanghai in June!!i will be the driver to bring them to the airport and off to work i go. i am looking to go up with dear in Oct but plane tickets are real ex to go shanghai. a 6 hour flight costs about 1k!! phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaYZ8UphyI/AAAAAAAABGQ/3vqt95mu1PY/s1600-h/Daddy+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199010391302702882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaYZ8UphyI/AAAAAAAABGQ/3vqt95mu1PY/s200/Daddy+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blur Sotong Sister forgot to apply for Visa to enter Australia!!! Luckily she could do so in the airport otherwise she had to go home and forget all about the trip. she said her tan left her face when she heard the staff ask for her visa.. ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaW88UphuI/AAAAAAAABFw/2pxm3Rd16Uo/s1600-h/Daddy+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199008793574868706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaW88UphuI/AAAAAAAABFw/2pxm3Rd16Uo/s200/Daddy+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest mummy would be holding the fort alone in Spore and i really admire that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other stuff, managed to eat Hog's Breath Cafe yesterday. the prime rib is to die for!! melts in your mouth and dessert,apple crumble was the best! big portions man.... i had to share the dessert with dear and we both felt so full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaYC8UphxI/AAAAAAAABGI/q_CT_SLnEeU/s1600-h/Daddy+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199009996165711634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaYC8UphxI/AAAAAAAABGI/q_CT_SLnEeU/s200/Daddy+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To die for dessert-Apple crumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaX0MUphwI/AAAAAAAABGA/qC9NuhbEiJc/s1600-h/Daddy+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199009742762641154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaX0MUphwI/AAAAAAAABGA/qC9NuhbEiJc/s200/Daddy+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaXecUphvI/AAAAAAAABF4/y5MrmsFJD_c/s1600-h/Daddy+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199009369100486386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaXecUphvI/AAAAAAAABF4/y5MrmsFJD_c/s200/Daddy+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another random pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaZXcUphzI/AAAAAAAABGY/PL-YLU6xXpQ/s1600-h/Daddy+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199011447864657714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaZXcUphzI/AAAAAAAABGY/PL-YLU6xXpQ/s200/Daddy+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague snapped this of me with my new sony ericsson phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup me and dear are back to couple phones! Sony Ericsson K770i hp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my phone! all the photos above are taken with it.. clear hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5511773915139886478?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5511773915139886478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5511773915139886478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5511773915139886478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5511773915139886478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-been-busy-updating-our.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/SCaYZ8UphyI/AAAAAAAABGQ/3vqt95mu1PY/s72-c/Daddy+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-996502422646415650</id><published>2008-04-13T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:57:11.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates as we have been busy with wedding preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even started a wedding blog so as not to bore you all with wedding preparations details on our individual blogs. Here's the link:http://likearose.weddingannouncer.com. Details are still being put in so bear with us.Quick update: Wedding preparations are going fine and family and frens are amazed at our speed we are moving.. Even we are surprised at how fast we are booking stuff but it cannot be helped. Here we are thinking that we have all the time in the world, and we realised that couples are booking stuff for 09 too. If we want to have our pick, we have to start now... not that i mind anyway, its quite exciting thinking and planning the wedding with dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from wedding preparations, we are busy with our lose weight programmes and just spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been going running with dear... slow and easy jogs to start off first.Even thought of joining the gym but it costs too much. most prob would use Chuan Park's gym first. If i see results then i will move to the professional gym... not much time left though! Today saw Jade running around her estate and it set me thinking: I dun have much time. Hope i can see results soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch 3 Kingdom starring Andy Lau, Sammo Hung and Maggie Q today.Actually, i was not too keen on watching it after hearing that it was about chinese history. i thought i would fall asleep during the show.. surprisingly, i did not! The show is quite interesting and i was riveted... especially with Andy Lau!!!!He is forever young man...when a 50 year old man acts as a young punk and makes me believe that he is a youing punk, that is acting man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear was quite indignant when he overhear some army guys say they were there for Maggie Q. " She was not even pretty in the show!" that s what he said.. ahahaha... They gave Andy Lau for the gers (Vaness Wu is no where in his league), must give a bit of eye candy for the guys mah... but she was so bundled up, no flesh was shown so that great body is totally hidden. too bad for the guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-996502422646415650?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/996502422646415650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=996502422646415650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/996502422646415650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/996502422646415650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-as-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-5975154856702763933</id><published>2008-03-24T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:46:52.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The New Paper wedding show-Vivocity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-efow5qchI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5Q9TKDNWcv8/s1600-h/weding+show+357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181285418983387666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-efow5qchI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5Q9TKDNWcv8/s200/weding+show+357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was not very productive for us as we already booked our studio and most vendors were bridal studios... blah..&lt;br /&gt;i think we went just for the bridal show but tat too was a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;All gowns were from a same designer and all designs were almost the same and that very same day, i received the news that i cannot wear tube gowns cos of the scars of my chest.it doesnt help that most wedding dresses are all in tubes nowadays. i am quite worried about my gown selection but worrying wouldnt help anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, dear was real comforting and my mood lifted considerably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who missed the show ..here are the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egyQ5qclI/AAAAAAAABDw/vbSBPIFqOWI/s1600-h/weding+show+444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181286681703772754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egyQ5qclI/AAAAAAAABDw/vbSBPIFqOWI/s200/weding+show+444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egZQ5qcjI/AAAAAAAABDg/enzTqc8u2GA/s1600-h/weding+show+388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181286252207043122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egZQ5qcjI/AAAAAAAABDg/enzTqc8u2GA/s200/weding+show+388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egIw5qciI/AAAAAAAABDY/-1MzkcHHhls/s1600-h/weding+show+365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181285968739201570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egIw5qciI/AAAAAAAABDY/-1MzkcHHhls/s200/weding+show+365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that all the dresses i kindof liked were on the same ger... dunno whether is the gown pretty or the ger made it pretty hahahahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egiA5qckI/AAAAAAAABDo/3gY3HtBNtes/s1600-h/weding+show+398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181286402530898498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-egiA5qckI/AAAAAAAABDo/3gY3HtBNtes/s200/weding+show+398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys' attire was pathetic. only one male model and 2 changes for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like wedding is really the bride's day alright : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-efXQ5qcgI/AAAAAAAABDI/oqaN17d7PyM/s1600-h/weding+show+356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181285118335676930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-efXQ5qcgI/AAAAAAAABDI/oqaN17d7PyM/s200/weding+show+356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couple shot-i look so white and fat. need to lose weight!aahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-efCw5qcfI/AAAAAAAABDA/BliBu3zEthg/s1600-h/weding+show+285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181284766148358642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-efCw5qcfI/AAAAAAAABDA/BliBu3zEthg/s200/weding+show+285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet right&gt; Our goddaughter drew this for us. i might use this for our wedding booklet for mass or something... I m going to frame it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5975154856702763933?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5975154856702763933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5975154856702763933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5975154856702763933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5975154856702763933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-paper-wedding-show-vivocity-was-not.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-efow5qchI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5Q9TKDNWcv8/s72-c/weding+show+357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-3614651386304335834</id><published>2008-03-24T20:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:30:16.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some baking done recently..&lt;br /&gt;Sortof lost the momentum of baking implusively so stopping occasionally...&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, let me tempt you with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ebew5qcZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/fZrLvgOx668/s1600-h/chuan+park+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181280849138184594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ebew5qcZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/fZrLvgOx668/s200/chuan+park+146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecLg5qcbI/AAAAAAAABCg/4tm0tuarBUU/s1600-h/chuan+park+153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181281617937330610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecLg5qcbI/AAAAAAAABCg/4tm0tuarBUU/s200/chuan+park+153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecCQ5qcaI/AAAAAAAABCY/sssjbV4D2fk/s1600-h/chuan+park+149.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some healthy homemade Oatmeal with Raisins cookies?&lt;br /&gt;Had a craving for them after eating the store bought ones... Those were the crunchy type, but i prefer the soft crumbly kind so went online to search and viola found a receipe that says its the best oatmeal cookie and i just had to try.. its true,one of the best i ever eaten!&lt;br /&gt;Family esp my dad gave it a thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;Have to try this again soon.. the pics are making me water....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you prefer a lemon cake??&lt;br /&gt;Simple but with a tangy zest?&lt;br /&gt;Oohhh, i love lemon pies but they are just so troublesome to make. so whats better than making the mixture and pouring it all into a cake tin? results the same...&lt;br /&gt;Not too sure but it did not rise as much as i thought and the top was too brown for my liking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecUg5qccI/AAAAAAAABCo/8WraEnXOR5g/s1600-h/weding+show+454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181281772556153282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecUg5qccI/AAAAAAAABCo/8WraEnXOR5g/s200/weding+show+454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i turned it upside down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecgw5qceI/AAAAAAAABC4/tK8xvK102WE/s1600-h/weding+show+457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181281983009550818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecgw5qceI/AAAAAAAABC4/tK8xvK102WE/s200/weding+show+457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, a nice golden brown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecZw5qcdI/AAAAAAAABCw/iWPZhQIorj0/s1600-h/weding+show+456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181281862750466514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ecZw5qcdI/AAAAAAAABCw/iWPZhQIorj0/s200/weding+show+456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of the lemon cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the smell of lemon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for more home made goodies... whenever i get the mood that is..heeheheh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3614651386304335834?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3614651386304335834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3614651386304335834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3614651386304335834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3614651386304335834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-baking-done-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R-ebew5qcZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/fZrLvgOx668/s72-c/chuan+park+146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-1675975970550979350</id><published>2008-03-01T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:24:12.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8lyMhaY_mI/AAAAAAAABAs/ZGhiwE4GjPU/s1600-h/fernvale+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172791206464781922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8lyMhaY_mI/AAAAAAAABAs/ZGhiwE4GjPU/s200/fernvale+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8lyshaY_nI/AAAAAAAABA0/HNoSuYlTx2U/s1600-h/fernvale+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172791756220595826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8lyshaY_nI/AAAAAAAABA0/HNoSuYlTx2U/s200/fernvale+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos taken on the ground floor. The right hand side is our block, the slowest one so far! Aiya, looks like we will take our keys last.... luckily for us, we got another alternative while waiting for our flat to be up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8lzHRaY_oI/AAAAAAAABA8/-XnGE6SYmrk/s1600-h/fernvale+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172792215782096514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8lzHRaY_oI/AAAAAAAABA8/-XnGE6SYmrk/s200/fernvale+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, went up to the 13th Floor of fernvale grove to take the photo... i think when the occupants move in, we cant do so liao i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at kou fu at fernvale, check out the shops and i am getting more and more excited about living there.. its quite accessible to the LRT and shops so it should be a blast living with dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we crossed the seas to our neighbour, JB to check out the bridal fair for our bridal studio. we did some homework on singaporean bridal shops the night before and the prices were like about 3k plus for most shops.Dear had some recommendations from his colleagues about Venus in JB and was eager to check it out. i was apprehensive after looking at the website but the opportunity to divide the 3k package to half thre price was too good to pass up. i also had a reccomendation from my colleague for superstar in JB as well and we went in with a open mind.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the guy who escaped, we thought that the customs would be real long and slow but surprisingly we passed customs in 15 mins.. went directly to the bridal fair and directly sat at Venus's booth.had quite a friendly consultant. actually, i was quite scared of hard sell, but nope... was quite friendly and dun have those "this is only one day promotion thing" tactics.. i think we were more eager than them ahahahh and we signed up with Venus.. the package was RM 3888=SGD$1944!Their package was comprehensive for the photoshoot but there are some stuff that is not in the package such as AD Photographer and videographer. got to look around for recommendations.for 1944, i feel we got quite a good deal..&lt;br /&gt;we also went to their bridal studio to take a look at their gowns and even tried them on! i tried 3 and was quite impressed that they managed to choose the dresses i liked.. only con is that they dun do Made to measure gowns... so i am pretty apprehensive about my gown selection. i hope it comes out ok. Was real impressed with their photography skills and i think our album will come out real nice...&lt;br /&gt;We went to take a look at Superstar before we settled on Venus.maybe we were served by a new stuff who was sniffing and the albums they showed us wasnt too impressive, cos even though the package was cheaper and perks almost on par with Venus, i think we felt more comfortable with Venus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now its time to lose weight!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-1675975970550979350?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/1675975970550979350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=1675975970550979350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1675975970550979350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1675975970550979350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/03/photos-taken-on-ground-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8lyMhaY_mI/AAAAAAAABAs/ZGhiwE4GjPU/s72-c/fernvale+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-4226244074576628542</id><published>2008-02-29T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:16:53.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8goZxaY_lI/AAAAAAAABAk/c0vcOMqjDF8/s1600-h/pics+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172428595260882514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8goZxaY_lI/AAAAAAAABAk/c0vcOMqjDF8/s200/pics+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A just because gift from dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee.... aint he cute?? look like my dear hor?&lt;br /&gt;i bought the ger version for him for valentine's day cos i think its so sweet to have a reminder of how much i love him. i did hint to him that there is a boy version as well.. but never thought he would just buy it for me for a just because present! So sweet of him...&lt;br /&gt;When he came up the escalator with a precious moment bag, i knew what it was liao and real touched that he took the effort to "lie" to him on his travelling time so that i would not suspect... dear you are getting real good at this ya? i must listen even more carefully to his words liao for double meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto another good stuff,the wedding date has been set and we have decided on our hotel venue for our wedding dinner! fast hor?The choice is "Merchant Court-Swissotel" in Clarke Quay. actually, its a relief to have that out of the way as there are couples who, after seeing so many hotels get confused. for us,it was quite easy to make the decision as everytime we went to merchant court to eat durian puree, we always miao the wedding dinners and though we never see the set up, we somehow like the ambience and wondered how it is like to have our wedding dinner there.it was always in our shortlisted hotels.&lt;br /&gt;When the time came for us to shortlist our hotels, it was down to Merchant court and Grand Copthrone Waterfront. After meeting with the coordinators and comparing the packages and places, we decided to go with our first choice to have our dream wedding after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it s quite scary to know that couples are booking hotels all the way to 2009! like us, there are couples who have booked all the way to end quarter of 2009! luckily dear think far far and proposed early so that we can start planning early.good thinking daer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is onto the next stage: Bridal shops! That one, i am abit apprehensive as i have heard about the hard sell tatics that some BS use... and i am not comfortable with saying no...hope we wun get hokwinked&lt;br /&gt;We will be making a trip to JB to take a look at the bridal fair, see if it is cheaper and more worth it... keep u updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-4226244074576628542?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/4226244074576628542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=4226244074576628542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4226244074576628542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4226244074576628542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-because-gift-from-dear-hee.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8goZxaY_lI/AAAAAAAABAk/c0vcOMqjDF8/s72-c/pics+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-328573681428451353</id><published>2008-02-24T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:54:24.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8BNZFQ-P6I/AAAAAAAABAc/gxeNF8Papmg/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170217465526763426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8BNZFQ-P6I/AAAAAAAABAc/gxeNF8Papmg/s200/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;L-Change the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; the movie surprised me.. 8 days gave it a 2 star rating and i was expecting a movie where producers wanted to just make a quick buck from all death note fans... but its not that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this show is more emotional than mental and it packed alot in the 2 hours. Though the plot was so so, the guy who is acting as L was superb and pulled it off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End Result : I like......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-328573681428451353?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/328573681428451353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=328573681428451353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/328573681428451353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/328573681428451353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/02/l-change-world-movie-surprised-me.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R8BNZFQ-P6I/AAAAAAAABAc/gxeNF8Papmg/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-3706273231925294903</id><published>2008-02-17T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:22:16.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7glEFQ-P5I/AAAAAAAABAU/U7AyubRT9gw/s1600-h/random+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167921324470714258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7glEFQ-P5I/AAAAAAAABAU/U7AyubRT9gw/s200/random+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7gkqVQ-P4I/AAAAAAAABAM/AWd6q9b59DA/s1600-h/random+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167920882089082754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7gkqVQ-P4I/AAAAAAAABAM/AWd6q9b59DA/s200/random+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to visit our future home.. Fernvale vista.. things are progressing nicely but our block is the lowest! only at 2nd floor wherelse the other blocks are at 4-5 floors.. sigh... but still its good to see cement and not only wire rods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7gj-1Q-P3I/AAAAAAAABAE/PHAEQ1r4WZ4/s1600-h/random+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167920134764773234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7gj-1Q-P3I/AAAAAAAABAE/PHAEQ1r4WZ4/s200/random+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7gjTFQ-P2I/AAAAAAAAA_8/EguN93LGKtM/s1600-h/random+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167919383145496418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7gjTFQ-P2I/AAAAAAAAA_8/EguN93LGKtM/s200/random+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new mixer! My present to myself after getting my ex gratia! My frens get branded bags and  i get a 50 dollar mixer... heheheeh.. practical ma.. can bake lots of goodies that everyone can enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few weeks have been busy with work and research for wedding venues.. sortof shortlisted 3 places but things are very fluid now.. the wedding date has not been set yet, so keep tuned for details here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3706273231925294903?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3706273231925294903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3706273231925294903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3706273231925294903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3706273231925294903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-to-visit-our-future-home.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R7glEFQ-P5I/AAAAAAAABAU/U7AyubRT9gw/s72-c/random+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5857963749082142868</id><published>2008-02-15T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T00:19:55.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February is a month filled with celebrations! Being proposed to, Chinese new year celebrations and valentine's day... all in a span of 3 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year was less extreme than last year's.. no tears or outright quarrels within my family. was more restrained in a way but relatives who have absolutely no sense of EQ, or manners always show their ugly sides during this period. This year's ang bao got quite alot. my office alone received about $700, all thanks to my two ang moh bosses.. i got $500 from my american ex boss and $150 from my english boss.... they are real nice and they actually personally came down to the 2nd floor (i moved down from the 10th a month ago) to give me the ang bao. my english boss came down before he went japan to pass it to me.. i was real touched that they did not forget me...&lt;br /&gt;All the ang bao money goes to our diving trip that we planned for june.. yup, one thing i always wanted to do and my wish is going to be granted! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of trips, i am going to San Francisco USA in march!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love USA!!!! I am going with my family and unfortunately dear cannot come with us.. though its only 7 days... but its USA!! Ross, dress for less here i come!!Yippe... i am still wearing what i bought there 4 years ago..Cant wait man.. 3 more weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day... the few times i see so many couples in city hall sia... every couple was linking hands, happy grins, coy smiles and flower bouquets everywhere... lucky me and dear celebrated earlier and din not have to fight for a couple's table on that day... hehehe...Ta bao chicken rice and went back to his house to look through the hotels' quotation for the wedding dinner... shortlisted 3 or 4 and would be going down in the next -3 weeks to look at the ball rooms...&lt;br /&gt;Jade is getting married in may so i might need to postpone mine to 1-2 months later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i going to watch my nigella feasts... just a short post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5857963749082142868?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5857963749082142868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5857963749082142868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5857963749082142868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5857963749082142868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-is-month-filled-with.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-3321007190144000207</id><published>2008-02-03T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:25:07.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He asked if i would marry him and i replied yes...</title><content type='html'>Pardon pple for the long post but this is the most special day in my life.Dear asked me out on a big date on the 2nd Feb 2008, saying that its to celebrate our anniversar and valentine s day.Prior to this, i knew that he was planning something big and kept bugging him for details but he kept mum.. dear, being someone who gets too excited with his secrets found it hard to keep some details a secret. on wed i received an email from him, inviting me to the date. there were words like location a,b &amp;amp; c. activity, rest &amp;amp; relax etc... so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our big date was to start at 8am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XFfhMpbTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Tv1YozKnFoI/s1600-h/Pro+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162749693128174898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XFfhMpbTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Tv1YozKnFoI/s200/Pro+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XFlRMpbUI/AAAAAAAAA50/vLWkaNGO5WQ/s1600-h/Pro+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162749791912422722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XFlRMpbUI/AAAAAAAAA50/vLWkaNGO5WQ/s200/Pro+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJZBMpb1I/AAAAAAAAA98/69bQ59Zu8eE/s1600-h/Pro+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With breakfast at my favourite prawn noodle shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we headed out to Location A- once dear turned towards the prk, i knew where we were going! We went going to Punggol Marina club for boating trip! Dear was surprised that i manged to guess it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XFsBMpbVI/AAAAAAAAA58/S16JQ6g0apI/s1600-h/Pro+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162749907876539730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XFsBMpbVI/AAAAAAAAA58/S16JQ6g0apI/s200/Pro+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XF4xMpbWI/AAAAAAAAA6E/M5WTbhfOw6Y/s1600-h/Pro+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750126919871842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XF4xMpbWI/AAAAAAAAA6E/M5WTbhfOw6Y/s200/Pro+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we came here was 7 years ago for our first boat trip. we are back! Dear took his boating licence 7 years ago and took me out for a ride then for our first v day together... for our 7 th year v day, we are back full circle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGARMpbXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/vjRTsVek-4c/s1600-h/Pro+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750255768890738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGARMpbXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/vjRTsVek-4c/s200/Pro+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where dan rent his boat from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGHhMpbYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/F0wK_Ej1jjY/s1600-h/Pro+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750380322942338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGHhMpbYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/F0wK_Ej1jjY/s200/Pro+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking to collect the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGNhMpbZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/xYAHlV25SWw/s1600-h/Pro+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750483402157458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGNhMpbZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/xYAHlV25SWw/s200/Pro+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boat for the day!So cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGWRMpbaI/AAAAAAAAA6k/l7fNvrHSn4E/s1600-h/Pro+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750633726012834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGWRMpbaI/AAAAAAAAA6k/l7fNvrHSn4E/s200/Pro+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHphMpblI/AAAAAAAAA78/yCLoarALCjA/s1600-h/Pro+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752063950122578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHphMpblI/AAAAAAAAA78/yCLoarALCjA/s200/Pro+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain of the love boat...heheeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHcRMpbkI/AAAAAAAAA70/qxMQKYnznfo/s1600-h/Pro+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162751836316855874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHcRMpbkI/AAAAAAAAA70/qxMQKYnznfo/s200/Pro+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsinkable boat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHTBMpbjI/AAAAAAAAA7s/K2CgjVGScXg/s1600-h/Pro+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162751677403065906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHTBMpbjI/AAAAAAAAA7s/K2CgjVGScXg/s200/Pro+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the captain of the boat so apt, what can the first hand mate do? rest and relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHNBMpbiI/AAAAAAAAA7k/G19YFMRRhSM/s1600-h/Pro+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162751574323850786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHNBMpbiI/AAAAAAAAA7k/G19YFMRRhSM/s200/Pro+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with clear blue sky, off we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGuBMpbdI/AAAAAAAAA68/BCoQRfF9y9M/s1600-h/Pro+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162751041747906002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGuBMpbdI/AAAAAAAAA68/BCoQRfF9y9M/s200/Pro+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XG5BMpbfI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1n0KghooFWM/s1600-h/Pro+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162751230726467058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XG5BMpbfI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1n0KghooFWM/s200/Pro+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGjxMpbcI/AAAAAAAAA60/THKE0ScHqD0/s1600-h/Pro+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750865654246850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGjxMpbcI/AAAAAAAAA60/THKE0ScHqD0/s200/Pro+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGzRMpbeI/AAAAAAAAA7E/wQI9rblJCFI/s1600-h/Pro+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162751131942219234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGzRMpbeI/AAAAAAAAA7E/wQI9rblJCFI/s200/Pro+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGdBMpbbI/AAAAAAAAA6s/H55L4kxJy6M/s1600-h/Pro+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750749690129842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XGdBMpbbI/AAAAAAAAA6s/H55L4kxJy6M/s200/Pro+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHGxMpbhI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Cdk0G6qZ-jg/s1600-h/Pro+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162751466949668370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHGxMpbhI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Cdk0G6qZ-jg/s200/Pro+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With beautiful scenary, the wind blowing through our hair and being all alone with dear in the vast sea,wat else can a ger wish for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHwhMpbmI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SWlDMi_cMDE/s1600-h/Pro+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752184209206882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XHwhMpbmI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SWlDMi_cMDE/s200/Pro+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours of boating, we decided to have fish soup for lunch as dear wasnt feeling too well and prefer someting soupy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XH3BMpbnI/AAAAAAAAA8M/RqgNjgEuyC4/s1600-h/Pro+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752295878356594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XH3BMpbnI/AAAAAAAAA8M/RqgNjgEuyC4/s200/Pro+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw someting that got us excited... the license plate of the car in front of us was our special nos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we got onto the car and dear told me to close my eyes all the way to location B, which was in the south. Once he got onto aljunied rod, i knew where we were heading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XH9hMpboI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_LiKyT7r6k4/s1600-h/Pro+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752407547506306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XH9hMpboI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_LiKyT7r6k4/s200/Pro+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIEBMpbpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/0EUKnx82z6Y/s1600-h/Pro+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752519216656018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIEBMpbpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/0EUKnx82z6Y/s200/Pro+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear booked a room at Rasa Sentosa!But the biggest surprise was when we took out our bags, dear did not have any! when i asked, he just showed me the hotel card! Which means he checked in earlier! but he was with me the whole day! which means.... he checked in on Fri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIMhMpbqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/QoiiK2zr0jQ/s1600-h/Pro+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752665245544098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIMhMpbqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/QoiiK2zr0jQ/s200/Pro+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tis point, i was just following dear with a stunned look on my face, realisation just dawning to me...Dear bluffed me to believe that fri he had a customer visit in the afternoon when actually he took half day!!! but he was so careful about it that i did not suspect at alll.for surprising me like that, full marks dear! he was so cute.... he forgot that i was going to his house on fri night, so after check in, he had to bring back the few things that i would notice missing back to his house!he even planned down to the tiniest detail of bringing his work bag wen picking me on fri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIUBMpbrI/AAAAAAAAA8s/EQeOJxLY1H4/s1600-h/Pro+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752794094562994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIUBMpbrI/AAAAAAAAA8s/EQeOJxLY1H4/s200/Pro+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wait ouside the room for a while while dear prepared something.&lt;br /&gt;Did not know what to expect but i can hear our song " like a ose" playing softly in the background and finally i saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIhhMpbtI/AAAAAAAAA88/jkr-dHGi_4c/s1600-h/Pro+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753026022797010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIhhMpbtI/AAAAAAAAA88/jkr-dHGi_4c/s200/Pro+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite flowers sitting prettily on a chair with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIaxMpbsI/AAAAAAAAA80/9xsigRGJ4hg/s1600-h/Pro+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752910058680002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIaxMpbsI/AAAAAAAAA80/9xsigRGJ4hg/s200/Pro+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a giantic card and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XInRMpbuI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Bzm3zpTUno0/s1600-h/Pro+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753124807044834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XInRMpbuI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Bzm3zpTUno0/s200/Pro+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole box cover filled with sweet popurri (please note wen i say box cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest and relaxed til evening time before we go on our dinner date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIvRMpbvI/AAAAAAAAA9M/LtfKe6wjn6k/s1600-h/Pro+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753262245998322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XIvRMpbvI/AAAAAAAAA9M/LtfKe6wjn6k/s200/Pro+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XI2RMpbwI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Vt2EZRPr8hs/s1600-h/Pro+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753382505082626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XI2RMpbwI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Vt2EZRPr8hs/s200/Pro+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to take photo with my presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this location C took me by surprise... i sortof guessed the location but not the restaurant.. i thought dear would choose a ambience type of place where food is served on tiny places but i was wrong.. but it all worked out good... had a hearty meal that we finished in an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XI9hMpbxI/AAAAAAAAA9c/62eGDdvRflo/s1600-h/Pro+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753507059134226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XI9hMpbxI/AAAAAAAAA9c/62eGDdvRflo/s200/Pro+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJFBMpbyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QQE2Ah7qEbg/s1600-h/Pro+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753635908153122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJFBMpbyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QQE2Ah7qEbg/s200/Pro+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was drizzling,but nevertheless we took a walk after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stadium waterfront was the first place where we first kissed and coming back here brings lots of memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJKhMpbzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/CnWUKxyrgD8/s1600-h/Pro+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753730397433650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJKhMpbzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/CnWUKxyrgD8/s200/Pro+244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bridge where we shared our first kiss 7 1/2 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was drizzling so there was not many pple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this time, i noticed dear looking at his watch more frequently.. i thought that he was waiting for someone or someting to appear....so when we walkd over to the side of the river, i started looking at buildings... afterwhich dear suddenly asked me to look up to see the stars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said" but there are no stars... raining so too cloudy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said" but i see 3 stars in a row" and he held up a ring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said" when i bought this ring, i asked the salesgirl what is the difference between the celestial and normal solitaire and she told me that celestial was unique and special and no one can copy it.You are just like the celestial,unique, i know there is nothing i can say that is sweeter than the follwoing words.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got down on one knee and asked" will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said coyly "see first" and smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment, i said yes.....and he slipped it onto my finger... perfect fit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJiBMpb2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wQlWpqJ02es/s1600-h/Pro+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162754134124359522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJiBMpb2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wQlWpqJ02es/s200/Pro+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My engagement ring-the past, the present and the future with him all linked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162753837771616066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XJQxMpb0I/AAAAAAAAA90/HZaA9axqne8/s200/Pro+248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the spot where we got engaged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W2rBMpbPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/vR8bnt2B1Fo/s1600-h/Proposal+417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162733398022253810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W2rBMpbPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/vR8bnt2B1Fo/s200/Proposal+417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W2ZRMpbOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Mw739mUqeJI/s1600-h/Proposal+421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162733093079575778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W2ZRMpbOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Mw739mUqeJI/s200/Proposal+421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W6ZhMpbRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/BG9bq67H6X4/s1600-h/Proposal+403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162737495421054226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W6ZhMpbRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/BG9bq67H6X4/s200/Proposal+403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the excitement, i was not expecting anything else, but dear had one more up his sleeve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After going back to the hotel room, he presented to me a coverless box (Now you know why i asked you to take note earlier? Silly me believed him when he said that he had alot of boxes at home.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the box, had the diamond ring's box,the certificate and a mgnifying glass to see the starburst effect in the diamond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also had a declaration of love from dear where he signed and i had to as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had brides' and home decor magazines for us to plan for the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also had aprons and 2 oven mitts... Dear said" so that next time you bake, i can help bake too"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W9ARMpbSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Wlab0gUrAD0/s1600-h/Proposal+413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162740360164240674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W9ARMpbSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Wlab0gUrAD0/s200/Proposal+413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint he the best.. i melted at his words...i made him wear the apron and mittens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W3XxMpbQI/AAAAAAAAA5U/DUpX_L0Gaio/s1600-h/Proposal+414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162734166821399810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6W3XxMpbQI/AAAAAAAAA5U/DUpX_L0Gaio/s200/Proposal+414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this ring, our love continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3321007190144000207?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3321007190144000207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3321007190144000207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3321007190144000207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3321007190144000207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-asked-if-i-would-marry-him-and-i.html' title='He asked if i would marry him and i replied yes...'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6XFfhMpbTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Tv1YozKnFoI/s72-c/Pro+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-1669145034035336235</id><published>2008-02-03T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:32:50.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found it! i found our favourite thai place! originally it was in sebawang shopping centre but one evening, when my family was on its way there when suddenly we saw an empty plot of land... we took about one year to find it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WyAxMpbLI/AAAAAAAAA4s/HM1idypyEh4/s1600-h/Proposal+154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162728274126269618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WyAxMpbLI/AAAAAAAAA4s/HM1idypyEh4/s200/Proposal+154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste of Thailand&lt;br /&gt;Blk 1001 Yishun Industrial centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WxKRMpbJI/AAAAAAAAA4c/1oJBfcN-iBI/s1600-h/Proposal+144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162727337823399058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WxKRMpbJI/AAAAAAAAA4c/1oJBfcN-iBI/s200/Proposal+144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WwnRMpbII/AAAAAAAAA4U/0dJsbl13QrU/s1600-h/Proposal+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162726736527977602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WwnRMpbII/AAAAAAAAA4U/0dJsbl13QrU/s200/Proposal+143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the food, the sister tried to study..(Hah,like real!) and my parents were just grinning that we have found this place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WxoxMpbKI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-da7xssr6Gs/s1600-h/Proposal+151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162727861809409186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WxoxMpbKI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-da7xssr6Gs/s200/Proposal+151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was super fast to come... and its all good! Yummey.. the tom yum soup was to die for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-1669145034035336235?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/1669145034035336235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=1669145034035336235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1669145034035336235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1669145034035336235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-found-it-i-found-our-favourite-thai.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WyAxMpbLI/AAAAAAAAA4s/HM1idypyEh4/s72-c/Proposal+154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-2382622274889650753</id><published>2008-02-03T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:14:19.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear's bro got maried last weekend. Here are some of the photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6VtaBMpa_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/HtUkzXzBVpU/s1600-h/Proposal+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162652841615649778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6VtaBMpa_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/HtUkzXzBVpU/s200/Proposal+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming into the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WqzxMpbFI/AAAAAAAAA38/z51yr-IAXSY/s1600-h/Proposal+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162720354206575698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WqzxMpbFI/AAAAAAAAA38/z51yr-IAXSY/s200/Proposal+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the pple in the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WoqRMpbBI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Gec-LJoS_BU/s1600-h/Proposal+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162717991974562834" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="189" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WoqRMpbBI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Gec-LJoS_BU/s320/Proposal+071.JPG" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear offering tea to his bro and sis in law...&lt;br /&gt;They were posing for the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WrSxMpbGI/AAAAAAAAA4E/QGTZJkC84Zc/s1600-h/Proposal+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162720886782520418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WrSxMpbGI/AAAAAAAAA4E/QGTZJkC84Zc/s200/Proposal+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they had their solemnisation before their dinner at Marriot, which was quite a good idea as most of the relatives and friends arrived on time for dinner then.. the diner started at 8pm with about 80 % attendance for 41 tables,which was not bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was sitting at the VIP Table!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food was ok... not that impressive..hmmm.. come to think of it, i havent eaten at a wedding dinner where the food knock my feet off yet...and we pay so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WpgRMpbCI/AAAAAAAAA3k/LXbVhZRLeEA/s1600-h/Proposal+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162718919687498786" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="256" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WpgRMpbCI/AAAAAAAAA3k/LXbVhZRLeEA/s320/Proposal+086.JPG" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cupcake tier for the cocktail.the icing was hard to dig through but the cupcake itself was good to withstand the hunger pangs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6Wp2xMpbDI/AAAAAAAAA3s/6l4g5QgGNB4/s1600-h/Proposal+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162719306234555442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6Wp2xMpbDI/AAAAAAAAA3s/6l4g5QgGNB4/s200/Proposal+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear is taking his responsibilites seriously...i couldnt help cos the whole list was in chinese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took so many photos but its a hassle to upload so its just the main pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WqXRMpbEI/AAAAAAAAA30/HeiY4WrYHhM/s1600-h/Proposal+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162719864580303938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WqXRMpbEI/AAAAAAAAA30/HeiY4WrYHhM/s200/Proposal+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couple shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WrzhMpbHI/AAAAAAAAA4M/vbMRkTTI8Uc/s1600-h/Proposal+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162721449423236210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6WrzhMpbHI/AAAAAAAAA4M/vbMRkTTI8Uc/s200/Proposal+142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hand in hand, we will walk towards our future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2382622274889650753?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2382622274889650753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2382622274889650753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2382622274889650753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2382622274889650753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/02/dears-bro-got-maried-last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R6VtaBMpa_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/HtUkzXzBVpU/s72-c/Proposal+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-4271375521241732290</id><published>2008-01-22T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:39:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baking goodies</title><content type='html'>On a baking spree again... dunno why... like to come to check websites for receipes and see what my cravings are and then i come home and bake.&lt;br /&gt;Ade say that dear is going to be chubby because of my baking and cooking.... hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5fVfi1mI/AAAAAAAAA20/C1D2pJJWzBM/s1600-h/Baking+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158303264963483234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5fVfi1mI/AAAAAAAAA20/C1D2pJJWzBM/s200/Baking+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5QVfi1lI/AAAAAAAAA2s/4LoP_PunBNg/s1600-h/Baking+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158303007265445458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5QVfi1lI/AAAAAAAAA2s/4LoP_PunBNg/s200/Baking+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter cake-just out of the oven.. it looks like a cheesecake huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5l1fi1nI/AAAAAAAAA28/XAgEVMpFMYY/s1600-h/Baking+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158303376632632946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5l1fi1nI/AAAAAAAAA28/XAgEVMpFMYY/s200/Baking+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5vFfi1oI/AAAAAAAAA3E/byOF8QYRIS0/s1600-h/Baking+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158303535546422914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5vFfi1oI/AAAAAAAAA3E/byOF8QYRIS0/s200/Baking+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lemon frosting and a large sprinkling of chocolate chips, it looks like this!&lt;br /&gt;Nice? Family has given it the thumbs up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another baking fest, i baked cupcakes for my office pple&lt;br /&gt;Before i left the 10th Floor for the 2nd floor, i took the chance to bake cupcakes for the 10th Floor members. many thanks to dear nd my sisters for helping me, otherwise i would not finish on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X42lfi1kI/AAAAAAAAA2k/IbAs4nVCAEw/s1600-h/Baking+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158302564883813954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X42lfi1kI/AAAAAAAAA2k/IbAs4nVCAEw/s200/Baking+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X4ilfi1jI/AAAAAAAAA2c/bLuEc9gBzBw/s1600-h/Baking+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158302221286430258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X4ilfi1jI/AAAAAAAAA2c/bLuEc9gBzBw/s200/Baking+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Ganache Cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Office pple gave it the thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til the next bake fest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-4271375521241732290?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/4271375521241732290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=4271375521241732290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4271375521241732290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4271375521241732290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/01/baking-goodies.html' title='baking goodies'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5X5fVfi1mI/AAAAAAAAA20/C1D2pJJWzBM/s72-c/Baking+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8317058148543347853</id><published>2008-01-19T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:25:43.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had our couple graduation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reshoot&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/span&gt; Broadway today. Yes, we did it before but it was totally lousy la.. they dun do touch up on computer and they only do touch hand manually! and the last time, they were just trying to rush through and never really catch us in the correct angle... so pissed off that time and they tried to question us why was the previous photo not accepted. you should hear dear say in a firm voice it was explained a long time ago.... wow.... dear is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;... i tell you, if it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, i would have spoken my mind about it man.. but i let my man do the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we decided to satisfy our craving for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt; and both of us had the craving for Merchant Court's hotel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt; Puree.. i tell you this is the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt; dessert i have eaten.... Its worth the lousy buffet that comes with it..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ahahha&lt;/span&gt;.. but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt; is worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IQh1fi1iI/AAAAAAAAA2U/K2UG3nAPRg0/s1600-h/Merchant+court+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157202696773752354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IQh1fi1iI/AAAAAAAAA2U/K2UG3nAPRg0/s200/Merchant+court+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dessert that we have been craving for-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt; Puree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IOkFfi1hI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8t0u6bmSxvE/s1600-h/Merchant+court+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157200536405202450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IOkFfi1hI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8t0u6bmSxvE/s200/Merchant+court+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5ILElfi1dI/AAAAAAAAA1s/HUw9quqtmzU/s1600-h/Merchant+court+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157196696704439762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5ILElfi1dI/AAAAAAAAA1s/HUw9quqtmzU/s200/Merchant+court+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; expression on our faces? Its that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IMNFfi1eI/AAAAAAAAA10/zEmXRzsOKLw/s1600-h/Merchant+court+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157197942244955618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IMNFfi1eI/AAAAAAAAA10/zEmXRzsOKLw/s200/Merchant+court+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licked all up- all 2 bowls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5INxlfi1gI/AAAAAAAAA2E/5GDxuUlvtSY/s1600-h/Merchant+court+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157199668821808642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5INxlfi1gI/AAAAAAAAA2E/5GDxuUlvtSY/s200/Merchant+court+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The buffet selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IM8Vfi1fI/AAAAAAAAA18/996xXUsHYdI/s1600-h/Merchant+court+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157198753993774578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IM8Vfi1fI/AAAAAAAAA18/996xXUsHYdI/s200/Merchant+court+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this plate? Full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cholesterol&lt;/span&gt; man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IKolfi1cI/AAAAAAAAA1k/3D-CCtZ3qbA/s1600-h/Merchant+court+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157196215668102594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IKolfi1cI/AAAAAAAAA1k/3D-CCtZ3qbA/s200/Merchant+court+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to take a photo with the sign behind us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the make up on still... hides all my flaws....i like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8317058148543347853?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8317058148543347853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8317058148543347853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8317058148543347853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8317058148543347853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/01/had-our-couple-graduation-reshoot-at.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R5IQh1fi1iI/AAAAAAAAA2U/K2UG3nAPRg0/s72-c/Merchant+court+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-2775228676752610557</id><published>2008-01-19T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:01:13.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With all the personal stuff happening, there was no mood to talk about my work life.&lt;br /&gt;Basically in my previous posts, you can see that i was not happy in my current role, which is supporting 2 HR managers who have totally different working styles in everything. The Guy boss was bo chup and the lady boss was totally controlling. whatever i do, wasnt god enuff for her.not good enough til she was dragging me into rooms and giving me talks like are you sure this is for you blah blah.. it was toally affecting me and after i told her, yes i have decided to leave. she left me alone. so i started looking out for other jobs outside, went for interviews blah blah and nothing good came by and as it was nearing bonus, i thought to stay til after bonus. After that, a manager came from HK to head up SPore's HR and i was to support him which suited me fine... Later came an annoucement that HR recruitment team was going to be outsoured and anyone could try for the position of recruitment coordinator and it s up my alley so i voiced my intentions to move over to vendor's payroll and the decision was accepted. my decision to move over was voluntary, however the HR Recruitment team was not, so there were prett mixed feelings about the move to vendor.&lt;br /&gt;For me, i was relieved that the saga is over, i got myself a nice pay increase and a job scope that i am comfortable doing just that my desk positions sucks... right in front of my recruiter so she can see everything i do! no more surfing for me!..so wish me luck that every thing goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, i started my first day on vendor's payrol and support a recruiter in CA recruitment., and then i realised hey i came full circle again, i still have to support the lady and guy boss in recruitment matters! oh man... but lets see how it goes. now i got a recruiter to help block... but my ex lady boss has also affected my recruiter quite abit.. sigh. doesnt management see that morale is affected all becos of this lady boss????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we take things at one time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2775228676752610557?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2775228676752610557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2775228676752610557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2775228676752610557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2775228676752610557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/01/with-all-personal-stuff-happening-there.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-182581595795977450</id><published>2008-01-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:46:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tXFlfi1UI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ux8l-QEXmhc/s1600-h/sistersw2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155309951931045186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tXFlfi1UI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ux8l-QEXmhc/s200/sistersw2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tWTVfi1SI/AAAAAAAAA0U/xjredNxNpsw/s1600-h/sisters(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155309088642618658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tWTVfi1SI/AAAAAAAAA0U/xjredNxNpsw/s200/sisters(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought PJs for my two sisters and here they are, in their PJs hamming up for the camera....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute right? i mean the PJs.... hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the engaged encounter on sunday, we went to see our flat since we were in the neighbourhood.Yes, we are that excited about our house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tU4Ffi1PI/AAAAAAAAAz8/JCA4bxyekrs/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155307520979555570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tU4Ffi1PI/AAAAAAAAAz8/JCA4bxyekrs/s200/Engaged+Encounter+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look the cranes are at work! Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tUt1fi1OI/AAAAAAAAAz0/nv4cp_Q3oKA/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155307344885896418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tUt1fi1OI/AAAAAAAAAz0/nv4cp_Q3oKA/s200/Engaged+Encounter+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the next block up to the 13th Floor to see what s the view like...... up there, we saw that our block has its metal poles up! Somemore its up to the 2nd floor! Yay.. its coming up!cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tUM1fi1NI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3tDMTYwRWwc/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155306777950213330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tUM1fi1NI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3tDMTYwRWwc/s200/Engaged+Encounter+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes pple, Fernvale vista is the place man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-182581595795977450?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/182581595795977450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=182581595795977450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/182581595795977450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/182581595795977450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/01/bought-pjs-for-my-two-sisters-and-here.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4tXFlfi1UI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ux8l-QEXmhc/s72-c/sistersw2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-3604904205750772061</id><published>2008-01-13T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:08:41.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Engaged Encounter-388th Weekend at Marriage Encounter house 11-13th January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJX1fi1II/AAAAAAAAAzE/GEnbsOUbbGY/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154943028579980418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJX1fi1II/AAAAAAAAAzE/GEnbsOUbbGY/s200/Engaged+Encounter+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJgVfi1JI/AAAAAAAAAzM/vJXrQs7zmgU/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154943174608868498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJgVfi1JI/AAAAAAAAAzM/vJXrQs7zmgU/s200/Engaged+Encounter+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engaged Encounter Mission Statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help couples discover themselves and live out the call to be one in the Sacrament of Holy Matrimony as a life giving and life long commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engaged Encounter is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a weekend of beginnings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a time of opening doors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a planting of seeds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a time of discovery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear and i signed up for Engaged Encounter that is organised by the catholic faith this weekend.This course is highly encouraged by the church before a couple's wedding. So we being kiasu... haahahahah super kiasu i mean, we signed up for it. Boy are we glad that we did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sessions goes like this: A experienced couple would share their own experiences with us and then we are given a list of questions, take time to ponder over it separately and write our thoughts and feelings on our notebooks before we meet our significant other for him to read and then discuss about it.This gives us a chance to really write down our true feelings and to show each other our true feelings and made us face up to many issues that might be hard to do so under normal circumstances e.g in laws, finances, children planning etc. i think we found the session really useful and made us focus on only each other which we needed at this stage of our life together. After almost 8 years, we have thought that we knew each other in and out but this session has either reinforced what we knew of each other or brought out new quirks and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;There was an instance where we had to write a love letter to each other and reaffirm our relationship. Finally, i reached my goal when we did this (Only dear knows what i am talking abt).This was especially heart warming for me.Also there was one session that we seek forgiveness from each other for past faults&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believed that we became closer as a couple and had a chance to spend time alone and time to discuss on our needs and wants as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the 30 couples who attended found it a powerful and meaningful tool as well. they gave testimonals after the whole thing and some said that initally they did not want to attend but now are glad that they did.&lt;br /&gt;It was heartening to see 30 couples being together and talk like " when is your big day or how is your flat going" freely and know that they are not bored of talking about it. :) Who gets bored talking about their wedding?Most of them are getting married this year, i think we are the most kiasu ones bah.. 2010 marry, now go liao hahahahah...But dear no worries, i know our turn will come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i never regret. i love the atmosphere and the way we came out as a more united couple after the encounter. For couples out there, i encourage you to atend this course, even if you are not catholics.This course really helps us work out our differences and teach us how to complement each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oHjVfi1GI/AAAAAAAAAy0/oQ-B2O8ByuU/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154941027125220450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oHjVfi1GI/AAAAAAAAAy0/oQ-B2O8ByuU/s200/Engaged+Encounter+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tags... so cute right? My parents still keep their from 26 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJRFfi1HI/AAAAAAAAAy8/xsA0eZ7jwb0/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154942912615863410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJRFfi1HI/AAAAAAAAAy8/xsA0eZ7jwb0/s200/Engaged+Encounter+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lanyard which says : A wedding is a day, a marriage is a lifetime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJvlfi1LI/AAAAAAAAAzc/GlXr-ZP7IeY/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154943436601873586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJvlfi1LI/AAAAAAAAAzc/GlXr-ZP7IeY/s200/Engaged+Encounter+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the encounter, we got a certificate of attendance and a rose from the session couples. They made it a celebration and congrats all the couples who finish the course. i didnt think that it was that hard to achieve. i actually felt sad that we reach the end of the course actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to have a closer relationship with your significant other, you should consider this. i fell in love with dear all over again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJmlfi1KI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Z1dG1zJss5c/s1600-h/Engaged+Encounter+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154943281983050914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJmlfi1KI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Z1dG1zJss5c/s200/Engaged+Encounter+012.JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Love one another uniquely, totally and irrevocably" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3604904205750772061?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3604904205750772061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3604904205750772061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3604904205750772061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3604904205750772061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/01/engaged-encounter-388th-weekend-at.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4oJX1fi1II/AAAAAAAAAzE/GEnbsOUbbGY/s72-c/Engaged+Encounter+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8246238603230881754</id><published>2008-01-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:36:18.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4YMk1fi1FI/AAAAAAAAAys/Q24KH4gpW04/s1600-h/hdb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153820650546320466" style="CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4YMk1fi1FI/AAAAAAAAAys/Q24KH4gpW04/s200/hdb.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God news!we got our flat!!!!!!!!!!Yippee.. i am going to be a sengkanger in 4 years time!!!!!!!ahhaahah.... estimated date of completion is 2012 but they have started building it so we are hoping that it can be completed as soon as possible. when we went there to scout the place, we saw that they were building the 2nd storeys already.. fingers crossed that it can be faster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our queue number is 363 out of 316 flats, so most of the flats that we went to look at were taken before today.we were abit disappointed but on hindsight, it worked out for us. the flats that we initially wanted were either too expensive for its size or the time is not right for us. so our 13th Floor corner unit supposedly completed in 2012 feels just right for us now. gives us more time to save up so that we can renovate the place to your liking.Somemore its near my best friend, so we can come home together when the guys are out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldnt sleep well last night cos excitement and worry filled my mind. i am always like that when there is a big event the next day. so its with a tired mind that i went to work today. couldnt really concentrate and i kept refreshing the hdb website to see if anyone has taken our first choice or second choice flats. and then at 2pm, after lunch we realised that someone has booked our second choice!! oh boy, with another an hour to go to our appointment time, anything can happen... so when we reached there, we scanned the tv to check if our unit was still around when our ballot number came on. our heart was still beating so fast when we sat down in front of the officer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Immediately, she ask which floor we want and after we told her, we waited with bated breath. she was so calm and collected where two of us were so gan cheong... but we got it! Yes, our first choice is the 13th Floor, unit 347 Blk 441D.Yes we are definitely not Patang at all! Patang meaning superstitious about things such as number 13 (unlucky number), number 4 (Sound like Die in Chinese) but we have all that in our unit number and block number!haahahaha... well i heard if you put 2 4s together, it s supposed to be a good thing : ) Anyway, we dun believe la... and 13th Floor is one of the highest floors available at that time. why let superstition get in the way of getting a high floor? So 13th Floor it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After signing the papers, i looked at dear and suddenly thought of something and then i turned to Dear," Dear, you re stuck with me for life!" *Evil laugh* Dear just smiled at me and looks nonchalant... ahahahah... Yes,someone wants to stay with me, a lazy bum and super untidy girl ahahhhah.. my sisters al teased us and say that dear needs a calm room in our flat to get away from me.. hahhaah...hmmm.. maybe its true... a zen room....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to say my colleagues are a real supportive bunch. they gave me advice (Those who have flats) and those who knew about my apointment actually sms ed me to ask for the results and congrat me. Many thanks for the well wishes peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that the flat is taken care of, the next step is marriage preparation course for us... We have registered for jan's session and its a weekend stay at the marriage preparation course's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a catholic encounter so the guys and gers sleep separately.. : ) My parents went for the same corse when they got married 26 years ago and my dad told me that to go with a open mind and share honestly. i believe that we can learn alot from this, communication skills, make up skills, finances, setting up family etc... It starts tomorrow so its a busy weekend for us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  " We have become room mates dear" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8246238603230881754?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8246238603230881754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8246238603230881754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8246238603230881754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8246238603230881754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/01/god-newswe-got-our-flatyippee.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R4YMk1fi1FI/AAAAAAAAAys/Q24KH4gpW04/s72-c/hdb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-807100713537067617</id><published>2008-01-08T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:14:30.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lost the photos of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shepherd's pie! My first dish of the new year! Sob.. it taste so good that you cannot stop at one piece! If i find them, i will put the photo up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;still a stressful week as as our HDB appointment draws near, our choices of preferred flats becomes lesser and lesser and we have to look at alternatives areas... looking at the website every 10-15 mins to see if other pple have the same taste as you. looking with disappointment when you see your unit number become red (Booked). We still have 1 1/2 days more before our appointment and we are left with 6 units before then... mind you, these flats are only ready in 2o12 and pple are snapping it up already.with the fierce competition, its quite hard to get your preferred unit when you are the last in line.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I am in a dilemna now as i am in 2 minds about being in this selection or should we wait for the next one? what if the next one we have a better number and the choice is better? What if we miss this one and the next one have nothing for us??? Damn... have no idea of what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dear is being understanding about this and my frequent rants and mood swings... sorry dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-807100713537067617?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/807100713537067617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=807100713537067617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/807100713537067617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/807100713537067617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-lost-photos-of-my-shepherds-pie-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-5047582462245242108</id><published>2007-12-29T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:39:49.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was feeling stressed this week and had mood swings at the weirdest stuff, therefore i had to take out my anti stress remedy: Baking!&lt;br /&gt;Went on to the food network and saw this receipe for Chocolate buzz buzz cookies and saw that it had a five star rating and looks easy, so decided to come home after work on Friday to bake since dear had a company function to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZpCVfi0jI/AAAAAAAAAuc/iGWPa1qdpDU/s1600-h/Xmas+367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149418712794845746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZpCVfi0jI/AAAAAAAAAuc/iGWPa1qdpDU/s200/Xmas+367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy chocolate batter -all ready for the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZpcFfi0lI/AAAAAAAAAus/fVcGOXVULYg/s1600-h/Xmas+371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149419155176477266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZpcFfi0lI/AAAAAAAAAus/fVcGOXVULYg/s200/Xmas+371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiny blops of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZpPVfi0kI/AAAAAAAAAuk/xFjuLcRXKC0/s1600-h/Xmas+378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149418936133145154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZpPVfi0kI/AAAAAAAAAuk/xFjuLcRXKC0/s200/Xmas+378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piping hot out from the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zo11fi0iI/AAAAAAAAAuU/MqCcs4iM5JU/s1600-h/Xmas+374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149418498046480930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zo11fi0iI/AAAAAAAAAuU/MqCcs4iM5JU/s200/Xmas+374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zr1lfi0vI/AAAAAAAAAv8/89B8M_6vadM/s1600-h/Xmas+381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149421792286397170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zr1lfi0vI/AAAAAAAAAv8/89B8M_6vadM/s200/Xmas+381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun they look almost sinful? Perfect anti stress remedy product-ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;My sisters gobbled them as fast as i could produce them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zp1lfi0mI/AAAAAAAAAu0/uvGzXdKvTB8/s1600-h/Xmas+387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149419593263141474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zp1lfi0mI/AAAAAAAAAu0/uvGzXdKvTB8/s200/Xmas+387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazes longingly at the forbidden cookie jar- i had to ban her from eating them at one go!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZqUlfi0nI/AAAAAAAAAu8/DUAv24A9niY/s1600-h/Xmas+390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149420125839086194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZqUlfi0nI/AAAAAAAAAu8/DUAv24A9niY/s200/Xmas+390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulking when i say no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zqplfi0pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/bU8EoiULBYo/s1600-h/Xmas+392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149420486616339090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zqplfi0pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/bU8EoiULBYo/s200/Xmas+392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zqf1fi0oI/AAAAAAAAAvE/k5UGw-j5dCM/s1600-h/Xmas+391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149420319112614530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zqf1fi0oI/AAAAAAAAAvE/k5UGw-j5dCM/s200/Xmas+391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave her permission to eat one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zq21fi0qI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ktuE0jwWk-A/s1600-h/Xmas+393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149420714249605794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zq21fi0qI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ktuE0jwWk-A/s200/Xmas+393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZrCFfi0rI/AAAAAAAAAvc/eixXoIgQR5I/s1600-h/Xmas+394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149420907523134130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZrCFfi0rI/AAAAAAAAAvc/eixXoIgQR5I/s200/Xmas+394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing the biggest one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZrOFfi0sI/AAAAAAAAAvk/_e45Dq9n9FA/s1600-h/Xmas+395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149421113681564354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZrOFfi0sI/AAAAAAAAAvk/_e45Dq9n9FA/s200/Xmas+395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the look of glee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZrWFfi0tI/AAAAAAAAAvs/FTUY8VgIwwo/s1600-h/Xmas+398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149421251120517842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZrWFfi0tI/AAAAAAAAAvs/FTUY8VgIwwo/s200/Xmas+398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zrflfi0uI/AAAAAAAAAv0/2kN33vdCDDM/s1600-h/Xmas+400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149421414329275106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3Zrflfi0uI/AAAAAAAAAv0/2kN33vdCDDM/s200/Xmas+400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the chocolate going into the head&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason why i am feeling the stress-Dear and i particpated in the ballot exercise for sengkang and punggol flats and we got a reasonable number, Now came the headache of thinking whether should we participate or not and to look at the flats on ofer.&lt;br /&gt;Actually,i never thought of sengkang and punggol for my flat but after looking at punggol flats, i quite like them, look like condo facilities. this exercise is quite stressful as you have to constantly check if the flat you want has someone eyeing on it too. my first choice flat kana taken up liao.... sigh... but still got another units up for grabs. hope alot of pple in front of us give up their place with all the news of new flats coming up. If we get it, it means its another step in our relationship. so exciting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5047582462245242108?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5047582462245242108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5047582462245242108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5047582462245242108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5047582462245242108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/12/was-feeling-stressed-this-week-and-had.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ZpCVfi0jI/AAAAAAAAAuc/iGWPa1qdpDU/s72-c/Xmas+367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5030672215233524467</id><published>2007-12-28T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:36:12.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ear1fi0wI/AAAAAAAAAwE/U_upAGmdnAE/s1600-h/Xmas+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149754776805888770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ear1fi0wI/AAAAAAAAAwE/U_upAGmdnAE/s200/Xmas+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xmas came and went by in a blink. my favourite time of the year. a season of giving and receiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, presents were bought pretty early and each present was bought with the person in mind. Many thanks to dear who accompanied me to the many stores and tahaning my many questions like would who and who like this??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eazVfi0xI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3YqtVGd2888/s1600-h/Xmas+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149754905654907666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eazVfi0xI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3YqtVGd2888/s200/Xmas+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas decorations for 2007-xmas lights are so romantic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church, we went to my uncle's house for xmas celebrations. Of course its food galore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebKlfi0yI/AAAAAAAAAwU/amh9t1mZhy4/s1600-h/Xmas+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149755305086866210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebKlfi0yI/AAAAAAAAAwU/amh9t1mZhy4/s200/Xmas+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebR1fi0zI/AAAAAAAAAwc/1ACk4T_DRtc/s1600-h/Xmas+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149755429640917810" style="CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebR1fi0zI/AAAAAAAAAwc/1ACk4T_DRtc/s200/Xmas+007.JPG" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying the candy apples that my cousin made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eiwlfi1EI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h7mNW00R2Ws/s1600-h/Xmas+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149763654503289922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eiwlfi1EI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h7mNW00R2Ws/s200/Xmas+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebelfi00I/AAAAAAAAAwk/frcf27CntX8/s1600-h/Xmas+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149755648684249922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebelfi00I/AAAAAAAAAwk/frcf27CntX8/s200/Xmas+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebulfi01I/AAAAAAAAAws/m7q5qUJfeIs/s1600-h/Xmas+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149755923562156882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ebulfi01I/AAAAAAAAAws/m7q5qUJfeIs/s200/Xmas+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The xmas tree with all the presents! Photo of my wonderful parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ecslfi04I/AAAAAAAAAxE/epspHETtrjc/s1600-h/Xmas+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149756988714046338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ecslfi04I/AAAAAAAAAxE/epspHETtrjc/s200/Xmas+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone waiting in anticipation for the opening of presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The adults just refused to acknowledge that it was 12 midnight and made us come twice before they relented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ec7Vfi05I/AAAAAAAAAxM/XqyDLeAV9e4/s1600-h/Xmas+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149757242117116818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ec7Vfi05I/AAAAAAAAAxM/XqyDLeAV9e4/s200/Xmas+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my goddaughter with all her presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3edalfi07I/AAAAAAAAAxc/lrSEP7Otpc8/s1600-h/Xmas+150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149757778988028850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3edalfi07I/AAAAAAAAAxc/lrSEP7Otpc8/s200/Xmas+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ripping of the xmas wrappers feel so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3edulfi08I/AAAAAAAAAxk/RdpIhWj9-S4/s1600-h/Xmas+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149758122585412546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3edulfi08I/AAAAAAAAAxk/RdpIhWj9-S4/s200/Xmas+180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Showing dear what my sisters made for me.tehy stayed up til 6am  to do coupons like be my baking assistant for one day, allow me to kick them out of my bed etc. its super funny and touching... so far have not used them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3edSlfi06I/AAAAAAAAAxU/Iz36ABhwJ1k/s1600-h/Xmas+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149757641549075362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3edSlfi06I/AAAAAAAAAxU/Iz36ABhwJ1k/s200/Xmas+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "godfather" getting his present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not give my 2 sisters my presents there cos i wanted mine to have an impact.So waited til we came home and presented them with my presents..Ta Daa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, gave my youngest sister her present. Not that much of a surprise cos she wrote her super long xmas list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funny thing is that both me and my sister thought that the other one bought the present, It was only eve of xmas eve that we discovered it! We started it off as a joke first, blufing my y0oungest sister that we did buy when we realised that it was true!Nearly died... had to rush after work to buy i... super ex la.. but worth it o se her expression of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eeJVfi09I/AAAAAAAAAxs/1Kc9ndJdkds/s1600-h/Xmas+272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149758582146913234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eeJVfi09I/AAAAAAAAAxs/1Kc9ndJdkds/s200/Xmas+272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eeWlfi0-I/AAAAAAAAAx0/s_KK1wWdl6E/s1600-h/Xmas+275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149758809780179938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eeWlfi0-I/AAAAAAAAAx0/s_KK1wWdl6E/s200/Xmas+275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It being such a expensive present, cannot give it to her so easily right? So i wrapped it in newspaper and in a box so that she cannot guess... evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eelFfi0_I/AAAAAAAAAx8/gDXYbfUiKtA/s1600-h/Xmas+280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149759058888283122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eelFfi0_I/AAAAAAAAAx8/gDXYbfUiKtA/s200/Xmas+280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her with her first xmas wish item...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to Adeline specifically telling me that she wants 6 presents this year, i had to buy both of them 6 present each so that no one feels jealous... nearly died thinking of what to buy,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eezVfi1AI/AAAAAAAAAyE/wTXpeRZblsY/s1600-h/Xmas+281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149759303701419010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3eezVfi1AI/AAAAAAAAAyE/wTXpeRZblsY/s200/Xmas+281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey's presents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st: Hair tie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd: Colour pens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd: Pencil box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th: T shirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th: Spongebob square pants pouch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th: Princess necklace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3efCFfi1BI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2pQPsx1HLKE/s1600-h/Xmas+292.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3efCFfi1BI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2pQPsx1HLKE/s1600-h/Xmas+292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149759557104489490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3efCFfi1BI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2pQPsx1HLKE/s200/Xmas+292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ade's presents:&lt;br /&gt;1st: Jeffrey Deaver's book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd: Jeffrey Deaver's book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd: Listerine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th: Acne Aid pimple spots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th: Hair spray dvd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th: Hairband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot continue this for next year. i am in xmas debt... but i am happy to say that they liked it and its worth seeing their expressions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3efTVfi1CI/AAAAAAAAAyU/JMFJkllOcKg/s1600-h/Xmas+297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149759853457232930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3efTVfi1CI/AAAAAAAAAyU/JMFJkllOcKg/s200/Xmas+297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought dad quite alot of presents-mind you all his presents were bought by me and dear. the rest did the brainstorming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad's presents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st: Swimming trunks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd: goggles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd: Casio watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th: Desk calendar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3efnlfi1DI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wlh7buj-efc/s1600-h/Xmas+305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149760201349583922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3efnlfi1DI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wlh7buj-efc/s200/Xmas+305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My interesting xmas present- i am known for my knack of guessing my presents just by shaling the box.. so my family has gone all out to hide it from him and to disguise the present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum asked me what i wanted and i said " cold hard cash" so my parents gave me just that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum individually rolled each dollar bill and used a xmas wrapper to bind it up. I really couldnt guess it but i am super happy with the present and the genius mind of my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got quite alot of baking stuff this year-a baking tin, baking thermometer, a cookbook that i bought myself but my siters took it to rewrap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now to look forwad to 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ecKFfi03I/AAAAAAAAAw8/SOn2JAO82Dk/s1600-h/Xmas+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149756396008559474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ecKFfi03I/AAAAAAAAAw8/SOn2JAO82Dk/s200/Xmas+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5030672215233524467?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5030672215233524467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5030672215233524467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5030672215233524467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5030672215233524467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-came-and-went-by-in-blink.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R3ear1fi0wI/AAAAAAAAAwE/U_upAGmdnAE/s72-c/Xmas+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8179876438952311560</id><published>2007-12-16T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:38:47.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear had his Dinner and Dance yesterday. This is his company's first D &amp;amp; D and it s real special to dear as he is the project leader for this event as he is in the commitee. Though the commitee started late in planning, i must say dear pulled a neat job on this.. it did not feel like it was rushed job at all. It was held at Mount Faber at the Jewel Box and the decorations were simple but yet elegant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U2PFfi0dI/AAAAAAAAAts/Z64jkhg6fEU/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144577782141080018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U2PFfi0dI/AAAAAAAAAts/Z64jkhg6fEU/s200/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U151fi0bI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JzmeIVdGSwY/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144577417068859826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U151fi0bI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JzmeIVdGSwY/s200/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear with his backdrop-Theme was Le Glamour.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U3NVfi0hI/AAAAAAAAAuM/a1uEIdNro5w/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144578851587936786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U3NVfi0hI/AAAAAAAAAuM/a1uEIdNro5w/s200/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the pre cocktail reception, there were roving angels to play games with the guests. Dear played and lost and had to sing a song... of course he chose our song right? hhehe... he had to pull in his colleague to support him ahahahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U2Z1fi0eI/AAAAAAAAAt0/_DNSN-RSqL0/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144577966824673762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U2Z1fi0eI/AAAAAAAAAt0/_DNSN-RSqL0/s200/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the D &amp;amp; D, there were some games the MC played and here dear was singing the shanghai tang song, i tell you, whenever dear sing in his deep throated voice, i go weak in the knees and fall abit deeper in love with him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also i got to see the working side of dear at this event and how he interacted with his colleagues. i have to say i am very proud of dear and how he presented himself.During one of the games,the mc needed a shirt and would not accept anything else but a shirt. so dear actually took out his shirt on his back so that our side can win the game! How on is that? but i am glad to see this side of dear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U2klfi0fI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Bzgdaiqm5qc/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144578151508267506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U2klfi0fI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Bzgdaiqm5qc/s200/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another funny thing-during the lucky draw, a mother had to go on stage to get her prize and handed her precious kid to dear to hold. Now, dear has never held a baby in his arms as he is scared that he would drop other pple's baby. but he did well!abit red in the face cos of the wine but the baby is secure in his arms.... He also mentioned to me after holding the baby, he would like one too!heheheh.. One of the sweet things he just say out of the blue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U24lfi0gI/AAAAAAAAAuE/KBZPhZZ0FNY/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144578495105651202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U24lfi0gI/AAAAAAAAAuE/KBZPhZZ0FNY/s200/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the dinner, we wanted to catch the snow show but we were too late.. have to come back another day to catch it but this shot nice ar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is a short week.. hio hip hooray!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8179876438952311560?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8179876438952311560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8179876438952311560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8179876438952311560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8179876438952311560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/12/dear-had-his-dinner-and-dance-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R2U2PFfi0dI/AAAAAAAAAts/Z64jkhg6fEU/s72-c/DSC00117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-3727857684282776568</id><published>2007-12-09T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:28:06.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a baking spree this weekend. have been reading bakers' blog and hands have been itching to do some baking of my own. Was looking for ramekins for a while now since i saw Nigella Lawson do a chocolate hotpot. Found my ramekins at ikea... so happy.. Ramekins are bakeware that can be placed in the ovens for high temperatures. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did them on Friday night as Dear had a bbq to attend. it s super easy and got the thumbs up from my tasters-My family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vuRBY7yNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/NsfDeNzElDw/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141965375771756754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vuRBY7yNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/NsfDeNzElDw/s200/baking+%26+t3+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vuaBY7yOI/AAAAAAAAAq8/VLgC9NI6-dM/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141965530390579426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vuaBY7yOI/AAAAAAAAAq8/VLgC9NI6-dM/s200/baking+%26+t3+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did them again on Sunday for Dear to try, he also gave it the thumbs up which is good. that means i can keep my dear a happily fed man.. ahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures of my chocohotpots...Such a cute name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vtlBY7yMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/gm8X-4dZBc4/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141964619857512642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vtlBY7yMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/gm8X-4dZBc4/s200/baking+%26+t3+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Placed a xmasy decoration...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vulRY7yPI/AAAAAAAAArE/MHTAiSFRB6U/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141965723664107762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vulRY7yPI/AAAAAAAAArE/MHTAiSFRB6U/s200/baking+%26+t3+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cakey on the outside, gooey in the inside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also decided to try baking gingerbread as i planned to hand these out as xmas gifts to my ofice pple.Had to try them out first. This receipe was given when i was in between jobs and was teaching kids how to make gingerbread men during the school holis. A cheap and personalised present,however i may have to ditch the idea as my icing looks real tacky... but it was fun doing them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the shots of my gingerbread men.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vusRY7yQI/AAAAAAAAArM/yi7pBehdiPg/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141965843923192066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vusRY7yQI/AAAAAAAAArM/yi7pBehdiPg/s200/baking+%26+t3+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot out of the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvMBY7yTI/AAAAAAAAArk/YhlKfFd0JLw/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141966389384038706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvMBY7yTI/AAAAAAAAArk/YhlKfFd0JLw/s200/baking+%26+t3+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvBBY7ySI/AAAAAAAAArc/4uTW7-m_bB4/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141966200405477666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvBBY7ySI/AAAAAAAAArc/4uTW7-m_bB4/s200/baking+%26+t3+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vu0hY7yRI/AAAAAAAAArU/4f_B8GNzVsg/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141965985657112850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vu0hY7yRI/AAAAAAAAArU/4f_B8GNzVsg/s200/baking+%26+t3+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With frosting! Din come out too nice right? Dun think they make presentable presents right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vv5hY7yYI/AAAAAAAAAsM/0JnmKZ6PNfU/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141967171068086658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vv5hY7yYI/AAAAAAAAAsM/0JnmKZ6PNfU/s200/baking+%26+t3+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to other stuff-Visit to Terminal 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvURY7yUI/AAAAAAAAArs/RJseMcAjzWc/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141966531117959490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvURY7yUI/AAAAAAAAArs/RJseMcAjzWc/s200/baking+%26+t3+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A plate of good ipoh hor fun at changi village before T3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvoBY7yWI/AAAAAAAAAr8/K5PivHzRoGc/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141966870420375906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvoBY7yWI/AAAAAAAAAr8/K5PivHzRoGc/s200/baking+%26+t3+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlight of t3 visit- These chairs mould to your shape, they feel like styrofoam but dear who is in the plastics industry have a chim term for it-injection moulding if i am not wrong....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvexY7yVI/AAAAAAAAAr0/l06tFs-IitA/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141966711506585938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvexY7yVI/AAAAAAAAAr0/l06tFs-IitA/s200/baking+%26+t3+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear on the chairs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i have the time, i will upload a video of my dad on these chairs.. its seriously funny. i laughed til my stomach hurt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vwIBY7yZI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bPlgmyMDr6Y/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141967420176189842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vwIBY7yZI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bPlgmyMDr6Y/s200/baking+%26+t3+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear had to take a shot with these... Environment friedndly dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1v1bxY7ygI/AAAAAAAAAtM/NXgnkSVlRqs/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141973257036745218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1v1bxY7ygI/AAAAAAAAAtM/NXgnkSVlRqs/s200/baking+%26+t3+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made me take a shot with them too.. think other pple thought we were nuts..hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vwkxY7yaI/AAAAAAAAAsc/h-nqrUTMcLE/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141967914097428898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vwkxY7yaI/AAAAAAAAAsc/h-nqrUTMcLE/s200/baking+%26+t3+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We couldnt go into the departure/arrival louge so we took from outside instead&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vwyRY7ybI/AAAAAAAAAsk/MGu46rnzQx0/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141968146025662898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vwyRY7ybI/AAAAAAAAAsk/MGu46rnzQx0/s200/baking+%26+t3+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the fountain in the lounge so had to zoon in to take a shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vxHhY7ycI/AAAAAAAAAss/i6fND74z6M8/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141968511097883074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vxHhY7ycI/AAAAAAAAAss/i6fND74z6M8/s200/baking+%26+t3+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The skylights that regulate the lighting in T3. Supposedly they are supposed to resemble buterflies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvwBY7yXI/AAAAAAAAAsE/C8I8Rjn0JwU/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141967007859329394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vvwBY7yXI/AAAAAAAAAsE/C8I8Rjn0JwU/s200/baking+%26+t3+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couple shot in the new T3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xmas is coming! 16 more days to the xmas! This year i feel more excitement and atmosphere. Last year, i was swamped with core process and din even have time to breathe. this year, not involved so i am definitely happier and looking forward to xmas....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vxkxY7ydI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wnRM6fCtol8/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141969013609056722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vxkxY7ydI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wnRM6fCtol8/s200/baking+%26+t3+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vxrhY7yeI/AAAAAAAAAs8/RnFaBwaJ-Go/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141969129573173730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vxrhY7yeI/AAAAAAAAAs8/RnFaBwaJ-Go/s200/baking+%26+t3+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A shot at our xmas tree. this year's theme Gold and red..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The xmas tree seemed too short for us already so we had to raise it higher to have the wow factor... nice eh?&lt;/div&gt;Due to xmas and 2 parties on the way, we had to frame our trips' photos.. last year's japan trip not up yet.... so we spent the weekend doing both Japan, Barcelona and Lourdes and Dash' s photos... Yes even my dog has a frame just for him...ahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1v4QxY7yhI/AAAAAAAAAtU/n467PlOOQis/s1600-h/baking+%26+t3+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141976366593067538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1v4QxY7yhI/AAAAAAAAAtU/n467PlOOQis/s200/baking+%26+t3+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A preview of what is to be hung on my wall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of dash, he is sick and his eys have a problem. my dad has been putting eye mo in his eyes and its not healed yet. Worried that it could be Glucoma or a cataract so i have decided to ask my dad to bring him to the vet and stop self medicating him. hope he's ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok til next week... not o sure how long my baking spree will last...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3727857684282776568?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3727857684282776568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3727857684282776568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3727857684282776568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3727857684282776568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-baking-spree-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1vuRBY7yNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/NsfDeNzElDw/s72-c/baking+%26+t3+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-6897069882292936816</id><published>2007-12-07T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:30:10.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its double celebrations this week as we celebrate dear's birthday and confirmation at work! 4th Dec was double celebrations day! Anyway, thought that the end of 6 month's probation was something to be celebrated about, so i secretly sent a poted plant to Dear's office.Nearly had a heart attack when it did not reach at 5pm cos i knew dear was going home on the dot, but Far east flora delvered on time.. when dear was in the toilet! So it made quite a stir at the reception before dear came back.Well glad dear was touched and liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1ln0BY7yBI/AAAAAAAAApU/zJ6ExMqtusw/s1600-h/PLANT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141254593044006930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1ln0BY7yBI/AAAAAAAAApU/zJ6ExMqtusw/s200/PLANT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plant-can you see that the cactus is heart shaped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1loexY7yCI/AAAAAAAAApc/WjiETm0A9wc/s1600-h/CARD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141255327483414562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1loexY7yCI/AAAAAAAAApc/WjiETm0A9wc/s200/CARD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lovhY7yDI/AAAAAAAAApk/kvKjISpo58c/s1600-h/CARD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141255615246223410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lovhY7yDI/AAAAAAAAApk/kvKjISpo58c/s200/CARD1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The card that says it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After work, we went for his birthday celebration.as Dear was recovering from his flu, i wanted to bring him for some chinese food that can nourish his soul. Wsa thinking of soup restaurant but its was like in suntec la... abit boring so after reading blog recommendations, i made a reservation for Asia Grand Restaurant at Odeon Towers. Apparently their peking duck is to die for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is. Dear and i had one whole duck to ourselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lvHBY7yII/AAAAAAAAAqM/N3TsJvgyrbc/s1600-h/DUCK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141262616042915970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lvHBY7yII/AAAAAAAAAqM/N3TsJvgyrbc/s200/DUCK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, this is only one plate. we had at least 5 plates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also had the below-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lwGRY7yJI/AAAAAAAAAqU/7mSjjOE2vHg/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141263702669641874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lwGRY7yJI/AAAAAAAAAqU/7mSjjOE2vHg/s200/fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cod Fish braised i think, taste not bad but not good for dear's throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lwYBY7yKI/AAAAAAAAAqc/R6bZYV39_0w/s1600-h/noodles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141264007612319906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lwYBY7yKI/AAAAAAAAAqc/R6bZYV39_0w/s200/noodles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the duck, we opt to have it in noodle, not too nice though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lxuBY7yLI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Yz7xwCglsYM/s1600-h/prawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141265485081069746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lxuBY7yLI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Yz7xwCglsYM/s200/prawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasabi prawns-This was good! But we were too full to really enjoy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so full that we could not eat their dessert...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lqpRY7yHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/W4Z7VvmFZXw/s1600-h/REST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141257706895296626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lqpRY7yHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/W4Z7VvmFZXw/s200/REST.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave dear his first present at the restaurant.Dear looking concentrated on opening his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lpoBY7yGI/AAAAAAAAAp8/EXbn42cm-3w/s1600-h/PRESENT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141256585908832354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lpoBY7yGI/AAAAAAAAAp8/EXbn42cm-3w/s200/PRESENT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear looking happy with his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lpGxY7yEI/AAAAAAAAAps/sPdFt7iCkPg/s1600-h/CUFLINK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141256014678181954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1lpGxY7yEI/AAAAAAAAAps/sPdFt7iCkPg/s200/CUFLINK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought him a pair of heart shaped cuff links to add to his collection.Wanted something that looks less serioud than the ones he has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also bought for him the vcd that he wanted, the end of a trilogy that he was watching earlier. Here goes the huayu pinyin of the show: Se Diao Yin Xiong Zhuang.. i think so bah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;timing just nice as well cos he finished watching the previous 2 and had nothing to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when my friends heard of all the preparations and presents i bought for dear, they say i spoil him and am amazed to hear that i am willing to spend all this money on dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i always feels that spending money on my loved ones are worth it. Its worth to see them smile or be surprised when you whip out another present when they least expect so. I know that Dear will do the same for me as well, so it makes everything worth it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday dear. i am glad that i got to spend it with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y235/may_fifteen/DSC00248.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-6897069882292936816?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/6897069882292936816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=6897069882292936816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/6897069882292936816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/6897069882292936816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-double-celebrations-this-week-as-we.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1ln0BY7yBI/AAAAAAAAApU/zJ6ExMqtusw/s72-c/PLANT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-5695798412951139426</id><published>2007-12-02T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:28:18.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Super long never update liao.. addicted to facebook and feeding mu humpalump :) The HR Dept at UBS are crazily adding eachother onto facebook. would you believe that there is a UBS Network on facebook?&lt;br /&gt;ok on to random stuff, too long never update and cant rem much to update in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVhxY7x8I/AAAAAAAAAos/z5gitL7Gh9w/s1600-R/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139053057232586690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVhxY7x8I/AAAAAAAAAos/pk_kq2bwj3Q/s200/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doggie dash with his feared master...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GWGBY7x-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/covVtWvzL4Y/s1600-R/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139053680002844642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GWGBY7x-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/fJ1-QbHbgTk/s200/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this shot of dash with my sister.. He just like human's company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GWOhY7x_I/AAAAAAAAApE/wbXH5r-V60c/s1600-R/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139053826031732722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GWOhY7x_I/AAAAAAAAApE/9eT8wOPtfXs/s200/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired out with all the swimming and walking at East coast beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVyRY7x9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/yBKf_p6zFCg/s1600-R/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139053340700428242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVyRY7x9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/Yxp-5vrLG0M/s200/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answer: a set of parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GWWhY7yAI/AAAAAAAAApM/nPNiQVXAHsk/s1600-R/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139053963470686210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GWWhY7yAI/AAAAAAAAApM/s4bRuvqPs1I/s200/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a colleague get married at the conrad hotel-here with my lunch buddies! They are the greatest... The concidence thing is that i met Aison, Geri's ex at the wedding. The bridegroom is his uncle.. ahahah.. the guy that the bridegroom and bride want to introduce to my anothe work colleague. Hmm.. they look quite compatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GUWBY7x4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/ks86wmjdMBo/s1600-R/random+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139051755857495938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GUWBY7x4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/Rh7MP2Uck84/s200/random+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVGRY7x5I/AAAAAAAAAoU/E2xDe0uYQc8/s1600-R/random+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139052584786184082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVGRY7x5I/AAAAAAAAAoU/931rjVtoGdw/s200/random+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to add this shots here. My dear looking all macho when playing arcade... sense the irony?Men... love guns and hoops. But i am glad that dear has fun when playing this.. i am not much of an arcade ger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GPpxY7x1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/XytpwSDr_O4/s1600-R/random+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139046597601773394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GPpxY7x1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/66cr_vozhZk/s200/random+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GQJBY7x2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Wd39ySrnMzs/s1600-R/random+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139047134472685410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GQJBY7x2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/y1yb810wPwg/s200/random+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GSbhY7x3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ga86woEEtXE/s1600-R/random+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139049651323520882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GSbhY7x3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/skCpd3VMCWI/s200/random+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear and i did our part to break the singapore record for most signatures on a christmas card.All we did was to sign our big names on a wall...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVShY7x6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZaN1G7s2f80/s1600-R/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139052795239581602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVShY7x6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/igMTgOLGKxI/s200/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVYxY7x7I/AAAAAAAAAok/KTNNB5C-pGY/s1600-R/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139052902613764018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVYxY7x7I/AAAAAAAAAok/ZqERMoW_Xsg/s200/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried my hand at making mars krispies after watching nigella.. i always gets in the baking/cooking mood after watching her shows... so far, this has been well received by my sisters and bf... so far baked chocolate chip muffins (Fair results) and scones (Failure).Next would be chocohotpots and ginerbread man for xmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot of my photos are in m camera phone but i cannot get them into my laptop cos my laptop is using vista and the cd to download these photos cannot support it.. damn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, Next is celebrations week as its dear's birthday on 4th Dec and plus he's getting confirmed at work... oohhh. no idea where to go for a nice romantic dinner on the 4th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, this blog is about random stuff for the past 2 months. i promise not to neglect blogspot and blog more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/R1GVhxY7x8I/AAAAAAAAAos/pk_kq2bwj3Q/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-2386760087655600224</id><published>2007-10-06T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:40:22.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Taking my sister's tag seriously, i am going to try to aim for 20 reasons why i love my sisters (I said i will try, might not reach so many ahahaahha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) They sometimes say the darnest things to make me choke back my laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i love to jump on them to wake them up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) They know when i am in a pissy mood and leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I remember those little notes that we leave for each other before an important event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) They can say "Jie, that doesnt fit you" and i dun take offence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Sometimes they surprise me with little gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) When our parents scold us, we can look at each other and roll our eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) We support each other in times of need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) They help with the housework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) They sing in their croaky voices and make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) They do the best impersonation of daddy or mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) They know me best, my interests, my likes and dislikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) They make the effort to cheer me up when i am down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) They listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) They respect me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) They still call me Jie Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) We hardly fight (Maybe over my bed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) They dun mind going out with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) They know that they can come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) They love me for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sisters of mine, touched or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2386760087655600224?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2386760087655600224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2386760087655600224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2386760087655600224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2386760087655600224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/10/taking-my-sisters-tag-seriously-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-502233576641008352</id><published>2007-10-02T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:21:26.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebrations</title><content type='html'>After my trip and Jade's wedding comes my brithday celebrations!&lt;br /&gt;25 liao.... cannot tell pple that i am in my early twenties liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear was so sweet and i can see that he took alot of time to think of my presents and the place to go.Have to say that this year round, he can keep a secret and i could not pry out from him where we were going. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIk20KN1tI/AAAAAAAAAkY/hV2rsxheNEs/s1600-h/Dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116692650779334354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIk20KN1tI/AAAAAAAAAkY/hV2rsxheNEs/s200/Dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIl3EKN1xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Tsz2RViBbD0/s1600-h/Sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116693754585929490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIl3EKN1xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Tsz2RViBbD0/s200/Sushi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Oosh-Yen Dining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear actually remembered that i wanted to go oosh and he secretly made reservations there. Abit expensive though, a plate of salomn sashmi cost about 12 dollars for 3 slices.... the unagi bowl you see in the 1st pic costs $20! I nearly fainted when i saw the smal bowl served. but dear was so sweet about it-say that its only once in a while and cos its my birthday. the ambience was nice though.after that we took a walk around the place and saw that the other side of oosh is a western dining area and it s outdoors with waterfall and all. not bad a place, might try it out for another celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove the car up to Tanglin village and i was surprised to find another world there. i felt that we were in a another country altogether, there were fairy lights twinkling, art galleries, art sculptures etc. drove by Ben &amp;amp; Jerry and stopped to have a cone before proceeding to watch i now pronounce you Chuck and Larry.The show wasnt too bad, actually laughed quite alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My presents-Yes pural!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIlxEKN1wI/AAAAAAAAAks/axdiHiHEyL0/s1600-h/watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116693651506714370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIlxEKN1wI/AAAAAAAAAks/axdiHiHEyL0/s200/watch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear bought me a fossil watch before i left for Europe. He knew that i was already looking for one and when i realised that Fossil was having a private sale, i dragged him there! But look at my stylo milo watch at half price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIlNUKN1uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/V2Hzx2KR1Us/s1600-h/Magazine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116693037326391010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIlNUKN1uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/V2Hzx2KR1Us/s200/Magazine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear has seen me take up decorating magazines all the time when we are in book stores and for my birthday bought me my own decorating magazine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have already flipped through and ear marked those pictures i love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwImSkKN1zI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wXzBQvFawyg/s1600-h/sHIRT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116694227032332082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwImSkKN1zI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wXzBQvFawyg/s200/sHIRT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwImY0KN10I/AAAAAAAAAlM/61iGtqSEwUA/s1600-h/Slippers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116694334406514498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwImY0KN10I/AAAAAAAAAlM/61iGtqSEwUA/s200/Slippers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwImJUKN1yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/r-2VcQBY8C8/s1600-h/SOCKS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116694068118542114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwImJUKN1yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/r-2VcQBY8C8/s200/SOCKS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday items that dear bought for me. He knows that i practically live in my birks and bought me slippers, knows that i need socks for my aerobics and the t shirt so that i have more variety!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its all the small little things he noticed and i am touched by the effort. Beats a fancy gift....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIkwkKN1sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/qxVrcMWDEzs/s1600-h/Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116692543405151938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIkwkKN1sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/qxVrcMWDEzs/s200/Flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To top things off, a bouquet of my favourite flowers-Gaberras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gave it to me when i was bathing the dog..hahahaha couldnt appreciate it at that time... but i love it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-502233576641008352?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/502233576641008352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=502233576641008352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/502233576641008352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/502233576641008352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-celebrations.html' title='Birthday Celebrations'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwIk20KN1tI/AAAAAAAAAkY/hV2rsxheNEs/s72-c/Dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-3803391614239938669</id><published>2007-10-02T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T13:05:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Having the cold and headache, so on MC today. will try to post as many posts i can to keep the blog updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldnt help but rip this off Evan's post... it s too sweet to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know you love someone even after 7 years when:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) You miss him everyday, and wish you could spend every waking moment with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) You still look forward to seeing him everyday, even if it is just for a brief moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) You let him occupy most of your (super single sized!) bed although you're almost about to fall off the edge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) You cover the blanket for him when he is in deep slumber, for fear that he will feel cold. When he kicks the blanket away, you lower the air-con temperature, for fear that he feels hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) You give him a peck on his cheek when he's sound asleep. AND still feel remarkably amused when he subconsciously thinks the peck is an insect that had landed on his cheek and, he, yes he, with eyes closed and a frown on his face, proceeds to brush it away vehemently while he continues to venture into the inner realms of Slumberland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) You satisfy his Nose fetish. Even though you are terrified of pimples, you allow him to pinch your nose,and sometimes, you go the extra mile by wrinkling your "cute round nose"voluntarily, much to his delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) You support him in his relentless pursuit of a sport (which has since become an obsession or an addiction) because you know it makes him happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) You buy him his M&amp;amp;Ms and other chocolate varieties, especially the dark ones because you like to see him gobble everything up ravenously with a child-like innocence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) You laugh at his mushiness, but in reality, you are touched by his sincerity and outward expression of love for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) In short, you feel happy only when he feels happy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, dear, i change point no 6 for your nose fetish..hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, 7 years odd and we are still together..Dear is super proud of it... for me, i dont believe that time flies so fast, sometimes i look at dear and still go " wow, i managed to get this guy and look at that, he looks so good in this outfit"! Really..... : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspired by dear, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after 7 years,I know i still love dear because-: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)He has always stood by me for the past 7 years no matter what or how small the problem is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) He trusts me wholeheartedly and let me do my thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) He always try to surprises me with gifts but i always pester him til he gives the secret away : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) He thinks of the future with me in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) He shows me off to his friends, his colleagues and is proud of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) He alway replies a NO when i ask him if i am fat and i know he is just humoring me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)He is flexible enough to accomodate me when i always change his plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) He never once said " How can you eat so much?" but instead eats together with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) He always satisfies my cravings, such as fish soup, tom yum blah blah... i have many cravings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) He spends money on me and never on himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) He takes the time to know my friends and even goes out with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) He can suddenly appear when i am meeting my frens just to say hello and then go do his things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) He treats my family like his, catering to my sister's whims a helping them with their work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) my family, even my extended family treats him like family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) He always make the effort to meet me everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) He takes time to listen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) He always protects me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) He always put me in his top priority&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19) He always gives in to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20)He loves me for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list could go on but the top 20 are here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwHReEKN1rI/AAAAAAAAAkI/zc-VkFoJap0/s1600-h/Jade%27s+wedding+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116600966112466610" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwHReEKN1rI/AAAAAAAAAkI/zc-VkFoJap0/s200/Jade%27s+wedding+087.JPG" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear, i love you, more than yesterday, lesser than tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3803391614239938669?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3803391614239938669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3803391614239938669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3803391614239938669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3803391614239938669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/10/ode-to-dear.html' title='Ode to dear'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RwHReEKN1rI/AAAAAAAAAkI/zc-VkFoJap0/s72-c/Jade%27s+wedding+087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-4638475590546915614</id><published>2007-09-30T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:35:19.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8ea0KN1qI/AAAAAAAAAkA/F-tYADTzEJo/s1600-h/Jade%27s+wedding+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115841147743098530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8ea0KN1qI/AAAAAAAAAkA/F-tYADTzEJo/s200/Jade%27s+wedding+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade's wedding was on the 15th Sept and i am only uploading the pics today, 3-4 weeks after the wedding..hahaha way behind my posts. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not take many photos as we arrived late for the ROM ceremony.... heee... luckily we were not the last to arrive and the minister was late too. They chose the garden ceremon and initially we thought that we will all be standing in the muddy grass in high heels, but its actually a gazebo tent outside the ROM Premises..which they decorated it with chinese traditional wall stands and garden seats. overall, quite nicely done. think the tent is a permanent fixture so that more pple can get married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this is not my first rom ceremony i have been to, and i know to xpect that the ceremony would only take at most half an hour. Though there was a sound system in the tent, the minister did not use it and we couldnt hear a thing at all. only when they stood to face each other, we realised that it was already half through! After the ceremony, we stood around to take pics and delayed the next cople from coming in for their ceremony!haahahah.Coupled by Jade's niece and nephews running about, it was pretty hard to follow the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did not get a chance to take a couple photo with dear.... damn.Anyway, here are the photos we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bm0KN1oI/AAAAAAAAAjw/BU6UKS_s318/s1600-h/Jade%27s+wedding+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115838055366645378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bm0KN1oI/AAAAAAAAAjw/BU6UKS_s318/s200/Jade%27s+wedding+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot with the happy bride..Mrs Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bZ0KN1nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lPJBfsKa5tQ/s1600-h/Jade%27s+wedding+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115837832028345970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bZ0KN1nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lPJBfsKa5tQ/s200/Jade%27s+wedding+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frens of the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bRUKN1mI/AAAAAAAAAjg/8YDskV0CDr4/s1600-h/Jade%27s+wedding+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115837685999457890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bRUKN1mI/AAAAAAAAAjg/8YDskV0CDr4/s200/Jade%27s+wedding+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr tan signing his life away.. ahahahah kidding... after the ceremony he seemed so pleased with himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bI0KN1lI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ZOK9q6Jxh-s/s1600-h/Jade%27s+wedding+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115837539970569810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8bI0KN1lI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ZOK9q6Jxh-s/s200/Jade%27s+wedding+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kiss that we made them go on and on as we wanted the perfect shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8afEKN1iI/AAAAAAAAAjA/vScfQUruK2Q/s1600-h/Jade%27s+wedding+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115836822711031330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8afEKN1iI/AAAAAAAAAjA/vScfQUruK2Q/s200/Jade%27s+wedding+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frens since sec school, i know i am the fattest among all, but look at them.. they are all skin and bones. how can i compare to them? But i will try to go down...in time for my own wedding ahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i am real happy and pleased that Jade found her Mr right and started the ball rolling. also serves to remind us that we are growing up...sigh, we are in our mid twenties liao, no longer can say early twenties. where did time fly to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After witnessing a rom ceremony, i am sure glad that i will be marrying dear in a church ceremony. it seems more symbolic and more meaningful. the whole mass service is for the happy couple and it becomes the sacrament of marriage.Imagine walking down the aisle with daddy, knowing that dear is at the front of the church waiting for me... the whole church concentrating on me....thats the kind of wedding i want.Well, different pple have different ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be attending my first fren's wedding dinner this nov and dear has started already. looks like these 2 years would be attending fren's wedding.. cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-4638475590546915614?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/4638475590546915614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=4638475590546915614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4638475590546915614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4638475590546915614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/09/jades-wedding-was-on-15th-sept-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rv8ea0KN1qI/AAAAAAAAAkA/F-tYADTzEJo/s72-c/Jade%27s+wedding+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-6514749154046220847</id><published>2007-09-23T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T15:31:29.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, i am trying to finish uploading the photos of the barcelona trip blog. been 2 weeks since i came back and the post is not done yet. have 3000 photos to choose. have to see which one is flattering and which ones to chuck. Somemore, my sister took the chance to display her artistic skills and took everything, takes a while to sift through.So here is the last bit of my Barcelona trip. Photos of places not in running order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYRyUKN1eI/AAAAAAAAAig/NatUGvnOXHU/s1600-h/DSC02803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113293983028467170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYRyUKN1eI/AAAAAAAAAig/NatUGvnOXHU/s200/DSC02803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYSOEKN1fI/AAAAAAAAAio/1n4KVDNomwo/s1600-h/DSC02807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113294459769837042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYSOEKN1fI/AAAAAAAAAio/1n4KVDNomwo/s200/DSC02807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Barcelona Apartment-we only took photos of it only on the last day cos the first day we messed it up already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYS0UKN1gI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yIeZMmpHOCY/s1600-h/DSC02840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113295116899833346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYS0UKN1gI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yIeZMmpHOCY/s200/DSC02840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lift is very unique. only can take 4 pple max... so as our family have 5 pple, someone has to always walk over 90 plus steps up to our 3rd floor apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last day in Lourdes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVG7kKN0kI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ue9fkddFYY4/s1600-h/DSC01966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113070941081817666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVG7kKN0kI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ue9fkddFYY4/s200/DSC01966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So funny this shot. went to the grotto in the morning before heading out. Audrey wore a mini skirt in 9 degrees celsius weather, had to use my shawl to improvise a skirt to wrap her freezing legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVIWUKN0lI/AAAAAAAAAbY/w1eYo5IsmCo/s1600-h/DSC02002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113072500154946130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVIWUKN0lI/AAAAAAAAAbY/w1eYo5IsmCo/s200/DSC02002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVJxEKN0mI/AAAAAAAAAbg/AoCeCH9HcwI/s1600-h/DSC02020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113074059228074594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVJxEKN0mI/AAAAAAAAAbg/AoCeCH9HcwI/s200/DSC02020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Road trip back to Barcelona, View from the car&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casa Mila&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVFBEKN0iI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gW0tcHJVuoM/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113068836547842594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVFBEKN0iI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gW0tcHJVuoM/s200/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVECkKN0hI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ooHm2BG8DyE/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113067762806018578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVECkKN0hI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ooHm2BG8DyE/s200/DSC02036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo at the bottom of Casa Mila,The roof is where its famous for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113103406739608834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVkdUKN1QI/AAAAAAAAAgw/K4sN4G6NiTo/s200/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the roof top-Being a building student, she is in her element, where Audrey and me was just "huh?This is what we paid to look??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVkVEKN1PI/AAAAAAAAAgo/HmYhoJanEGA/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113103265005688050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVkVEKN1PI/AAAAAAAAAgo/HmYhoJanEGA/s200/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy looking exhausted after all that photo taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVkK0KN1OI/AAAAAAAAAgg/hVHKw9o4rDc/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113103088912028898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVkK0KN1OI/AAAAAAAAAgg/hVHKw9o4rDc/s200/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couple photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVkB0KN1NI/AAAAAAAAAgY/DYqWKLFqmaQ/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113102934293206226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVkB0KN1NI/AAAAAAAAAgY/DYqWKLFqmaQ/s200/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A artistic shot of Gaudi's Chimmeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVj7EKN1MI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wSztOilwXmE/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113102818329089218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVj7EKN1MI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wSztOilwXmE/s200/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice Scenary, Nice company, Nice shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVjsEKN1LI/AAAAAAAAAgI/PkZqdk689UI/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113102560631051442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVjsEKN1LI/AAAAAAAAAgI/PkZqdk689UI/s200/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp;amp; Ade acting out their skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVjlUKN1KI/AAAAAAAAAgA/K-2Wef0uiMk/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113102444666934434" style="CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVjlUKN1KI/AAAAAAAAAgA/K-2Wef0uiMk/s200/DSC00007.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVjO0KN1JI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5Mcqwl5d_cE/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113102058119877778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVjO0KN1JI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5Mcqwl5d_cE/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far view of the Casa Mila's roof top.Imagine paying 10 over Euros to see this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVGEEKN0jI/AAAAAAAAAbI/i2WvTsFA0cA/s1600-h/DSC02045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113069987599077938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVGEEKN0jI/AAAAAAAAAbI/i2WvTsFA0cA/s200/DSC02045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casa Mila at night. we happened to chance on the building at night when a tourist asked us to take a photo for them. we nearly walked past it the first time round!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside of Barcelona - Montserrat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVbdEKN0_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/CMsZ7YZun0U/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093506839991282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVbdEKN0_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/CMsZ7YZun0U/s200/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why we went to Montserrat in the first place-The black virgin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The statue was found in a cave by shepherds long time ago. The black colour was due to the wood being stained by incense offerings. Now she is in a glass book but the ball in her hand is exposed and pple queue to touch it and pray in front of her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVa0kKN09I/AAAAAAAAAeY/4JBFdX0MvXg/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113092811055289298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVa0kKN09I/AAAAAAAAAeY/4JBFdX0MvXg/s200/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the church from the outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVcyUKN1CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/lHScm7Ajk08/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094971423839266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVcyUKN1CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/lHScm7Ajk08/s200/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming out of the church, we saw alot of pple taking off their shoes and standing in the circle.So when the crowd dispersed, we took the exact shot. But we still do not know the meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVdUUKN1DI/AAAAAAAAAfI/jmJRhqlGh9g/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113095555539391538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVdUUKN1DI/AAAAAAAAAfI/jmJRhqlGh9g/s200/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View when walking out of the church. Marvellous huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVinEKN1II/AAAAAAAAAfw/5NfudcUrTOM/s1600-h/DSC02555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113101375220077698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVinEKN1II/AAAAAAAAAfw/5NfudcUrTOM/s200/DSC02555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVgX0KN1GI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TPP_wxyTIIA/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113098914203817058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVgX0KN1GI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TPP_wxyTIIA/s200/DSC02401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVaMkKN08I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/h_14N4SLTAc/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113092123860521922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVaMkKN08I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/h_14N4SLTAc/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great view huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVg5EKN1HI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Q7wlz_rmOiQ/s1600-h/DSC02451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113099485434467442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVg5EKN1HI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Q7wlz_rmOiQ/s200/DSC02451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was getting married when we were there. I imagine it to be expensive but i think the scenary and elaborate church setting should be worth it... : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVfAkKN1EI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/zlpsCsGJ5F0/s1600-h/DSC02396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097415260230722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVfAkKN1EI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/zlpsCsGJ5F0/s200/DSC02396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone must always check Dad's cowlick before we take photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVfwEKN1FI/AAAAAAAAAfY/sJOGlEL-ph0/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113098231304016978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVfwEKN1FI/AAAAAAAAAfY/sJOGlEL-ph0/s200/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cowlick check, we are set to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVcjEKN1BI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4lqftaeITKg/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094709430834194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVcjEKN1BI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4lqftaeITKg/s200/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVb90KN1AI/AAAAAAAAAew/3uatl2wvBHk/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094069480707074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVb90KN1AI/AAAAAAAAAew/3uatl2wvBHk/s200/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One candle for all our wishes... Look how pretty when all are stacked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FC Barcelona Studium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVRzEKN0xI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Qw4auhAufds/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113082889680835346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVRzEKN0xI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Qw4auhAufds/s200/DSC02209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVRzEKN0xI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Qw4auhAufds/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have a huge FC Barcelona shop there. Nike sponsored them so you can imagine how big it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVSh0KN0yI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tLZwRViYc40/s1600-h/DSC02212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113083692839719714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVSh0KN0yI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tLZwRViYc40/s200/DSC02212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVSh0KN0yI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tLZwRViYc40/s1600-h/DSC02212.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each jersey cost 60 Euros la... being the cheapskate we are, we took photos of the jersey. imagine us in the shop where everyone is in a buying frezy, here we all chinese, taking photos of the jersey. ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to pay to get into the studium, and as we were not too interested, went to Fountain of Mount Juic instead. Free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fountains of Mount Juic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVTjEKN0zI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q_HbxmJTSVc/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113084813826183986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVTjEKN0zI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q_HbxmJTSVc/s200/DSC02282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVVr0KN01I/AAAAAAAAAdY/ETDImsMgEXw/s1600-h/DSC02294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113087163173294930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVVr0KN01I/AAAAAAAAAdY/ETDImsMgEXw/s200/DSC02294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVVDEKN00I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VmT1ayZ7WCs/s1600-h/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113086463093625666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVVDEKN00I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VmT1ayZ7WCs/s200/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo galore again, Super nice scenary-Sure glad that we dress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVWEkKN02I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Ik5YcAQd1Zg/s1600-h/DSC02312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113087588375057250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVWEkKN02I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Ik5YcAQd1Zg/s200/DSC02312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the show to start, we saw the sun set over the horizan. how can you see that in Spore? We waited for about 2 hours to the show. Even overseas, we were kiasu enough to chop seats to watch the fountain show. Europeans do so too! But it was the wrong place,couldn see anything from where we were.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVXJ0KN03I/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZARTdD4SBBM/s1600-h/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113088778080998258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVXJ0KN03I/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZARTdD4SBBM/s200/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to walk down to view the fountains.The crowd standing around to view the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVYlUKN06I/AAAAAAAAAeA/CwDP2WHfZwc/s1600-h/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113090350039028642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVYlUKN06I/AAAAAAAAAeA/CwDP2WHfZwc/s200/DSC02387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVYBUKN04I/AAAAAAAAAdw/pX5o6XM3_O4/s1600-h/DSC02331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113089731563737986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVYBUKN04I/AAAAAAAAAdw/pX5o6XM3_O4/s200/DSC02331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVZfEKN07I/AAAAAAAAAeI/qw7JN37127Y/s1600-h/DSC02400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113091342176474034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVZfEKN07I/AAAAAAAAAeI/qw7JN37127Y/s200/DSC02400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Shots with the fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVYXkKN05I/AAAAAAAAAd4/I4pvnsTfQJk/s1600-h/DSC02379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113090113815827346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVYXkKN05I/AAAAAAAAAd4/I4pvnsTfQJk/s200/DSC02379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade sad that when its her turn to take a photo with the fountain, it went small on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVRNEKN0wI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_nuDZADn_Sc/s1600-h/DSC02191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113082236845806338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVRNEKN0wI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_nuDZADn_Sc/s200/DSC02191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Zara/Mango. As we do not have the 4 seasons here, we try on their winter wear and took photos! Can never wear this in Spore... sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeline bought alot of clothes! I only bought a dress and a top. Women in Spain are super skinny la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVQF0KN0uI/AAAAAAAAAcg/sVhSvt2Pfr4/s1600-h/DSC02166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113081012780126946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVQF0KN0uI/AAAAAAAAAcg/sVhSvt2Pfr4/s200/DSC02166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to eat Barcelona's speciality-Squid Ink Paella. Its rice cooked with alot of olive oil, seafood and to top it off, they use squid ink that turns it black.Surprisingly, it tastes better than it looks.Daddy is looking pretty pleased about it whereas.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVQnEKN0vI/AAAAAAAAAco/xhryEJR3ft0/s1600-h/DSC02169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113081584010777330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVQnEKN0vI/AAAAAAAAAco/xhryEJR3ft0/s200/DSC02169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade doesnt look that satisfied with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVPpkKN0tI/AAAAAAAAAcY/IlAQ7crSYww/s1600-h/DSC02158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080527448822482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVPpkKN0tI/AAAAAAAAAcY/IlAQ7crSYww/s200/DSC02158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More happy with her lasanga... Audrey ate this almost everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYTREKN1hI/AAAAAAAAAi4/dUKpOtK4pfU/s1600-h/Europe1+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113295610821072402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYTREKN1hI/AAAAAAAAAi4/dUKpOtK4pfU/s200/Europe1+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another instance of her being happy with her food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La Rambla- Daytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVO40KN0sI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Hnv4_pF73sE/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113079689930199746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVO40KN0sI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Hnv4_pF73sE/s200/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers stall all on one side. Gaberras, Full bloomed roses, sunflowers and other flowers! Such a pretty and cheerful sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVMuEKN0oI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vlMuRO1UjD4/s1600-h/DSC02058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113077306223350402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVMuEKN0oI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vlMuRO1UjD4/s200/DSC02058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Rambla Market-Colourful displays everywhere, i like this place the best along La Rambla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVONkKN0rI/AAAAAAAAAcI/o8pk0OULFtI/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113078946900857522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVONkKN0rI/AAAAAAAAAcI/o8pk0OULFtI/s200/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey super interested in her sweets in La Rambla's market. Colourful ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVNv0KN0qI/AAAAAAAAAcA/1YSCyHSJIbU/s1600-h/DSC02074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113078435799749282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVNv0KN0qI/AAAAAAAAAcA/1YSCyHSJIbU/s200/DSC02074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVNM0KN0pI/AAAAAAAAAb4/e4oCHUXf7dc/s1600-h/DSC02067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113077834504327826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVNM0KN0pI/AAAAAAAAAb4/e4oCHUXf7dc/s200/DSC02067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eat alot of pork-here on display cured Ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVML0KN0nI/AAAAAAAAAbo/VwGKM_Y_j_w/s1600-h/DSC02063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113076717812830834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvVML0KN0nI/AAAAAAAAAbo/VwGKM_Y_j_w/s200/DSC02063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fruits on display- They arranged in so nicely. was afraid to buy even one as it will mess up the display.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here on our way out, we saw a man frantically looking in his bag and his pockets. Looks like he got pickpocketed.After that we were super careful with daddy. pushed him in the middle and we all surrounded him.Daddy was super relaxed though. said he know how to spot the bad guys ahahhaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, think i have come to the end of updating my barcelona trip post. Not so many photos as blogger is so slow to upload the photos. If you wan the 3000 photos, i can show it to you on my comp... cant even download it into CDs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-6514749154046220847?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/6514749154046220847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=6514749154046220847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/6514749154046220847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/6514749154046220847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-i-am-trying-to-finish-uploading.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RvYRyUKN1eI/AAAAAAAAAig/NatUGvnOXHU/s72-c/DSC02803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-6687473567846584004</id><published>2007-09-11T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T16:12:28.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd-7th Day- Lourdes, France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly speaking, when i heard my dad insisted in going to Lourdes when we are in Europe, i felt that the holiday is becoming a pilgrimage and was not too keen. And to spend 4 days there.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you do not know where Lourdes is, its in France and is the place where Mother Mary appeared 18 times to a girl in a cave. please log on to the official website for a better explaination @ &lt;a href="http://www.lourdes-france.com/index.php?texte=1&amp;langage=en"&gt;http://www.lourdes-france.com/index.php?texte=1&amp;amp;langage=en&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lourdes-france.org/index.php?goto_centre=ru&amp;contexte=en&amp;amp;id=417&amp;id_rubrique=413"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108818054329731346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYq8-ZtCRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/kjI6zhUkyPo/s200/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYreOZtCSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/VjH1svpeXwg/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108818625560381730" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="195" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYreOZtCSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/VjH1svpeXwg/s200/DSC00182.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settling in our super small apartment at Lourdes,the worst thing is that there was only 1 toilet and all had to share. We had to fight for it!After settling in, we set out on foot to find the cathedral and to get our bearings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYsHuZtCTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8Hz1P8ITUMw/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108819338524952882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYsHuZtCTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8Hz1P8ITUMw/s200/DSC00198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY8p-ZtCaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cpNUkrTfA8E/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108837519121516962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY8p-ZtCaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cpNUkrTfA8E/s200/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a small town and many shops were selling the same stuff. Rosaries, Mother mary statues and mainly religious stuff.Here, my daddy became a shopholic... keep buying rosaries and mother mary statues. I even bought my own statues for my future house under his influence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYtoeZtCUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/gU1Kdp20xro/s1600-h/DSC01956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108821000677296450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYtoeZtCUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/gU1Kdp20xro/s200/DSC01956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy choosing her rosaries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYuCuZtCVI/AAAAAAAAAXo/I5IptS4r4_4/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108821451648862546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYuCuZtCVI/AAAAAAAAAXo/I5IptS4r4_4/s200/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYue-ZtCWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5bzMknPwowY/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108821936980167010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYue-ZtCWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5bzMknPwowY/s200/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cathedral with the blue sky. looks majestic huh? looks like holy disneyland,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZALeZtCgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/j4UgVNAUcHQ/s1600-h/DSC01505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108841393182018050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZALeZtCgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/j4UgVNAUcHQ/s200/DSC01505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top view of the taps for the miracle spring water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY66OZtCXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YOnVk5TWcRY/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108835599271135602" style="CURSOR: hand" height="198" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY66OZtCXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YOnVk5TWcRY/s200/DSC00220.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY7GuZtCYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/QooHgoHME2g/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108835814019500418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY7GuZtCYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/QooHgoHME2g/s200/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY9mOZtCbI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3ydPb90cpvY/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108838554208635314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY9mOZtCbI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3ydPb90cpvY/s200/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the miracle spring water is tapped into 32 taps near the grotto. Everyday, we will drink the water and wash ourselves there. My dad said that he is cured of a itchy rash on his body after drinking and washing himself in the water.The water is icy cold and super fresh. We did not even boil it before drinking.During our stay, we never ran out of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY79uZtCZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/c1YuCAkWU04/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108836758912305554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY79uZtCZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/c1YuCAkWU04/s200/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZIluZtCtI/AAAAAAAAAao/UWRQzK-p4hA/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108850640246606546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZIluZtCtI/AAAAAAAAAao/UWRQzK-p4hA/s200/DSC01817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day, we went to the grotto to collect the water. We even bathed in it in the apartment!Its so cold that whenever you hear a yelp in the bathroom, you know someone just bathed with the holy water.At the end of lourdes, we filled up 2 5 litres bottles and whatever water bottles we have to lug home! We are not kiasu. everyone does it too : ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY-QeZtCcI/AAAAAAAAAYg/aUH1I9q-7WM/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108839280058108354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY-QeZtCcI/AAAAAAAAAYg/aUH1I9q-7WM/s200/DSC01402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statue of Mother Mary at the grotto, the exact place where she appeared.This is what i saw that made me tear the first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZEVeZtCmI/AAAAAAAAAZw/7b06tecgNXM/s1600-h/DSC01651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108845963027221090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZEVeZtCmI/AAAAAAAAAZw/7b06tecgNXM/s200/DSC01651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a closer photo of the mother mary. I think she looks so pretty, The saint said that this statue does not totally portray Mary's beauty as she is a hundred times prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY-keZtCdI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RyEf4sXYb70/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108839623655492050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY-keZtCdI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RyEf4sXYb70/s200/DSC01408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother Mary told the saint to build a church here so that pple can come and pray and they did...literally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY_SeZtCeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/j3nms6uuyEg/s1600-h/DSC01463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108840413929474530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuY_SeZtCeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/j3nms6uuyEg/s200/DSC01463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the church with such a nice backdrop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZAx-ZtChI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mTviKp3mlj8/s1600-h/DSC01516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108842054606981650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZAx-ZtChI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mTviKp3mlj8/s200/DSC01516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistic shot of the cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZBReZtCiI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Vfxvp-FjnGU/s1600-h/DSC01536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108842595772860962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZBReZtCiI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Vfxvp-FjnGU/s200/DSC01536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo show you the size of the church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZJzOZtCuI/AAAAAAAAAaw/dReXjXkH0DM/s1600-h/DSC01895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108851971686468322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZJzOZtCuI/AAAAAAAAAaw/dReXjXkH0DM/s200/DSC01895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for processions as well, there were alot of pple taking part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also went for stations of the cross on a very steep hill. oohh...the legs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZDXOZtCjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kkqXIrWn15U/s1600-h/DSC01580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108844893580364338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZDXOZtCjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kkqXIrWn15U/s200/DSC01580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZDnuZtCkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7JRaUzIT5dM/s1600-h/DSC01582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108845177048205890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZDnuZtCkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7JRaUzIT5dM/s200/DSC01582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZD7OZtClI/AAAAAAAAAZo/DK4yziIbE2U/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108845512055654994" style="CURSOR: hand" height="198" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZD7OZtClI/AAAAAAAAAZo/DK4yziIbE2U/s200/DSC01610.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of the church is super beautiful as well,There are many walls of these menaingful scenes form the bible and they are all made in mosaic!imagine tile by tile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZFAOZtCnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dZkeGNrpfHo/s1600-h/DSC01642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108846697466628722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZFAOZtCnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dZkeGNrpfHo/s200/DSC01642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZFW-ZtCoI/AAAAAAAAAaA/UyDwAjqQkbU/s1600-h/DSC01643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108847088308652674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZFW-ZtCoI/AAAAAAAAAaA/UyDwAjqQkbU/s200/DSC01643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candles continue your prayer, so we brought IKEA candles there, all 50 of them! But look at the size of the candles there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZFq-ZtCpI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BrfVbqr_Reo/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108847431906036370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZFq-ZtCpI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BrfVbqr_Reo/s200/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be outdone, we bought one candle there, and wrote all our names and the godchildren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One candle for all.. haahahha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZGIOZtCqI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tCeuoOXG73I/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108847934417210018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZGIOZtCqI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tCeuoOXG73I/s200/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister playing with the candle.hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZHKuZtCrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YfjBbU6-b34/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108849076878510770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZHKuZtCrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YfjBbU6-b34/s200/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZH2uZtCsI/AAAAAAAAAag/gDGx5fq5UoU/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108849832792754882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuZH2uZtCsI/AAAAAAAAAag/gDGx5fq5UoU/s200/DSC01814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so sick of france's food that is bread, sandwiches and pasta that we decided to cook at our apartment. My mum brought 1 kg of rice on our trip and before we all laughed at how prepared she is but after 3-4 days of pizza and pasta, rice was so precious! Thank godness for mummy's kiasu ness. Who ever is going to europe, please bring rice or noodles plus its so much cheaper. now you just mention pasta, mac donalds, pizza, we will gag on reflex... enough!Bring me chicken rice or prawn noodles any time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, got the gist of the lourdes experience out. When i have more time, i will add more pictures and more comments.This post took me the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-6687473567846584004?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/6687473567846584004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=6687473567846584004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/6687473567846584004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/6687473567846584004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/09/3rd-7th-day-lourdes-france-frankly.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYq8-ZtCRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/kjI6zhUkyPo/s72-c/DSC00176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8426885567874568750</id><published>2007-09-11T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:22:36.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd Day- Barcelona, Sagrada Familia &amp; La Rambla &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the famous Sagrada Familia in the morning. The church building designed by Antoni Gaudi (You will see more of his work later on) is still in the works. Even if you go back after 10 years, it will not be completed yet. There is alot more work to be done. hahaha... Even in the pictures, you can see the crane in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYO6uZtB5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/wPOc_JiWoUM/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108787229349447570" style="CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYO6uZtB5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/wPOc_JiWoUM/s200/DSC00022.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYPC-ZtB6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/fCoqrF8dvWk/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108787371083368354" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="151" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYPC-ZtB6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/fCoqrF8dvWk/s200/DSC00031.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYQhOZtB8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/lgQBWz5Bafg/s1600-h/DSC00898+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108788990286038978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYQhOZtB8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/lgQBWz5Bafg/s200/DSC00898+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fron far away, it is the most prominent structure in Barcelona's sky line.From far away, you cannot see the detailed carving on the wall.Below are the close ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYUK-ZtCAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/yKQsJTWSeMM/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108793006080460802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYUK-ZtCAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/yKQsJTWSeMM/s200/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYUveZtCBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KnJVQzyuFgM/s1600-h/DSC00909+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108793633145686034" style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYUveZtCBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KnJVQzyuFgM/s200/DSC00909+(2).JPG" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYPmeZtB7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/O-iUq7lLweE/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108787980968724402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYPmeZtB7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/O-iUq7lLweE/s200/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How detailed is it? we even bought a book to explain what did the sculptures mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYVd-ZtCCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WFNawBPFlL0/s1600-h/DSC00933+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108794432009603106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYVd-ZtCCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WFNawBPFlL0/s200/DSC00933+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the church.They used alot of stained glass which gives a nice effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYW4-ZtCFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/SrAcwNhud5o/s1600-h/DSC00953+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108795995377698898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYW4-ZtCFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/SrAcwNhud5o/s200/DSC00953+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at all the scaffolding in the church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYXMuZtCGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/spCCM3VKMJA/s1600-h/DSC00965+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108796334680115298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYXMuZtCGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/spCCM3VKMJA/s200/DSC00965+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drawing of the Sagrada Familia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYV9-ZtCDI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iFy4fSt3zaQ/s1600-h/DSC00941+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108794981765417010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYV9-ZtCDI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iFy4fSt3zaQ/s200/DSC00941+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYWd-ZtCEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/qJye6WBWz_4/s1600-h/DSC00940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108795531521230914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYWd-ZtCEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/qJye6WBWz_4/s200/DSC00940.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYXhOZtCHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RottHIOH_pQ/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108796686867433586" style="CURSOR: hand" height="195" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYXhOZtCHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RottHIOH_pQ/s200/DSC00968.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arty Farty shot of the ceiling. Look at all the beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYY1OZtCII/AAAAAAAAAWA/3CpXHuj4Ros/s1600-h/DSC00995+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108798129976445058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYY1OZtCII/AAAAAAAAAWA/3CpXHuj4Ros/s200/DSC00995+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaudi drew alot of inspiration from daily things such as trees for his columns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYTzuZtB_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/nTqGG_WQSHA/s1600-h/DSC01067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108792606648502258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYTzuZtB_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/nTqGG_WQSHA/s200/DSC01067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYZu-ZtCJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Mp53tMQo0ho/s1600-h/DSC01092+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108799122113890450" style="CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYZu-ZtCJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Mp53tMQo0ho/s200/DSC01092+(2).JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other side of the church, it looks grotty right? But upon a closer look, its real intricate work! I am pitying the person who has to paint it! Alot of work, however as my dad says there will always be demand for workers and there's good for the economy. ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We only scheduled the morning to be here, but it was not enough time and we stayed early afternoon.Had to go back to catch a siesta. In Barcelona, the shops close from 12- 2pm for their afternoon siesta and open again at 4pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening, we decided to walk down Barcelona's famous lane, La Rambla. We all heard about the stories about Pickpockets, so we were extremely careful. We had a "Operation Daddy", Means daddy stays in the middle and all the ladies surrounded him so that no one gets near him.But sometimes he walks so fast, we cant catch up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYfO-ZtCNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/rBXrwXDqFiQ/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108805169427843282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYfO-ZtCNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/rBXrwXDqFiQ/s200/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Rambla Street in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYdz-ZtCKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a24Wc3p_taE/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108803606059747490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYdz-ZtCKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a24Wc3p_taE/s200/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYeyeZtCMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aiukhD4h1iU/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108804679801571522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYeyeZtCMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aiukhD4h1iU/s200/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYg2OZtCPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ma_Q2elVuoY/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108806943249336562" style="CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYg2OZtCPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ma_Q2elVuoY/s200/DSC01279.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYf3-ZtCOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ohj2jmuMiU4/s1600-h/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108805873802479842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYf3-ZtCOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ohj2jmuMiU4/s200/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of buskers along La Rambla and much better that what we see here.They really doll up every night to entertain visitors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Rambla has different sections, one is for Buskers, One is for Artists.They are all talented!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked til the end of la Rambla and we were shagged! My legs hurt so bad that i had to hold on to my dad and limped home. Rem that this is only the 2nd day... and i have 8 more days of walking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8426885567874568750?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8426885567874568750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8426885567874568750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8426885567874568750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8426885567874568750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/09/2nd-day-barcelona-sagrada-familia-la.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuYO6uZtB5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/wPOc_JiWoUM/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8594989100323641467</id><published>2007-09-10T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:32:42.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on to happier things! Just came back from my family holiday in Europe. Went to only 2 places, Barcelona and Lourdes and over a span of 10 days, i think was just nice to really explore the 2 places properly.will use photos to show you the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I know i am fat! EEks.. need to lose weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day-Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTg4eZtBiI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ax3DNgrvRzY/s1600-h/Europe+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108455138183153186" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="230" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTg4eZtBiI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ax3DNgrvRzY/s320/Europe+036.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Youngest sister with slices of pizza in Milan, stopover after 11 hours of flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTiJuZtBkI/AAAAAAAAARs/y9JnfWy6z9g/s1600-h/Europe+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108456534047524418" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="209" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTiJuZtBkI/AAAAAAAAARs/y9JnfWy6z9g/s320/Europe+071.JPG" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTkquZtBoI/AAAAAAAAASM/FXgXdgfqbkk/s1600-h/Europe+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108459300006463106" style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTkquZtBoI/AAAAAAAAASM/FXgXdgfqbkk/s200/Europe+074.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside the barcelona apartment, looking for a way to get in without the key!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTlLeZtBpI/AAAAAAAAASU/dr4NjVd0Y-E/s1600-h/Europe+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108459862647178898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTlLeZtBpI/AAAAAAAAASU/dr4NjVd0Y-E/s200/Europe+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting lift that saves the walking up of 92 steps to our 3rd floor apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTl1uZtBqI/AAAAAAAAASc/LTP9ehIiO6c/s1600-h/Europe+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108460588496651938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTl1uZtBqI/AAAAAAAAASc/LTP9ehIiO6c/s200/Europe+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking their metro to our first destination-Park Guell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTmeeZtBrI/AAAAAAAAASk/ASDST4pcbbY/s1600-h/Europe+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108461288576321202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTmeeZtBrI/AAAAAAAAASk/ASDST4pcbbY/s200/Europe+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the steep ardous climb upslope to get there!the poor legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTmyeZtBsI/AAAAAAAAASs/1AzKSMjLFQQ/s1600-h/Europe+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108461632173704898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTmyeZtBsI/AAAAAAAAASs/1AzKSMjLFQQ/s200/Europe+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona from the top of Park Guell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTnieZtBtI/AAAAAAAAAS0/YTSPMHTnV1E/s1600-h/Europe+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108462456807425746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTnieZtBtI/AAAAAAAAAS0/YTSPMHTnV1E/s200/Europe+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuToz-ZtBvI/AAAAAAAAATE/3ZdCvXvw6FM/s1600-h/Europe+149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108463856966764274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuToz-ZtBvI/AAAAAAAAATE/3ZdCvXvw6FM/s200/Europe+149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTpU-ZtBwI/AAAAAAAAATM/E4BUBPb2bLk/s1600-h/Europe+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108464423902447362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTpU-ZtBwI/AAAAAAAAATM/E4BUBPb2bLk/s200/Europe+157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTqqOZtBxI/AAAAAAAAATU/w5o4ir1esr0/s1600-h/Europe1+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108465888486295314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTqqOZtBxI/AAAAAAAAATU/w5o4ir1esr0/s200/Europe1+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTtBuZtByI/AAAAAAAAATc/ukbldiaO1fg/s1600-h/Europe1+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108468491236476706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTtBuZtByI/AAAAAAAAATc/ukbldiaO1fg/s200/Europe1+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTuA-ZtBzI/AAAAAAAAATk/F_SMprZM07o/s1600-h/Europe1+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108469577863202610" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTuA-ZtBzI/AAAAAAAAATk/F_SMprZM07o/s200/Europe1+068.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTvOeZtB0I/AAAAAAAAATs/1oByjNGQaoM/s1600-h/Europe1+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108470909303064386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTvOeZtB0I/AAAAAAAAATs/1oByjNGQaoM/s200/Europe1+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buggers, taking so long just for one day and i have so many more days to go. more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8594989100323641467?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8594989100323641467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8594989100323641467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8594989100323641467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8594989100323641467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-to-happier-things-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RuTg4eZtBiI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ax3DNgrvRzY/s72-c/Europe+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-1742394426078740402</id><published>2007-09-10T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T14:09:56.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to everyone who reads my blog, i am sorry for not updating for so long. So many things have happened and i was no mood to blog about it. work life hasn been pleasant recently, actually since my lady boss came in. She has pretty high expectations and apparently i cannot meet them. She has been pulling me almost daily in for pep talks telling me that there is no job fit and i should really think about my future whether is this where i want to be in and it really demoralise me and even caused me to lose sleep and lose interest in eating. Finally, after weeks of agony, i decided to either quit or find a new position within the company. I believe that when you started to fear to go to work, its time for a change. no use working in a place where every sunday you wake up fearing tomorrow. therefore, i spoke to my guy boss and told him about my plans. He is not surprised and will assist me with the internal job posting. surprisingly, after i spoke about my intentions, i felt free and refreshed knowing that there is a end to this sadness and stress that i have been feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i have the yi yi bu she feeling of leaving UBS. i mean, the benefits are good, the team support is pretty good and the job scope, though tedious and admin based, i could do it. i thought that i could stay in this company for at least 2 years. however, fate has another thoughts for my future and now i have to update my resume and start the job search again. Also i am not happy anymore and there is no spring in my step anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, i wonder how did i, from a person that my guy boss rely on and praise before come to this point where i am losing my focus and not meeting his expectations.how focused must i be? how am i not meeting their expectations? all the pep talks are all fluffy talk and i cannot get to what they want from me. i did try to improve but apparently, it is not in my character and it still wasnt enuff. I am quite disappointed with how this has turned out as my guy boss has changed. Apparently, he and my lady boss are so tight with each other now that he is singing her same tune. Aiya, no point crying over split milk. i have to look forward.no point badmouthing one boss to another. its no use....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to thinking that is it me where the problem lies or is it just the job fit? i m definitely not strong in the admin aspect and this has been proven that it is my stumbling block for the past 2 job experience. but what kind of job does not have admin? what kind of job suits me? i really duno. it s causing me to doubt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still,i have to look forward.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I am at a crossroad in my life"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-1742394426078740402?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/1742394426078740402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=1742394426078740402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1742394426078740402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1742394426078740402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-everyone-who-reads-my-blog-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-7311401170258617142</id><published>2007-07-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:56:20.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the euphoria of the previous post, i had to face back to reality, something that have placed me in a damn right foul/gloomy mood.Have been quarelling with Dear this whole week as hearing wedding bells of frens made me want to hear wedding bells of my own. No matter how many times i tell myself that our situation is different from theirs, it doesn feel good to know that the bells for me will only ring in 3 years time. 3 years time.... is a long way to go right? and i am a person, when i want somthing, the itch is there til i relieved it. imagine having this itch for another 3 years. I always thought that if i find the one, the rest would come easily, had always wanted to marry young so that we would have energy to run after our kids.But i forget that we live in the real world, a world where it is harsh and your dreams are so hard to achieve without the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of this, i am torturing, pushing dear further from me. I dun mean to, but the bitter mood is there and no matter how i try to be positive, its quite hard to lift my spirits up, especially when pple ask me when is mine, i have to bear the fleeing pain in me and grin to reply"3 years more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear has been very patient with me and i think sometimes after we quarrel, he feel like i am forcing him to a corner, and i dun wan to lose him because of this." and hear all the remarks about why so long blah blah....i just have to curb my feelings in regards to this.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to marry the one and start our life together....i hope that dear would not get angry after reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, i shudder at what i have become...Since when i became so desperate to get married? Dear havent even ask me yet, and i am throwing myself at his feet.What have i turned to?Now, the stuff i think about is wedding,hdb etc where is my life? i have lost my dignity.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patience is never my strong point"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-7311401170258617142?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/7311401170258617142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=7311401170258617142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7311401170258617142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7311401170258617142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-euphoria-of-previous-post-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-1038062771392887695</id><published>2007-06-30T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:14:43.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning, i got a sms from my bestest friend."please make yourself available on the 22nd Sept." The weirdest thing is that i dreamt of her last night and that she was angry with me.Haahahaha..anyway i thought that the invitation was to celebrate our birthdays which fall in sept.But no, its not that!its even better news!!!She s going to ROM! my best fren is getting married. Yahoo... been waiting for this for quite a while.Everytime we see her, we always ask"so when ar?" hehehee.... So 22nd Sept is the day.... the day that one of my gang is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i am writing this post dedicated to my best friend, Jade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know her for the longest time, about 12 years ever since sec sch.Though we were not in the same class, we were in the same cca,swimming.We din even swim the same stroke!But still we managed to be close friends. Went to the same JC and same university.How much closer can we get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we dun meet often, but when we do, we can always slip back into gossipping mode and gossip the night away. i have never seen her angry or upset with me before.She nevers loses her temper, even when we suddenly change the plans to meet. she has the best temper of us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl has stood by me all this while.she stood by me when we were cramming for our exams,stood by me when i had relationship problems and never once complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZV88Rv_xI/AAAAAAAAAMc/G-XVZ0ARWfM/s1600-h/At%20the%20Zoo%2006%20135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081843734995271442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZV88Rv_xI/AAAAAAAAAMc/G-XVZ0ARWfM/s320/At%2520the%2520Zoo%252006%2520135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZWbsRv_yI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fKLq1xctS_Q/s1600-h/At%20the%20Zoo%2006%20145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081844263276248866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZWbsRv_yI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fKLq1xctS_Q/s320/At%2520the%2520Zoo%252006%2520145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo of the happy couple....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have to lose weight so that we all can look pretty.... hehehehe... motivation to lose the bulge..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-1038062771392887695?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/1038062771392887695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=1038062771392887695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1038062771392887695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1038062771392887695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-morning-i-got-sms-from-my-bestest.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZV88Rv_xI/AAAAAAAAAMc/G-XVZ0ARWfM/s72-c/At%2520the%2520Zoo%252006%2520135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-2612225467861272761</id><published>2007-06-30T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:47:14.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear went for his team building trip in Phuket on Thurs afternoon and will only be coming back tomorrow night. Just smsed me to say that his company has just finished their team dinner at Fantasea and he is going back to the hotel though some of his frens are going for thai massage.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he oculd not find a card that i placed in his bag. i fully expected dear, a guy who never fails to unpack to unpack on the first night, but dear tells me no need to unpack since its a short trip.Totally unexpected la! in the end i had to tell dear the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;My frens were pretty shocked to hear that dear and i had this tradition that if we go somewhere without the other, somehow a card or two would end up in our luggage.That would ease the time and distance apart from each other.do other couples do this too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to take our graduation photos already.Did it last sat and the whole family turned out.Had my make up done there and i also wore my graduation when we took our couple shot.&lt;br /&gt;The studio was family owned and the phtotgraphers all spoke chinese. Kept asking me to raise my head higher. anyway the poses were all quite standard, Not much creativity. all like i sit down, dear stand behind me, add in the bookcase background, a few books and the all important globe!ahahahahha.... Lets see how the photos turn out. As for the family photo, i sat out of it and dear's bro fiancee was in it. not yet my turn! : )&lt;br /&gt;in the end, the package ended up to about thousand plus as well. Took some photos with my HP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZd7MRv_zI/AAAAAAAAAMs/snMOywWQJhU/s1600-h/24062007486-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081852501023522610" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="181" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZd7MRv_zI/AAAAAAAAAMs/snMOywWQJhU/s320/24062007486-001.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did some editing on my hp and this is what i got.Two graduates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZeHMRv_0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/zTnOGcUNA_I/s1600-h/24062007478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081852707181952834" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="175" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZeHMRv_0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/zTnOGcUNA_I/s320/24062007478.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear has finally graduated! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZencRv_1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Cnhcl1HTaJs/s1600-h/24062007481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081853261232734034" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="181" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZencRv_1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Cnhcl1HTaJs/s320/24062007481.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did some abstract photo of dear's hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with my office pple today, celebrating one of our gang's start of maternity leave. she is going to give birth soon so we are giving her "one last fling" hahahahah... our fling only lasted til 10,30pm la, we are old already. here we are, waddling home wherelse all the young ladies are getting ready at 10,30pm to go clubbing.haahah...but we had fun. had some gossipping and some fun. its another 15 weeks before she returns and when she returns, she is with a kid. wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to go to sleep, my eyes are closing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2612225467861272761?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2612225467861272761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2612225467861272761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2612225467861272761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2612225467861272761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/06/dear-went-for-his-team-building-trip-in.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZd7MRv_zI/AAAAAAAAAMs/snMOywWQJhU/s72-c/24062007486-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-3989201201341265818</id><published>2007-06-18T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T11:09:04.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear had his welcome dinner with his company monday.got drunk and vomitted in the toilet.Oh Boy Oh, the life of a sales person.i can never do that, i dun even like the taste of beer!&lt;br /&gt; It s quite scary for me, sitting at home twiddling thumbs not knowing what to expect as i have heard so many stories about stupid things pple do when they are drunk but i trust dear. anyway, i am thinking too much. hee, must let dear fly...&lt;br /&gt;Dear drank the most as he had a manager tekan ing him,the other two not that much. But dear say that its necessary so that he can bond with the team next time.Which is true so i cant say much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on medical leave today, throat is super itchy and due to some pill i ate yesterday, i couldnt sleep at all last night. Have puffy eyes. Working from home though. have to see the doctor later and cut my hair since this is the only window frame i have before we take dear's graduation photo this weekend.Fast sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to serangoon braodway on sunday and immediately paid a depost and booked the date for the photo. all because we dun want to pay additional GST!ahahah...kiasu pple are we..this photo studio we pay by photo, so as a couple, we pa $160 for 2 people as its considered "harder" to take 2 pple... anyway, since 2 or 3 is still considered family,dear wanted to bring dash! nearly choked when i imagined dash in front of the camera and in front of dear's family. His family would think we are one of those hippy young couple who treats the dog like a kid, like that would not enhance my reputation as "rich ger" in their eyes....dash cant even look at the camera phone, much less a studio cameria. imgine the terror he would cause, so i veto ed the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The notice is abit too short to slim down but dear say that the gown would cover all...ahahah.. Quite touching that dear is not thinking of taking an individual photo of himself in his gown but us together in a photo is enough.he says that whats the point of taking individual when he already has one in couple? Dear always manages to say the sweetest things... blush&lt;br /&gt;My mum also had something to say about us taking photos in our graduation gowns.she says that we must put the photo up in our home next time, so that our kids can see that their parents are graduates... i think its a thing of the past, nowadays you throw one stone, you can hit a graduate within 5 cm... haaaahhaha.But its always nice to have a couple shot done professionally.The last one we did was 2 years ago during my graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the studio,alot of NTU graduates were picking up their gowns, i felt so old! mid mid life crisis beginning,no longer taken as a fresh graduate. in the middle of the rat race. an old rat waddling through the other rats... not a nice picture. but still there are things to work towards to, our wedding, our house etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" A rat in the race that never ends..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3989201201341265818?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3989201201341265818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3989201201341265818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3989201201341265818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3989201201341265818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/06/dear-had-his-welcome-dinner-with-his.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-8453162161327442750</id><published>2007-06-15T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:20:11.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank god it s Friday! lalalalalaal....Friday couldnt have come at a better time, i was about to collapse under the workload.my senior is on block leave (taking 10 days at one scratch) so its been pretty crazy.. been going home around 7-8 and i cant get up in the morning.So happy that its friday that i started singing in the shower when i got around 7 today. hahaha.. i dun care, today i left early and even did abit of window shopping.Goodness gracious me, i havent been window shopping for quite some time liao. The last 2 fridays i worked til 10 plus and the shops were all closed when i came down from the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with my distant aunt,who works in UBS as well today.Sort of like a farewell lunch as she has resigned and next week is her last week,Had one of the best Japanese Katsu in my life. super crispy and juicy.next time will bring dear there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sunday,we will be celebrating Fathers' day with a BBQ at my house. we have not held a BBQ since like.... i cant rem the last time we did!Those chicken wings are sorely missed!Yahoo.... what i dun like about parties is the clean up before and after..ahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god its friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8453162161327442750?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8453162161327442750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8453162161327442750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8453162161327442750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8453162161327442750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-god-it-s-friday-lalalalalaal.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-1244396864204782358</id><published>2007-06-10T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:57:44.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear got into his first car accident on sat. When he was on his way over to my house in the morning, a lorry banged into the back of his car and smashed his rear window and left alot of dents and stratches on his bumper.Poor dear! i am guilty that i did not ask if he was alright after he told me about the accident but rather wanted to know the details of the accident and to run out of the house to see the damage done.Sorry Dear! Dear spent sat going to vicom and honda to write reports and now his car is being repaired and no car for a week. Look at the poor car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RmvV6Hr91-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uu0VAXwy_mo/s1600-h/09062007[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074384599635580898" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="197" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RmvV6Hr91-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uu0VAXwy_mo/s320/09062007%5B1%5D.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is left of the rear window...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RmvWFHr91_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/YhHDUAKE7eI/s1600-h/09062007(001)[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074384788614141938" style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RmvWFHr91_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/YhHDUAKE7eI/s320/09062007(001)%5B1%5D.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The damage on the bumper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily Dear was cool,reacted well and did not suffer any injuries.i wouldn know what to do in this situation man. Thank god for that. He also had the calm and did not curse at all. If it was me, i would start freaking out and alot of curse words would have been out of my mouth.... but its dear and i am real proud of him that he did not go down to that level...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But dear, see you need me to be in the passenger seat, to squeeze your leg whenever you drive too fast or forgot to check your blind spot, i am your eyes! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear started work this week and he is enjoying every minute of it!you can see that his confidence has grown since he join the working force.His stress level aint that high as compared to him studying. So far, its been going real well and i pray that everything works out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He cant wait for his first pay though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work for myself has been late nights.. i spent my fri night at work til 10pm.. had to rush a deadline on Fri and only my manager and i was around to do it. Friday was payroll closing so there were alot of other ad hoc reports to do as well.Hope next week is better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to town on Sat night.havent been painting the town red for a while already... getting too old for that. Realised that Dear sees alot more of his frens on the road than i, Where are u,  all my frens? i rem in sec school, i see friends on the streets so often.Miss the feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"As we grow older, the true friend stick to you no matter how long the journey is..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-1244396864204782358?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/1244396864204782358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=1244396864204782358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1244396864204782358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/1244396864204782358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/06/dear-got-into-his-first-car-accident-on.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RmvV6Hr91-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uu0VAXwy_mo/s72-c/09062007%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-4018919202316457392</id><published>2007-06-04T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:09:47.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just read the newspaper today, saw that a little girl drowned at Sentosa Rasa Resort.What struck me is that i was there. i saw the ambulance with its sirens screaming and at that time wondered why was an ambulance coming into Sentosa and did not think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile. Make full use of it.There are so many things that i have not done. i always thought that life will wait for me, but after this, i dunno...Live life to the fullest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-4018919202316457392?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/4018919202316457392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=4018919202316457392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4018919202316457392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/4018919202316457392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-read-newspaper-today-saw-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-5311645266576236472</id><published>2007-05-17T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:54:33.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have not been blogging for ages... its been a rough patch for the recent weeks, staying in the office til 10pm definitely does not put you in the mood to blog. So i slacked off a bit from blogging..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Today is a public holiday and so i am told the last one til August..sob.... when you work, public holidays are soooo appreciated... we are going to east coast with Dash, need to get some fresh air man. last week i was cooped in the office,sometimes the whole day somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR in my company is running alot of initatives at the same time and it has been a mad rush to met deadlines, extend deadlines and make sure that i dun screw up any of their reports.hahha...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite lousy as there was a deadline and we knew that we had to stay late( on the eve of a public holiday somemore!) and to make things worse, a stupid manager tried to bully me! Ta ma de.... idiot... this manager has a lousy reputation already, been pushed by him once and now he s trying again, nearly succeeded in pushing me to the edge but luckily my managers pulled me back and protected me from his angry onslaught. i have no idea what he wanted but there are nicer ways of asking.if you were a nice manaager, i would have done it for you but no,you tried to bully me, of course you cant expect my managers to let you right? hmph...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,nearly spoiled rest of the night but my guy manager came back from whenever he was to talk to this manager and scolded him...hahahaha... i feel my guy boss has a way with words. when he is scolding you,but doesnt seem uncouth and rude. it sounds so professional and polished..it sounds like feedback but when you dig deep down into his words, his words bites man....must learn from him... rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a townhall yesterday as well..disappointing in a way that HR was not recognised for the work we do and when we are recognised in the minute way, the recognition was given to someone else who DID not play a part in the recruitment of 888 client advisors. My two bosses were so furious that they shot a well concealed hate email to the head of MS &amp; D who made the mistake,cc-ing my bis bosses in it too...lets see what happens next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for me, its the head of WM who was the star during the townhall. Though he is not polished or not a man who makes an impressive speech, it was the manner and the way he said some stuff that endears to the heart.Though he is the head of WM, he said that he will be taking on his shoulders that we get back the employer of choice next yr.which top management can say that?he really brought himself down to the people &amp;amp; even said that this is the topic that is very close to his heart-people. i really felt that he mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to happier stuff: Dear is starting work next week and he is sure looking forward to it, but before that happens and before work engulfs us, we will take some time off for just the two of us.couple land here we come!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family bought a huge kick ass LCD last week.My dad was actually already writing a list of which LCD was better some weeks ago and thought that we should look at the models together to get a consenus.&lt;br /&gt;So we trooped down to tampines courts on sunday( minus the youngest as she had camp) and started looking.After many discussions,we settled on Philips 42 inch LCD Screen.super big can! still trying to adjust to the big screen. Look at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZfrcRv_2I/AAAAAAAAANE/g5PHcyVGeJk/s1600-h/31052007422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081854429463838562" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="185" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZfrcRv_2I/AAAAAAAAANE/g5PHcyVGeJk/s320/31052007422.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course i will be watching travel &amp;amp; living right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad likes the ambi lights that come with the tv, lights that will come on in different colours when the screens play something else. That s the reason he is willing to shed 3000 buckaroos for a tv he doesnt watch!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my dad does not watch tv, only during world cup he will watch....how weird is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZgVcRv_3I/AAAAAAAAANM/8PKFQoPLJzw/s1600-h/31052007423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081855151018344306" style="CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZgVcRv_3I/AAAAAAAAANM/8PKFQoPLJzw/s320/31052007423.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the ambi lights?When the screen turns colours, the lights will change accordingly.This is what attracted dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5311645266576236472?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5311645266576236472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5311645266576236472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5311645266576236472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5311645266576236472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-not-been-blogging-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RoZfrcRv_2I/AAAAAAAAANE/g5PHcyVGeJk/s72-c/31052007422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-309746787307434168</id><published>2007-05-14T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:36:13.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear went into reservice this morning and he will be gone the entire week. As he will be in reservice on our anniversary day, we celebrated early with a nice dinner and time to ourselves, in our own couple land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to New Majestic hotel for our dinner,and i wanted to eat dear try their speciality dessert-Crsipy Durian Ice cream!Tried it once and when i tasted it, i immediately knew tht i had to let dear try it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course we needed main courses before we moved to dessert right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh0V2N37DI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BDWkoW0zQW8/s1600-h/Photos+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064425699657903154" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="157" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh0V2N37DI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BDWkoW0zQW8/s320/Photos+107.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finished this dish before realising that we have yet to take a photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foie Gras, Wasabi prawn and a slice of peking duck... thinking of it makes me water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh09mN37EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q7uPL9NFQ9Y/s1600-h/Photos+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064426382557703234" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="110" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh09mN37EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q7uPL9NFQ9Y/s320/Photos+103.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carrot Cake in XO Sauce- Simple dish but so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh1t2N37FI/AAAAAAAAAJs/EFZ-dxsbIoc/s1600-h/Photos+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064427211486391378" style="CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh1t2N37FI/AAAAAAAAAJs/EFZ-dxsbIoc/s320/Photos+108.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You must be wondering why would we order a simple dish at such a posh restaurant. we wonder why too! hahahaha.. everyone around us was drinking shark fins' soup and here we are eating Ee fu noodles...hahaha had a craving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh2cmN37GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/p1QN0HklFnE/s1600-h/Photos+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064428014645275746" style="WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh2cmN37GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/p1QN0HklFnE/s320/Photos+110.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear with his goose noodles our jaws just dropped when we saw the 2 small bowls.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but all this is worth it for the dessert-Crispy durian ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh3YGN37HI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bww67tIodEw/s1600-h/Photos+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064429036847492210" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="266" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh3YGN37HI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bww67tIodEw/s320/Photos+122.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my,this is super good!!! one of the best durian desserts i have eaten....The outside is so crispy and the durian so pure. The orangey thing, we think is mango... all complements each other so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh4FGN37II/AAAAAAAAAKE/jDmlMxlqY6k/s1600-h/Photos+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064429809941605506" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="208" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh4FGN37II/AAAAAAAAAKE/jDmlMxlqY6k/s320/Photos+119.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear enjoying his dessert with the super long spoon and fork. no idea why we need such a long spoon and fork, the bowl wasnt that deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to watch Spider man 3. I had heard a few negative feedback on it and was not expecting too much but surprisingly it was quite good, there was action,romance, a plot and all the bad guys die.. my version of a good show..ahahhaah but i thought it was quite good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This anniversary we don not do anything big scale, i feel that as time go by we dont do big scale stuff but we celebrate it quietly but more significantly.i felt that we actually grew much closer dring these 3 days. when you are at work, and when you see each other after work, you feel so tired and dun feel like talking.These 3 days i felt that we talked, know and understand more &lt;br /&gt;about each other.i like this feeling that we are so connected after being together for such a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh09mN37EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q7uPL9NFQ9Y/s1600-h/Photos+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-309746787307434168?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/309746787307434168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=309746787307434168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/309746787307434168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/309746787307434168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-went-into-reservice-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rkh0V2N37DI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BDWkoW0zQW8/s72-c/Photos+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-7539831550902913219</id><published>2007-04-29T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:26:32.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear made a speech in church this morning in front of the whole congregation about his experience in RCIA.Think i was more nervous than him! but he did a fantastic job and even our priest praised him for it.So proud of dear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the public holiday on tues! Labour day never sound so sweet. I rem when i was in my uni days, public holidays never seem so important before, i rem waking up on a mon morning at 8am, thinking " forget it, i am not going to school in this deary morning" and plonk back to my comfortable bed and cach a few more snores....weekdays,weekends and public holidays were a blur to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now, its the public holidays &amp; weekends that we look forward to when we start work.we make sure that we know when the public holidays fall so that we can plan our leave and make plans that we cant do over the weekend.Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bring my dog Dash to the pasir ris farmway later on, my friend went and say that it s a bigger version of Bishan's dog run, so will bring Dash and let him go wild.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is going to end his school days from Wed onwards. After his last exam, he is neither a student or a salaried worker.... but dear, after finding his job seems more relaxed and less stressed.think that he s super happy that his bleak days are over,he can see the future abit better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-7539831550902913219?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/7539831550902913219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=7539831550902913219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7539831550902913219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7539831550902913219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/04/dear-made-speech-in-church-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-5032131107270399652</id><published>2007-04-22T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T20:05:56.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching the last Episode of the taiwan serial : "The hospital" that starrs Jerry Yen, but this post is not to praise jerry yen or his acting. I am writing to voice my displeasure about the plot.My goodenes,, do you know how many times the ger walked away from the guy without explaining why she leaves???i watched only a few episodes, she already left him twice. And she has the cheek to come back several times without any guilt and remorse into his life?Come to think about it, the downfall of the guy's life all caused by her actions. Every time she comes back into his life, he is miserable. My sister is ranting that she is a B****, for all the hurt and pain that he is.  All in all, the plot is quite terrible but i have no idea why we are so hooked on it. Now a teary scene of where she leaves again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love? I think Jerry played the tormented guy quite well. i can see the love and the pain on his face everytime she leaves...i mean love is never an easy road, but this is abit too extreme.&lt;br /&gt;i think the show is trying to depict that without communication, things can go so wrong in such a short time frame of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Ong Bak to come on at 9pm. always wanted to to watch this show. the thai's version of jacki chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is going to start his exam week, and poor guy has a paper on 2 may, a day after the public holiday. my mumu has said that my aunt is trying to organise a beach picnic on 1st may, maybe i will bring dash to the beach let me have  taste of seawater. hahaahha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5032131107270399652?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5032131107270399652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5032131107270399652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5032131107270399652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5032131107270399652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/04/watching-last-episode-of-taiwan-serial.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-3760585730210042408</id><published>2007-04-21T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T15:50:56.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='n'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear has found a job! and it is a job that he really likes..it s in the industry that he always wanted to work in,a start up company in an MNC where he can get the perks of the MNC  but still also  be involved in a start up venture, which dear always wanted to do.i am really happy for him that he found his job so early.Got the job offer even before his exams even started. how li hai is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his first job offer, and i know after he got the letter, he wanted to accept it already but i advised him to continue sending out applications and to see what else is there in the job market.So he listened and went on with the job search while waiting for the first offer,went for quite a few first and second interviews and even got another job offer.He went down for the salary briefing and got the rudest shock of his life when the administration/HR manager turned out to be the biggest jerk in the world.Really ruined Dear's day and the reputation of HR man!read Dear's blog (&lt;a href="http://www.mayfifteen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.mayfifteen.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) for the full account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some interviewers who told Dear that his expected salary of $2800 was too high and he should consider lower. One even wanted to offer $2300! Which is crazy, even management graduates earn more than that.Dear graduated from chemical engineering with  honours, does that count for something?The average salary for his class is about $2800 and the highest someone got is $2950 so i think his expected salary is still alright. Nearly choked when i heard how much they want him to lower his salary.That s even lower than what i am getting now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after this encounter, it only made it more clear that the first job offer was the best one and he went to sign the offer letter on Friday.I think Dear is very pleased with how things turned out and it really boost his self confidence.My boy cant wait to go to work and is forgoing his holidays to start work earlier and to save money as well...keep telling him to enjoy his uni life, but the boy is so eager.Never mind, let him discover himself that work aint that cool ultimately.. haahahah....But i am very proud of dear,that someone else besides me saw the potential in dear. Jia You dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that closes one chapter in Dear's life.4 years of studying is coming to an end. Another chapter is starting. Hopefully,the next chapter is smooth sailing for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is now asking us to start looking for out flat cos flat prices are going to increase in 2008. Think she is abit too eager for me to move out... hmmm..i wonder why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-3760585730210042408?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/3760585730210042408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=3760585730210042408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3760585730210042408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/3760585730210042408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/04/dear-has-found-job-and-it-is-job-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-7186731038417235070</id><published>2007-04-15T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:25:52.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am absolutely shagged at the moment! My mum signed me up for Cardio sculpt at the community centre that happens every sunday for 1 hour. every sun, after the hour, i am absolutely shagged. It comprises of kickboxing,aerobics and situps.&lt;br /&gt;i cant move now..hahahaha... but it is good la. makes me do some exercise for the week. i predict that tomorrow onwards i will be walking like an old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you read about the guy who is in a coma cos the taxi that had an accident with him hit him when driving off? What has society come to that to escape, you just knocled down whatever is in your way. I f i was the passenger in the cab, i will be freaking out la but still would report the dirver. Where did that ger go to? Apparently the guy's family is appealing for her to come forward to be a witness. It is impossible that she forgets it right? I hope justice is served in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear and i have been in a rough patch recently, but i am glad that we resolved matters before it grows into a bigger problem. Now we are stronger than before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-7186731038417235070?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/7186731038417235070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=7186731038417235070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7186731038417235070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7186731038417235070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-absolutely-shagged-at-moment-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-5844624505129993033</id><published>2007-04-09T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:32:39.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The long weekend is over and its back to work today. Before the week gets me down, would like to upload the photos taken over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear was baptised on 7th April, Sat at our church, St Francis Xiaver during the easter mass at 8pm.Previously, i would get very jittery in mass as it is a long mass (2.5 hours) and i would sliently curse and swear. But this year is totally different. My dear was going through an important phase in this mass and my whole family turned out in full force to support my dear throught this journey.I was so proud of my dear and the moment is pretty hard to describe.Dear's journey to this day is a long bumpy journey, but with his patience and determination, he made it. Dear, i am sorry that i was not supportive enough during your journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty touched at my family's support of dear. All came earlier to eat dinner and everyone contributed a dish so that my mum did not need to cook too much. Most gave presents to dear, and congrat him on becoming a catholic. After the mass, my dad thought of an elaborate plan to surprise Dear. We supposed to bluff dear that everyone left and there was no celebration after mass. But with all the cars in my driveway, my mum simplified it to just standing at the patio and everyone sang "Welcome to the family" when dear walked in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho5Knjx3XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GlSebnyonVo/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051412786629959026" style="CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho5Knjx3XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GlSebnyonVo/s320/DSC00053.JPG" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho5Ynjx3YI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CfgE-q6KVGI/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051413027148127618" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="207" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho5Ynjx3YI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CfgE-q6KVGI/s320/DSC00055.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only the cousins were singing, the adults too!The song sheet that they are holding are all printed by my dad in the afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho56Hjx3ZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vXf7OahhSrI/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051413602673745298" style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho56Hjx3ZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vXf7OahhSrI/s320/DSC00068.JPG" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear with his birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho6OHjx3aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6cefbWg9cRk/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051413946271128994" style="CURSOR: hand" height="247" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho6OHjx3aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6cefbWg9cRk/s320/DSC00070.JPG" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear with his godparents-his future parents in law hahahah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho6injx3bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PphjFDb-9VY/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051414298458447282" style="CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho6injx3bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PphjFDb-9VY/s320/DSC00071.JPG" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear with my sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho61Xjx3cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pp3gm3Fb9Eg/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051414620580994498" style="CURSOR: hand" height="183" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho61Xjx3cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pp3gm3Fb9Eg/s320/DSC00073.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my parents. he is the star of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho7JHjx3dI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LApwC10tcAM/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051414959883410898" style="CURSOR: hand" height="247" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho7JHjx3dI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LApwC10tcAM/s320/DSC00074.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my grandparents somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho7oXjx3eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FL08A2kgUlI/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051415496754322914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="272" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho7oXjx3eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FL08A2kgUlI/s320/DSC00069.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course must have me right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho73Hjx3fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BrcFpxjc1LU/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051415750157393394" style="CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho73Hjx3fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BrcFpxjc1LU/s320/DSC00036.JPG" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear in church with his church group and priests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, this is a meaningful week and i am glad that things are looking up for Dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho73Hjx3fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BrcFpxjc1LU/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-5844624505129993033?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/5844624505129993033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=5844624505129993033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5844624505129993033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/5844624505129993033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-weekend-is-over-and-its-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rho5Knjx3XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GlSebnyonVo/s72-c/DSC00053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8790168236494801492</id><published>2007-04-06T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:41:23.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just back from church. This long weekend for many is just a long weekend, however for us Roman Catholics its 4 days of church services. But this year is different.Dear is going to convert this sat to my faith. i m so proud of you dear! He has been faithfully attending RCIA every wed and even got praise from the RCIA faciliator that he is the model student. heeheh.... My dad is going to his godfather and everyone who hears it smiles a small smile, as his godfather would be his father in law next time : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know somewhere in his decision to change his faith, besides his faith in god is that he did the change for me. Apparently in our dating era, i once mentioned to him that i do not want to be the first grandchild who marries someone outside the faith, to the dismay of my grandparents. i dun even rem saying that! But somehow, dear heard it and kept in his heart. That even touched me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow, my whole family plus my grandparents are going to mass to support him and after that, a celebration in my house.Its a big thing in my family. We have done it for 2 aunties and 1 uncle already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will take photos to post it here... look out for  the new improved Dan the Man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8790168236494801492?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8790168236494801492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8790168236494801492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8790168236494801492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8790168236494801492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-back-from-church.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-2320077876179649960</id><published>2007-03-25T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:59:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been a real tiring week, i struggle to wake up in the morning, restrained myself from screaming in anger that i got chided for not working fast enough and been overlooking things. Let me just clear the air that i got chided for not filing stuff fast enough. I am pretty tired looking after 2 bosses who are as different as sun and rain in character, One who doesnt sweat the small stuff and the other who looks at minute details, like filing and making sure i idiot proff my emails... I had always thought that i was a multi tasker, apparently these few weeks have shown me that i am not, or that my cup is tilting over... Even my bosses can see it and know that i am over whelmed. Therefore, my senior senior(those who read my previous posts would know that she went on maternity leave) when back from maternity has decided to join us in taking care of markets. My 2 bosses sat me down one night to let me knowthe news. they also stressed that i should not worry about my talent development as there is always room to grow in Markets. Right now, i am not so worried about my talent development, i am more concerned that someone is around to share my burden as a CRM assistant. I am not happy that i have been overlooking things that i would have picked up previously, i am not pleased that i cant remember things as well as last time. I fear the look of disappointment and anger on my CRMS' face when they realised that i screwed up. i hate that feeling that i am not on top of things. Its been a pretty depressing and down time for me. But i learnt... i learnt that i am not as efficient as i thought to be, i learntthat i ave to write stuff down in order to pace myself. i learnt that i must improve my eye for details. I just hope that i have time to breathe....i am tired. But i wun throw in the towel yet... things will get better..Sumiko Tan wrote a great article on how she hate mondays... its the feeling i have now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto better news; going to watch Phantom of the opera musical later with dear at Esplanade at about 2 pm. Dear has always been gushing about this muscial ever since he sang one of their songs at a choir thingy.so when it came out, i knew that we were going to watch it, so went to borrow my fren's DBS card so that we can get the discount. hhaahhaha.. singaporean thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Let you know how it turned out in the nxt post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing some thinking in church, how do couples who are getting married, get the money to give the wedding dinner, get the house and spend 50k on designing?(Yes, i know that i should be listening in church, but the thought just came floating in) For the record,We am scrimping on our spending, not going for holidays to get married and to get our own house. I estimated that a decent wedding and a house plus contractor needs at least 80k  minimum.. counting the pennies in our bank account, it seems like a real far fetched amount now. we dun spend alot, we save regularly but just cant see how to raise that amount and here i have frens who spent 20k on  a car before marrying and might tie the knot this year.How do they do it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some frens of mine think that getting married in 2 years is way too early," not enough time to enjoy your youth/single life"Thats what they think.&lt;br /&gt;Found my better half, the next step is to spend the lifetime with him. cant wait to get married in our church, cant wait to buy our flat, cant wait to decorate it together(See dear, together is the key word) cant wait to go home to my own house.. We just have to work towards our goal dear... i believe that we can do it. I wun spend my money on Caoch or Gucci bags and one day we will be happy together in our new house while the others try to build a house with their gucci bags..hahahaha.... imaging it in my head. Not that i am against the brand chasing, i just chasing a different dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dreams are a step away from reality...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2320077876179649960?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2320077876179649960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2320077876179649960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2320077876179649960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2320077876179649960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-week-has-been-real-tiring-week-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-9117802731712482702</id><published>2007-03-18T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:10:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually nothing much to write. its basically work and play.Gto abit frustrated at work on thurs cos of stupid deadlines and pple telling me like 6pm that they need it like now kind of stuff... but its all over. i just felt frustrated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to eat the acclaimed Donut factory's donuts.. my sister and cousins queued like 3 hours to get 2 dozen donuts. not that they din wan to buy anymore, they can only buy 2 dozen, so i got to eat one,yum..squishy goodney goodness.. must see whether do cooking shows teach how to make donuts, it seems like donuts are making a comeback here. no pictures cos we ate them so quick....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to UBS WM Campus, did not realised that it was the ex president's house! We spent 40 million CHF to lease the area... here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt; Went there for a whole day of training : Structured interview training,which got me depressed for a while cos my CRMS have already told me that it will take like 5 years before i can interview anyone if i stay in my current role. If this continues, my senior would be able to move up cos of the area that she is in. Thats a tad frustrating to know that talent development in my area is abit lacking now,but we will see how as time goes by, now i am learning everything i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my old time frens last week.Truthfully, have mixed feelings about it.Happy that i got to meet up with them to catch up, abit sad that we have changed quite abit, pple who care about the material stuff like a $4,885 necklace, 5 pairs of $500 leather shoes,a "less than 2 Thousand" cartier bracelet and plenty of coach bags, not sure whether to envy or pity. It seems like sometimes, i couldnt join the conversation anymore. i couldnt say that my make up was from Sasa when they are looking at Clinque products right?&lt;br /&gt;i think Coach bags that they say were nice, are normal and not worth the price. The necklace chain look like an ah beng type of necklace, the cartier bracelet look like something that you can get from Bits &amp; pieces, the shoes though nice, after learning that it is $500, looks at me in horror....haahahh not very brand conscious huh? my LV Bag that my parents gave me is the only luxary item that i have, and i am pretty satisfied with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think as we grow up, our expectations change and our standard of living go up as we earn our money....its the circle of life i guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-9117802731712482702?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/9117802731712482702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=9117802731712482702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/9117802731712482702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/9117802731712482702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/03/actually-nothing-much-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-2311879043336691717</id><published>2007-03-03T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:30:48.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemhCESOGdI/AAAAAAAAADE/vvfDzFkUh-w/s1600-h/03032007371.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i baked my cupcakes today! After one week of anticipation, i finally got down to doing it.After watching "Nigella Bites" on travel &amp; living, after watching her do cupcakes with frosting, i wanted to try it since last week but the weekends are the only time to make it. I did 2 batches and the 2nd batch was better, the frosting was abit messy but look how pretty they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always wanted to do frosting but never knew how to do it. See Tv shows teach us stuff too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemZD0SOGbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/td2MRwJJP4w/s1600-h/03032007369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037725949044332978" style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="135" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemZD0SOGbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/td2MRwJJP4w/s320/03032007369.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemZVESOGcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ilLRfCLOPBw/s1600-h/03032007370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037726245397076418" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="192" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemZVESOGcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ilLRfCLOPBw/s320/03032007370.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemZVESOGcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ilLRfCLOPBw/s1600-h/03032007370.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Remhc0SOGeI/AAAAAAAAADM/COiOxuia684/s1600-h/03032007371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037735174634084834" style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="222" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Remhc0SOGeI/AAAAAAAAADM/COiOxuia684/s320/03032007371.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to do something funny with M &amp; Ms on a cupcake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemZVESOGcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ilLRfCLOPBw/s1600-h/03032007370.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-2311879043336691717?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/2311879043336691717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=2311879043336691717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2311879043336691717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/2311879043336691717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-baked-my-cupcakes-today-after-one.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RemZD0SOGbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/td2MRwJJP4w/s72-c/03032007369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-8542314112729560059</id><published>2007-02-22T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:24:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick again, never got better since that day got a bad throat infection and ear infection as well.. so now one ear feels like that there is water in it and it s so uncomfortable and abit deaf.Throat hurts and i hate it now when i swallow. i could just stand near the sink and just continue spitting my saliva out so that i wun swallow .now have to take the stronger dose of antibiotics and got another day of MC.. realise that Chinese new year is the time period that i always get sick, last year as well.... weird huh?This is my sick time for the year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not too sick to watch Follow Law... Erm... not to criticise Singapore films, i felt that the jokes were not joks that you can laugh til your belly aches type, more of the Hee hee type of jokes. I thought " i not stupid" was one of Jack Neo's better shows. But it really differs in pple's opinion, i know that my bf laughed til he had tears in his eyes at one part, where i was just Tee-heeing away...Show to watch if you need to laugh at Singapore with Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is going to be real busy for the next few weeks as he has alot of projects and presentations..last sem already he needs to Chiong..... : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8542314112729560059?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8542314112729560059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8542314112729560059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8542314112729560059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8542314112729560059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/02/sick-again-never-got-better-since-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-8018903859792538536</id><published>2007-02-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:19:38.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just like that, the 4 days of holidays just whizzed by like that, back at work but went through chinese new year sick. my sore throat is still hurting me, finished my anti biotics but it seems to be getting worse. today my voice sound so nasal.. ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family politics came out in full play on the 2nd day of chinese new year, parents were shouting at each other and the skeletons came out of our closet.Aint pretty..involved tears and fake smiles... i tell you... every year is like that, damn sian already, but the show had to go on...Noone ever tells you that you dun only marry the son, you marry the entire family and its closet of skeletons! I bet if women knew this before, population growth would have been lesser known.Seriously, if my mum did not have in law problems, i wouldnt be so wary now with my own relationship.If you have seen your parents becoming less loving, more cold shouldering,More shouting and more tears, you know that in laws problems can be one to make or break the couple.,therefore i am always worried that my prospective in laws problems, whether they like me or not, whether they still think i m a ang moh ger who eats western fod every meal, and do i know how to use chopsticks. i mean its partially my fault that my chinese sucks and i cant realy communicate real well and always get dear to explain for me.But dear has always been patient and understnding and he knows that this is a problem for me and he reassures me that it will not be like that... we will see..... hee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets get back to the festive mood shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Found myself not too excited about ang baos this year, like some relatives forgot(Or on purpose!)to give me ang bao, i dun kick up a big fuss and think what the hell? now i am more laid back, maybe cos these money are extra to me i guess.I guess that this is how you feel when you work and earn your own money.&lt;br /&gt;But my bosses gave us ang baos today, and my guy boss gave me a super big ang bao! He gave me...get this $310! Super big right???? i was shocked when i got it.He gave my senior $110... Its real big for an ang bao.... super happy hee.... the 10 dollar, he said must have in the ang bao so that would be lucky cos of the colour red.... he s even more traditional than us la. went to cut hair spent fri and sat cleaning his house. hahaha.... Bear in mind, my boss is british.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show you a picture of the big ang bao!Even the packet is nice.... A hint of the money inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rd_WqmTx_tI/AAAAAAAAACc/yHrTDNM8jnI/s1600-h/24022007365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034978935749869266" style="CURSOR: hand" height="141" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rd_WqmTx_tI/AAAAAAAAACc/yHrTDNM8jnI/s320/24022007365.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rd_XDWTx_uI/AAAAAAAAACk/x10klv8w0AI/s1600-h/24022007366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034979360951631586" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="165" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rd_XDWTx_uI/AAAAAAAAACk/x10klv8w0AI/s320/24022007366.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many questions about when am i getting married,hahahaha... lucky us. Dear's brother is the defense line for us, but cute thing is that Dear's mum ask him to go buy the flat.. hahahaha.... But dear's defence line is "not working yet,never know what will happen in the future"hmmmm. what is tat supposed to mean??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOund time on the 3rd day of chinese new year to watch a movie with my close fren and bf.. and to have supper at liang seah street.If you ever need to watch a show on public holidays, stay clear of town and head for shaw tower.Ya, the cinema has the old school smell, but is cheaper and way much easier to get a ticket at 6.30 when your show is at 730pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch "the Protege", just Ok show, not say real fanastic or a total flop.. which is sad cos i haven watch a realll good movie that keep me up all night thinking about it. But Daniel Wu and Andy Lau are totally eye candy.. guys can take the drugs plot, gers are just there for eye candy... Andy Lau is classic, he can never go out of style...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is going for interviews and assessment tests.He is on the ball for a job and i am real proud to see him so eager and hope that god looks down on him and give him a good one... i remember the feeling as well eager to find a job before my exams end,now it looks like i got to head back to schoolsville to upgrade myself in time to come.Well, hope it goes well for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, will stop here, its an outdated entry about chinese new year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-8018903859792538536?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/8018903859792538536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=8018903859792538536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8018903859792538536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/8018903859792538536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-like-that-4-days-of-holidays-just.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rd_WqmTx_tI/AAAAAAAAACc/yHrTDNM8jnI/s72-c/24022007365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-7899240199091999889</id><published>2007-02-17T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T01:45:41.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Recovering from a bad sore throat,had to take 1.5 days of MC to recover. Had to even miss valentine day, but it is ok cos we had made plans to celebrate it on another day...so its a blessing in disguise.So cute, dear actually booked flowers and luckily did not arrange for it to be sent on the 14th,It came on the 15th,on our anniversary, our 6 yrs and 9 months anniversary.He gave me a VCD that i was looking for a long time, have been watching it ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXosGTx_rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/akmjv5BzUMY/s1600-h/14022007344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032184002961866418" style="CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXosGTx_rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/akmjv5BzUMY/s320/14022007344.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXpcmTx_sI/AAAAAAAAACA/hJqZ4lTk3jg/s1600-h/15022007346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032184836185521858" style="CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXpcmTx_sI/AAAAAAAAACA/hJqZ4lTk3jg/s320/15022007346.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, we went on our anniversary and valentine's date. We went to Merchant Hotel to eat our durian Puree.Frankly speaking, only the durian puree is worth eating,but it s abit expensive to eat 2 bowls for 100 buckaroos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXmJmTx_oI/AAAAAAAAABg/ALELMcL_RSo/s1600-h/16022007352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032181211233123970" style="CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXmJmTx_oI/AAAAAAAAABg/ALELMcL_RSo/s320/16022007352.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a simple bowl,but it is sooooo gooooood.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXmtmTx_pI/AAAAAAAAABo/R8YshA-nQFo/s1600-h/16022007350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032181829708414610" style="CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXmtmTx_pI/AAAAAAAAABo/R8YshA-nQFo/s320/16022007350.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See dear's expression of pure pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXnamTx_qI/AAAAAAAAABw/LIwtJg4ds48/s1600-h/16022007359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032182602802527906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="187" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXnamTx_qI/AAAAAAAAABw/LIwtJg4ds48/s320/16022007359.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally dared to put a photo with myself here,taken in the hotel before we took off for our show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked so toot right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PS to watch Epic movie, thought that we can laugh our heads off, but it was disappointing. I was cringing at times at some of the movie's lines.Please dun watch the show, we shold have watched Follow law better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese new year is around the corner, still dun feel the mood, havent buy my clothes yet, Argh... chinese new year pressure is on.. facing relatives that you see only once a year, having to make small talk, the family politics out on fulll force.Lets see what surprises this year bring...The ang baos would be a sweet reward though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-7899240199091999889?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/7899240199091999889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=7899240199091999889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7899240199091999889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7899240199091999889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/02/recovering-from-bad-sore-throathad-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/RdXosGTx_rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/akmjv5BzUMY/s72-c/14022007344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-7253820485644068797</id><published>2007-02-11T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:43:27.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I m back from my offsite from Bangkok. Overall, it was pretty alright, got to meet all the MS &amp; D folks from all over the world. finally able to put a face to the pple we emailed every day. We flew in on Sun morning and that was the only day to do our own stuff before our offsite offically starts on Mon morning.We managed to do quite a bit somemore, din expect to buy much stuff so did not exchange alot of money, but this time Thailand has my shoes' size! So happy, last time i went, couldnt find any my size, so this time when i went, i had no expectatons. but when i see shoes my size, i got to buy them right?Somemore so cheap for covered shoes! Bought alot of Bras too, so cheap... Bought alot of tibits too, bought so much til i had to buy another haversack to stuff all this stuff in! After that, we went for a masage at MBK.it is quite cheap and the ambience was not bad. good place to go for aching feet and body. onnly 280 baht for a foot massage.It s on the 7th Floor if anyone wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next best thing is my hotel room! It was super spacious! i love it. it felt like a real apartment and for a while ,i imagined living with dear in such a place.i had my own kind size bed, a dressing room, a super big Bathroom, with bathtub, two sinks, and a tv in the bathtub!Let me show you the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc3312Tx_hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q5PHMmhDo_A/s1600-h/04022007328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029948863326322194" style="CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc3312Tx_hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q5PHMmhDo_A/s320/04022007328.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This big bed all by myself! how i wished dear was with me to enjoy this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc34OmTx_iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7WjEr4e6dKE/s1600-h/04022007329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029949288528084514" style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc34OmTx_iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7WjEr4e6dKE/s320/04022007329.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The view from my room! Not bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc34gWTx_jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z-DOeZOlArg/s1600-h/04022007331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029949593470762546" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="183" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc34gWTx_jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z-DOeZOlArg/s320/04022007331.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc34s2Tx_kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sPZrtfLW4is/s1600-h/04022007339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029949808219127362" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="161" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc34s2Tx_kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sPZrtfLW4is/s320/04022007339.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bathtub with the TV..Pity i forgot to bring my bubble baths...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc35B2Tx_lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Aa271oxBjx0/s1600-h/04022007332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029950168996380242" style="CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc35B2Tx_lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Aa271oxBjx0/s320/04022007332.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my two sinks, still dunno why is there two sinks...in the end i keep using only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc35aGTx_mI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ahB9uHbY-t4/s1600-h/04022007333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029950585608207970" style="CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc35aGTx_mI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ahB9uHbY-t4/s320/04022007333.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My own dressing room, how cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc351WTx_nI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_7Saz89XKn0/s1600-h/07022007343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029951053759643250" style="CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc351WTx_nI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_7Saz89XKn0/s320/07022007343.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i even got a couch which is real comfortable somemore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there was not much time spent in the room, which is a pity,sigh. only went back to the room at about 11pm plus and every morning had to leave the hotel room at 7.30pm.. pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sessions were draining to the brain, very tiring to brainstorm and be on our best behaviour cos our big bosses were everywhere, had to go around smiling and be friendly to all cos you never know when you need their help,.came back on wed and the 4 of us who ate the chicken sandwich on the way back had diarrhoea so we suspected food poisoning, alot got sick and had no enerygy, so all in all a tiring, fulfiling(cos i got my shoes!) trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now i am back with my dear....back to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i went back to the office, i had 166 emails that i had to go through.Recently, i have been feeling burnt out with all the admin duties and my managers have been having meet sessions recently to ask if this is what i really want to do fir the next year, this has been making me more confused, of course i dun wan to be an admin assistant for the rest of my life, but this is the wy of becoming a CRM,the other option is a resourcing assistant, my managers say that being a resourcing assistant, i can start with interviews, if i reamin as a crm assistant, i would not be able to touch Interviews for at least the next 12 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel with me supporting 2 crms, i m losing focus and i am making more mistrakes and i dun want that to happen, not sure what i am busy with somemore, but my concentration is split and the workload is getting heavier, not sure how long more can i take it.Should i remain as a CRM assistant of move to sourcing team?No idea at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch "happy birthday" for such a simple title, the show really was surprisingly meaningful, it taught us not to fear love, and if you find a good thing, never assume that it will always be there, cos one day it might be taken from you and you might live to regret. I felt that the couple could have gotten together a couple of times during the show, but didnt.But i think that them not being together really shown the meaning of true love. True love transcends all boundaries. I really like it when the guy hug her from behind. Felt like he was protecting her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Never underestimate the power of touch"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-7253820485644068797?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/7253820485644068797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=7253820485644068797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7253820485644068797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/7253820485644068797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-m-back-from-my-offsite-from-bangkok.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ct-UwYcA7as/Rc3312Tx_hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q5PHMmhDo_A/s72-c/04022007328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140906.post-116996438019712470</id><published>2007-01-28T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T14:25:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my bonus figures and a salary increase starting from 1st March.Yup our bank has given out the bonus figures on the 25th Jan. pretty happy with the bonus amount as its more than i expected, now thinking should i do lasik or save the moola.My sisters are trying to dissuade mme from lasik and ask me to spend the money on clothes, but hello, a cow can get more clothes than me now. feel fat and lousy. The salary increase is "nothing to be excited about", quoted from my boss's mouth, but from a $1600 - to where i am earning now, its a big jump so i am pretty comfortable with it as well. My boss got promoted to a executive director as well, and i am pretty happy for him, even though there are some gossip going around saying that he did not deserve it. i felt that its unfair since he singlehandly brought in the target number of client advisors this year.yes, he might not be a person who pays attention to the small details, which we are now paying dearly for it cos HR is being audited, but i felt that he was involved in too many things til he have no time to pay attention to the small things as there were more urgent things for him to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my boss who got promoted, my senior's lady boss got promoted too, to a director post, which is kind of expected as after her, everyone was hired in as a director rank, HK HR has to promote her to keep her.&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is that HK HR rejected a promotion of our senior non officer to a associate director,which is a real sad thing as she has taken on associate director duties last year and not recognised. Somemore she was pregnant while doing it!She worked her guts for it la... my senior and i were looking to see how HK HR will treat her to assess our career development. looks like 5 years is not enough to be promoted to a associate director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about audit, it really came at the wrong time, we have to get the core process out by 29th and the audit ready by 1st feb which means we have to run both process together at the same time, which really is a mad rush. Tomorrow, its the roll out of core process and the start of seriously looking at the audit items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working real late these few days, even stayed til 2am on Fri, and had to come back on sat til about 5pm.Hopefully nothing corks ups on Monday,otherwise heads would roll....not enough sleep... I am praying that this only happens during core process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my core process journey, something that happens once a year... i do not want to do and see a line manager pack for the next 11 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Bangkok next week sun.... an offsite with the whole department... have to watch my mouth and actions there, HK HR will be there.... *eerie music starts to play*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116996438019712470?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116996438019712470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116996438019712470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116996438019712470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116996438019712470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/01/got-my-bonus-figures-and-salary.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116935018836771365</id><published>2007-01-21T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T11:34:24.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, i took the courage to post a tag board again...bwahhaha.... the last one lapsed after no one wrote in it after a long time... hahaha... never mind anyway...not many frens know of my blog cos there are some stuff i dunwan them to read anyway, ahahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been blogging again for a while, i feel like throwing up when i see the computer at home. Work has been really busy even to a point of hectic, even had to go back to work on sats to meet deadlines and clear backlog. i dun like to work on weekends, weekends are really important to me to refresh and then to prepare to start a new week. anyway, hope after this month, after the core process, we can wind down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month, i will be going to Bangkok for our department's offsite. i am praying that there would not be any team building games and stuff like that. getting too old to get hyped about this kind of stuff...luckily my senior is going otherwise i would be so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about old, had a mini mid life crisis recently, i am getting old, there is a 18 yr old temp in our office, make me feel so old...!!!!!!!! : ( got to thinking of have i done everything that i want to do before i settle down? i m not sure anymore, priorities changes as you get older. You start to think about your future and you dun have the courage to do something really extraordinary anymore, no more exotic travelling, no more frivlous shopping, now you think of investments for the future, like where to settle down, how much housing costs nowadays etc.&lt;br /&gt;Jade told me  once before, actually we are not that young anymore, 25 is actually the prime of your career, where things gel for you, where you should see where everything leads to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a stupid sister chasing and pestering me now, have to cut short this post and strangle her....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116935018836771365?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116935018836771365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116935018836771365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116935018836771365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116935018836771365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/01/finally-i-took-courage-to-post-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116823700816239192</id><published>2007-01-08T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:47:20.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Phuket, a well deserved break with dear. i am glad that we went on this break so that we can get away from the realities of life for a while. was pleased to see dear relax before his last sem start .. before he starts his chionging again...this sem is his last sem before he graduates. 4 years has passed since he started chem engineering. in may, dear would graduate and join the working world.We had fun and enjoyed ourselves real much.Went for Whitewater rafting which is so cool, i want to do the real type in new zealand when we get the chance,this one in thailand is a man made rapid., they dammed the river up and released the dam at a certain timing, but it was quite cool for a first timer.We did parasailing on the last day, it was quite short but quite awesome, also went to Fantasea to watch the acclaimed show,it was pretty alright,had elephants on stage even, so it was pretty cool.spent some time on the beach, sadly, the beacj isnt that spectacular as i imagined, not so pristine sand, and not so blue water, the part i was was brown in colour la!Sigh,i think the best waters are still Maldives, must make it a point to go back before it sinks due to climate change... hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a relaxing trip to recharge..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116823700816239192?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116823700816239192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116823700816239192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116823700816239192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116823700816239192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-from-phuket-well-deserved-break.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116784127549306163</id><published>2007-01-04T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:21:15.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 days of 2007 just whizzed past like that, the 4 days of holidays were the best man, everyday waking up late, lazing around in the house, Taking afternoon naps were the best, had slight blues that i had to go back to work today but never mind cos i am on leave tomorrow til sunday! yahoo!i m going to Phuket for some R &amp; R with Dear. i think we two need it, we have been so rushed these few months that we need to rest and perhaps spend some couple time together, not that we dun in Singapore but here there are so many distractions. I cant wait to go.. anyway i leave in 4 hours.. 4am.. hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the new year with my family and dear... a quiet one and a healthy one.. went with the family to lower pierce  reservoir to exercise,walking more like it for me. my whole family are on a healthy streak, that is our new year resolution... hahaha but we broke it on the 1st day, had a buffet at bayview hotel and prata after walking! not much use huh??hahaha... watched the countdown that was at Vivocity... it sux la... all the hype and nothing... all the superstars and singapore idols are lousy la... no excitement at all. or is it that i am getting old? i rather stay at home with loved ones then to squeeze with pple in the hot sun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Death Note 2. surprisingly quite good. i was thinking about it even though i was trying to sleep, if a show can keep me up, then its good... Go watch it....i recommend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116784127549306163?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116784127549306163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116784127549306163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116784127549306163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116784127549306163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2007/01/4-days-of-2007-just-whizzed-past-like.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116745843621451239</id><published>2006-12-30T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T14:17:40.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/511804/21122006306.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few more memorable presents given to me this year. Those who gave more thought to what they gave: Dear, my parents and my sister. its true that those close to you knows you the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First:&lt;br /&gt;Dear gave me a necklace even though he is finanically tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/614803/30122006316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/45308/30122006316.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/666844/30122006315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="274" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/151421/30122006315.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty huh? my guy has taste ya? That green is so my colour now. Dear, you bring colour for my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:&lt;br /&gt;My parents gave me my first branded bag, an LV Bag. the sweet thing is that i pointed out that i liked it during our japan trip and they actually remembered. My dad bought it in Paris and i ave been bringing it to work. Take a look....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/67753/30122006313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/838727/30122006313.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/209707/30122006314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/874478/30122006314.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third:for something more casual, my sister got me a beach bag, so timely as i am going to phuket next week. can bring that bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/131913/30122006317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/847579/30122006317.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also bought me a top with my cousins, which i need to lose weight before even attempting to try it on. Hell, i look so fat now after seeing the photos, thats why you dun see any photos of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another surprise is that the head of WM gave me a xmas present too!I mean the head of wm, an important shark is giving me, a little shrimp a present.I couldnt believe it til i read the note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/823699/21122006306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/867099/21122006306.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/613746/21122006307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/519205/21122006307.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/414347/21122006308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/401973/21122006308.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though is just Crabtree and Evelyn, its the thought that counts. the shark buying stuff for a shrimp, totally unreal.... i like that the big shots in my company are humble and appreciates us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, i look so fat now after seeing the photos, thats why you dun see many photos of me..I need to lose weight before chinese new year. i look like a whale now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/493881/DSCN5360.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116745843621451239?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116745843621451239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116745843621451239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116745843621451239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116745843621451239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/12/memorable-presents.html' title='Memorable presents'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116745500055969563</id><published>2006-12-30T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:25:27.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xmas celebrations photos.Went to church and after that the whole family came over to our house for the traditional makan time and the opening of presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/472730/DSCN5338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/345900/DSCN5338.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree with only our presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/809615/DSCN5348.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/762488/DSCN5349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/772423/DSCN5349.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree with the rest of the family's presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/14236/DSCN5351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/393226/DSCN5351.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/376312/DSCN5352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/705898/DSCN5352.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/842843/DSCN5354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/363827/DSCN5354.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/71036/DSCN5353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/512507/DSCN5353.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the feasting begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/927876/DSCN5357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/414356/DSCN5357.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god daughter with the xmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/123502/DSCN5364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/731599/DSCN5364.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/536480/DSCN5367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/956435/DSCN5367.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/100728/DSCN5369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/6208/DSCN5369.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/580879/DSCN5370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/937072/DSCN5370.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we are not allowed to open our presents til we sing the xmas carols... we even have the carols printed on paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/88680/DSCN5392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/85422/DSCN5392.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29347/DSCN5394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/320099/DSCN5394.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/229697/DSCN5395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/596668/DSCN5395.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPening presents time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116745500055969563?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116745500055969563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116745500055969563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116745500055969563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116745500055969563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-celebrations-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116745226759016630</id><published>2006-12-30T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:17:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xmas came early for Dear and his family. his new car came on the 20th Dec, his new honda jazz. they waited for about a month before it came.It s quite a nice cute car... Let the photos do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/946820/DSCN5334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/971323/DSCN5334.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/1600/15511/DSCN5336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7299/1888/320/376463/DSCN5336.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Nice huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116745226759016630?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116745226759016630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116745226759016630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116745226759016630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116745226759016630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-came-early-for-dear-and-his.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116680749027570246</id><published>2006-12-23T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:11:30.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holiday season is upon us again.This year seem to go by so quick, i still rem what i gave for xmas presents last year to my cousins!I also remembered that i was jobless too.. how time flies, it is almost 9 months since i joined UBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a xmas party today at the office. One of the "Santarinas" who helped organise the party and the gifts. We had quite a big budget to work with and we had fun shopping with the company's money! Hee : ) always a pleasure to shop on other's pple money, dun feel the pinch. Had to think of separate gifts for the directors and above as they forked quite a lot of money to give presents to the non officers. I think we walked practically the whole of suntec and marina square to find something suitable for each and every one.. i think we did a good job, when they opened the presents, they seemed to be pretty pleased with it. Whew, all the walking paid off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din seem to have that much xmasy mood this year, perhaps cos dec is the busiest season for HR pple, only caught the mood this week when i was on leave and at orchard in midst of the rain shopping for presents for my family. Giving presents which are meaningless is not me, i have to think about the person's personality, likes and dislikes and my conversations with them to see if i can get something that they will be happy to get. i like to see the faces and them telling me that its a great gift. I believe that that is the spirit of giving presents. if you cant be bothered and just buy anything, seems abit ridiculous to even spend the money on it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As years go by, the excitement that you feel at xmas gets dimmer and dimmer... is it because as a child, you are not weighed down by the reality of life? sometimes i wish that i am a  kid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Something is not right in my world"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116680749027570246?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116680749027570246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116680749027570246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116680749027570246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116680749027570246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/12/holiday-season-is-upon-us-again.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116627861395268197</id><published>2006-12-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T22:16:54.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i apologies for my lack of posts for the recent weeks. when you stare at the computer at work for like 8-9 hours, when you come home, you definitely do not want to face it again. So much has happened but i did not have the energy and the mood to blog about it.I am definitely not a blog whore, that documents her every eating and sleeping moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most companies and departments would be in the winding period in Dec but HR, Dec is the busiest time for us.We are in the middle of Bonus process, numbers and spreadsheets that needs to be checked. theses numbers are not something to be taken lightly, these are the bonus numbers for the employee, minus or add a single zero can make the initial 10,000 become 1000 or 100000.. big difference huh?had a scare before the system closed that there was a whole big group of people whose numbers was not uploaded...bloody scary la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting real busy in the office, me and my senior are supporting 5-6 CRMS at one go and the workload is getting real heavy and i have one associate director throwing her stuff to me to do as well... b,oody hell, and i cant say no cos she has rank. Because of her workload dumping on me, i am neglecting alot of my direct bosses stuff and not doing it properly,i mean come on la, here i am looking through spreadsheets and spreadsheets of Bonus(Is that impt already???) she dumps two offer letters on my desk and wants me to get the managers' signature? doesn she have legs and when i tole her that i am busy she says she needs it urgently. last week, i nearly blew up and i believe that i am someone who has patience, for me to reach the end of my patience says alot. When i discuss with my manager(The lady boss) she says that we must justify why we are so busy and with what before we speak to our big boss.. how to say this type of stuff? erm... busy with admin?? is it believable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best of all, i have two direct bosses now, i have my manager who i report all this while, and recently our team had an addition of a lady boss... and guess what? She keeps badmouthing my guy boss in front me calling him good for nothing, wang ba dang, useless, and the tone when she speaks about me does not sound very respectful to me... my Guy boss also has faults,he does not speak specific but general terms and its driving her up the wall as their personalities clashes and i am stuck in the middle but i mean... take up your issues with him and not badmouth him in front of everyone else...it s making me very uncomfortable and it affects my performance.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, life got a whole more complicated..... See why i had no mood to write previously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas is coming and right now, i still do not have the xmas mood, i do not have the excitement of buying presents for pple,due to work, haven been too close with my family and frens and i do not know their likes and dislikes anymore,....i am on leave on mon and hope to go down to orchard minus the crowd and finish the shopping.Next week is xmas liao.. how time flies, i still rem last year when i just quit Adecco and was hanging loose, now in March would be a year of exp in UBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to put my hands over my ears and scream"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116627861395268197?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116627861395268197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116627861395268197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116627861395268197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116627861395268197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-apologies-for-my-lack-of-posts-for.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116150855745083944</id><published>2006-10-22T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T17:15:57.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will be flying to Japan, land of the rising sun in a few hours.. will be coming back on Sat next week.Due to my dad's good fortune, our family has been flying every year on our family trips. last year, we forgo our trip and this year we are not going to do so!My sister has agreed to go Japan, as previously she refused to because of her perception of the food... so in 6 hours time, my family will be off to Japan!&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is preventing me from fully enjoying myelf is that i will be leaving dear all alone to study and to prepare for his test next week. never mind dear, we can go together next time&lt;br /&gt;i guess... maybe when i grow up, these perks will get fewer and fewer, therefore i am going to cherish whatever memories this trip will bring. Maybe one of the last family trips liao as my ticket is no longer free and when reality sinks in, its real hard to keep up with this lifestyle when i get older.... practicality will set in soon.Not everyone is lucky like me to have a dad who can afford to bring us around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a short note.. will upload photos when i get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116150855745083944?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116150855745083944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116150855745083944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116150855745083944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116150855745083944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-will-be-flying-to-japan-land-of.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-116091877574493651</id><published>2006-10-15T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:26:15.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am on a korean watching craze now.... i have watched Goong, Sassy Ger and now little bride..... Koreans shows' plots are quite common, so far the shows i watched are the guys dont love the ger, then in the end they get married and then after marriage then fall in love with her.... Dear watched and commented that all korean shows are the same...but they still keep drawing me... i can stop...hee....&lt;br /&gt;Last week, the office was pretty quiet as 3 of the CRMS were in Zurich, including my boss. this week, they are coming back liao so its back to the business....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just an update... too engrossed in my "little bride"....will update when everything has ended...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-116091877574493651?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/116091877574493651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=116091877574493651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116091877574493651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/116091877574493651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-on-korean-watching-craze-now.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115962125976559975</id><published>2006-09-30T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:29:37.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finished watching Gong/Princess hours, the latest korean show that is the craze in Singapore now. so happy that i finish it. but have to admit that i did played cheat... ahhaha.... fast forward all the zhang Bei's conversations til the parts where Cai Jin and Xin jun are together.... so sweet they all. i think they really make a great couple. did you see the kiss? One of the most realistic on screen kisses i have ever seen in korean shows, taiwanese and even hong kong shows. make it even better. i wan to kill the person who said that the famous kiss happened in episode 18, i was enduring all the way to episode 18 on a thurs night, mind you, but nothing happened! and then i had to sleep otherwise i wouldnt be able to wake up for Fri. had to resist temptation.. so yesterday, being friday night i was determined to see the kiss.... there are 24 disc in this serial and guess where the kiss happened? Episode 23! Damn far from 18 la.... but i was so happy to see them kiss... especially when the guy always say something sweet to her and then follow it with an insult...happy ending.... i like this type of shows : ) i think the actress is real pretty, with every different hairstyle she looks real different and amazing. She has this lasting prettyness about her, nai kan: the more you look at her, the prettier she gets. I think this kind of pretty is the best type.. not a lot of people have this quality, especially not me.. ahahahah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/Princess%20Hours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/Princess%20Hours.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/Princess%20Hours%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/Princess%20Hours%202.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its the small gestures that matter the most when it comes to love..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of me, thinking of doing Lasik. According to people, my best features are my eyes and i m hiding them behind specs. now that i am settled with UBS, time to up my game and look forward to putting on a best front. Apparently, appearances do matter... just that i am lazy...ahahahah.... heard that my neighbour went to do lasik, maybe get her to recommend... Most prob will do it in End Oct/early nov. just in time for xmas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week i will be considered as a permanent staff of UBS. my dream came true and i am truly thankful for dear's support during the hard and worrying times. Thank you dear. you are my world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115962125976559975?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115962125976559975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115962125976559975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115962125976559975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115962125976559975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-finished-watching-gongprincess-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115909890421658449</id><published>2006-09-24T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:55:04.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have offically signed my offer letter that converts me to a permanent staff with effect from 1st Oct.Like what i told my boss, I have offically signed my life to UBS.:) A load have been lifted from my heart and i can think for the future now. i have to take over my insurance policies from my parents who have been paying for me over these years, have to start saving for my future.hopefully we can hit 20k by next year. we are 1/4 there..heheheh....On fri my boss took my offer pack and asked to sit down with me. he just repeated what i knew from our previous conversation and suddenly he asked me what did he tell me for my completion payment. i smiled and said one month's, that is $2500. suddenly he started shaking his head and saying that he is going to give me 2 months for completion payment, that is $5000 Buckaroos boy! Yee Ha!next month, i am going to get 5k for my completion of a 5 month contract. my boss is the best man!i could not stop smiling man....next month no need to worry about bills liao : )&lt;br /&gt;So work wise, i am in bliss and happy with where things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My japan trip is firming up and i will be going for a solid week with my family. but i will come back one day later than them that means i will be alone in a foreign country for a day. i am feeling a twinge of fear and excitement. not sure what will happen then. never been alone in a foreign country on my own, with no company and i am a person who needs company.i cant even eat alone during lunch, much less be alone in a country where i cant understand the language. but i am pretty excited that i can do whatever i wan, without parents' supervison.Just a twinge of sadness that i cant share it with Dear as he is staying back to study. But there would be other trips to share, i guess.Being wistful here.... but anyways... it end October so still a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Cant upload photos of my boss's house. he spent 1.47 million on his penthouse. The life of being rich. my dad is praying that in 3 years i can be like that. i told him to slowly wait... eheheheheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115909890421658449?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115909890421658449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115909890421658449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115909890421658449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115909890421658449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-offically-signed-my-offer.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115843392191971699</id><published>2006-09-17T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:12:01.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what i dislike the most? Movies or shows that end with an open ended ending!ARGH... i paid 9.50 to watch a show that has a ending!!! what the? my jaw just dropped when the damn credits just came out when someone just killed someone else.... Damn Damn.... i sat through the entire show to see no ending? What brought this wrath?&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch the banquet with my two best frens, their Men and my Man... a midnight show after our dinner at Joo Chiat's Canton Wok. We had strawberry and coffee pork, Fried rice with Crab, shark s fin shop and steamed fish etc... it was not bad but the bill ate up to 300 plus! thats quite alot of moola for eating. after discussing whether to play mahjong, sing KTV or watch movie, watching movie won the vote and we headed down to great world city to buy tickets. Before our show, we went to Timezone to play arcade. funny thing, i never had the interest in play video games, not my kind of thing but it was nice to see dear having fun.i even played a few with him. not very good with shooting but race cars, and i won...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the crappy ending: Movie spoiler begins... whoever wanting to watch The Banquet, please stop reading.....&lt;br /&gt;The fight scenes, they were pretty good, the choreography was pretty good. i especially like the scene that Zhang Ziyi and Daniel Wu fought with each other after the bath scene.And the bath scene where Ziyi used the body double, chey it is nothing.Dunnoe what is the whoha about. The body double just a fleeting shot only... Thought Ziyi's acting was not bad.... i like the way she protrayed herself  in this show.&lt;br /&gt;Scenary was quite nice. made me think of china (if it is shot there) as a place to visit in the future. Thought that they tried to make it abit like lord of the rings though with the guards' head masks...&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely not a artsy farty person, do not understand the silent dancing at all, much less the masks and the way they just let the guards kill them without doing anything.i mean fight for your lives people instead of just making the awkward pose and just letting a sword just slash you.&lt;br /&gt;Did not understand why in the hell did the director not think of putting an ending... we know that everyone dies but who the hell killed ziyi? The whole show ends with a sword piercing ziyi and she turning around, with a expression tat she knows the killer and guess what happens next? We are staring into a pond full of duckweed and the sword thrown in... and CREDITS came out.... What the???? there is no other visible suspects since everyone dies before her. so i really cant figure out who in the heck killed her.... disappointing... frustrated.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rem once i watched a crime show that ended without letting us know the killer. i went to bed still thinking about it... i did not get the satisfaction to see justice being melted out to the killer. i just stared in to the running credits and thought to myself: WHAT THE? i watched an hour show and nothing came out of it?? At least CSI gives me the ending before ending it. i can go to bed satisfied that it has an ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A post just to ramble about open ended endings and how frustrating that i would not know who the killer is. Everyone supposedly dies, how to have the banquet 2?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115843392191971699?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115843392191971699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115843392191971699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115843392191971699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115843392191971699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-i-dislike-most-movies-or-shows.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115814386812762951</id><published>2006-09-13T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T14:28:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting for an email from my boss at work before i can close shop for today.Working from home from today til Friday. able to wake up at 8.15am, able to listen to music while working, able to not wear make up and think of what to wear makes it so inviting. Mum feeding me lots of food and able to eat 2 meals at home really save money! Its been a long time since i had home cooked food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i working from home? IMF... to prevent suntec from being crowded, they advised us to use flexible working arrangements, which i thought worked abit too well. Today's newspapers complained that earnings took a dip and no one was in suntec at all due to the inaccessibility and the inconvenience. Food courts were empty and i could eat the famous yong tau foo without queuing.. hee... think the police took their job seriously and overwarned the public.ahahha.... and we being the obedient ones actually took the advice.But it is good. make me proud that the police is doing a good job. they even called back for extra manpower from reservist.heheeh... the first day, there was no jam at all on CTE... it was a smooth ride all the way, we all took the advice to take public transport. and walking was pretty alright, weather wise. if it was later, it might be too hot and with jackets and all, going to be insufferable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to Japan! Going in late october with my family. one of the places we are visiting for the first time. Apparently, the stumbling block to visiting Japan earlier is my sister having the fear that she has nothing to eat, given that she does not eat japanese food. So now with her permission, we are going!For 6 days,5 nights... quite long right? take a 6-7 hrs flight there, better make it worthwhile.. heheeh... after that i will be going to Phuket with Dear in Jan. Tiger airways is selling tickets at 0.88 cents! So cheap! it will be a good break for both of us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115814386812762951?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115814386812762951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115814386812762951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115814386812762951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115814386812762951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/09/waiting-for-email-from-my-boss-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115788357902006231</id><published>2006-09-10T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:19:39.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/Steve%20irwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/Steve%20irwin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal tribute to Steve Irwin:The person who made his passion for animals known to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the marathon in memory of Steve Irwin: The crocodile hunter. He passed away on Tuesday cos of a freak accident with a sting ray. Its tail pierced his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not believe the news when i first heard and after the news sank in, i felt a sense of loss. i grew up watching Crocodile hunter and loved watching such shows. i am addicted to animal planet before AXN came by. i remembered watching animal planet in America even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and his team really taught me alot of animal life and his passion and enthusiam will always be remembered by me.i remembered impressing my class with animal facts that i learnt from him. i remembered one time that i wanted to be a vet til blood freaked me out and realising that i am no vet material. i really laughing real hard at Crocodile hunter's antics.&lt;br /&gt;i am saddened that my kids would not have the chance to know what i know from Steve Irwin.i am saddened that his kids, 8 and 3 lost their father so early.&lt;br /&gt;He will be missed badly... by me and many others.He will always be remembered for his passion, his humor and his funny face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115788357902006231?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115788357902006231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115788357902006231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115788357902006231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115788357902006231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-personal-tribute-to-steve-irwinthe.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115778772442152661</id><published>2006-09-09T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T15:42:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Just celebrated my 24th birthday yesterday.Do you realised that as years go by, birthdays hold less excitement already?Anyway, i was pretty touched and surprised at the number of birthday Sms es i got yesterday from frens and relatives wishing me happy birthday. i am touched cos they still rem the day and took the time out of their lives to wish me. Embarassed that i forgot theirs and since i lost my hp previously, had to ask time and time again who they were... To all who remembered, thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner with dear, which he planned. He did not tell me where we were going and it s was only he was driving through Tanjong Pagar and a comment he made about " Breezy" did i get it. We went to Mount Faber, one of the cozy cafes on the hill. Dinner was good, and the pictures should say a thousand words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/08092006210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/08092006210.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/08092006209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/08092006209.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear was so sweet to send flowers to my work place that got all the gers wowing over them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/08092006189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/08092006189.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/08092006190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/08092006190.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office pple say that he's a keeper and i agree! Thank you dear for spending my birthday with me and organising everything. Sorry that we did not go settler's cafe, but i promise you that we will soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sweet thing is that my office pple pooled their money in to get me a gift as well. they bought a heart shaped swaroski collar pin and they put much thought into it. i only know these pple for a few months and they touched me with their sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/09092006215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="155" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/09092006215.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/09092006216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/09092006216.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another surprise is that my boss gave me flowers too for my birthday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/08092006191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/08092006191.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/08092006192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/08092006192.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone going past my place could see my flowers.....&lt;br /&gt;i had my talk with my boss and there are some changes to my conversion. i will only be converted with effect of 1st October, will get one month's salary for completion contract, no salary increment for now, as he forgot that if he increases it now, he cant do so during Dec's core process. he did say he would wan to increase my salary in december which is only 2 months away, so i dun mind waiting, besides the $2500 completion payment more than made up for the loss of increment for the next 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;During the talk, he gave quite alot of positive feedback about me and said that he would want to groom me into a Client Relationship Manager in the next 12-24 months.he says that i have the confidence to be a manager, which is good. He and i discussed on how should i present myself from now on to the business. I sure am glad that i got a caucasian for a boss, i can see his sincerity in wanting to groom me, and i wun let him or myself down. So i have alot going on for me in the next few years...which i am happy. now that my career is sort of settled, i can start thinking of my future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115778772442152661?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115778772442152661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115778772442152661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115778772442152661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115778772442152661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/09/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115716760820206533</id><published>2006-09-02T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T11:26:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a great prezzie from my boss yesterday... just in time for my birthday... i am converted to a permanent staff from next week onwards!Yahoo!Whew!Yah! ee hah! i am so happy... finally the heavy weight in my heart and the nagging thoughts in my mind can be placed to rest... finally i can concentrate on my career and plan for my future. finally,there is a status for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened is that i wanted to talk to my boss as my contract is ending in 2 months time and i wanted to talk to him to see what is in store for me... but i couldnt get some time with him as he is always so busy... then wed night, he msged me to say that he would wan me to meet someone, who might be joining us. and i took the opportunity to sms him that when he has the time that i needed to talk about my situation and told him i only have 2 months left. after that he did not sms me back you know?? make me feel so nervous. then the next day at work when he was on the line with me, he suddenly said that he has scheduled a meeting with the head of HR, hk and will discuss about my case. That night we had a Company dinner and after the dinner, he came up to me to say that he and the head of HR has settled on some stuff and would talk to me tomorrow.. was left wondering whether is good of bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last evening, Dear had to wait for me for 1 hour while i wait for my boss to come back from all his meetings before we could talk. Dear, hope that wait was justified! Anyway, during the half hour my boss told me that The head of HR has agreed to let him confirm me, and will revise my salary as well and he did not want to wait til end of oct to do so and will do it next week!Yahoo!SALARY INCREASE! i really did not expect it. you should see his smile when i started clapping my hands! hee.... that excited. i dunnoe even know the amount, i wasnt expecting so that is already a bonus liao.... yay..... he went on to let me know that there are going to be alot of changes in his population and how it is going to be like.... he also said that there is definitely room for development as they foresee that they will double population in 5 years time and if i keep it up, he will let me take more responsiblities.... Conversion-&gt;Salary increase-&gt;Career Developement: Hell yes!I am really happy that everything is resolved.&lt;br /&gt;I also know that the hard work is coming in soon.. reports... presentations... meetings... but i am really happy with where i am nw, my boss trusts me and at the end of the meeting, he said that he is still pleased with my performance... Yeah! Next week, need to sit down with him for a performance review.. I am looking forward to being a permanent staff, my dear said that i was in the right place at the correct time. which i think is so true. i have another fren in same dept but difff team still waiting for headcount.. damn i shouldn have said too much in front of her, should have considered her feelings... b ut it just came bubbling out.&lt;br /&gt;My dear also warned me of pple who might think i climbed too fast and warned of backstabbed. i did not even think of it. luckily i got dear to look out for me as well.. thank you dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called my family to let them know the good news and naturally they are happy. trust my mum to ask if there is a salary increase.... : ) Life is good at this point....i am prepared to work hard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMF is coming to suntec and because of this, me and my senior would be taking turns to come in during the 8 days. i will only need to come in on Mon and Tues and work from home the rest of the days. cool right? I have a token that lets me accesses my workplace staff from home... will see how it goes. i will at work on the 1st day, going to be messy and a far walk from the place where i drop off. but its once in a lifetime time so its alright, anyway, i am too happy to grumble now... will end this happy post with special thanks to dear who stood by me whenever i felt down becos of this, my team who fought for my headcount and "promote" me to the head of HR,my boss who see the potential in me and with his talking ability got the headcount and the one above for answering my prayer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115716760820206533?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115716760820206533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115716760820206533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115716760820206533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115716760820206533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-got-great-prezzie-from-my-boss.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115665633059415950</id><published>2006-08-27T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:25:30.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to blog about. no mood too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115665633059415950?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115665633059415950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115665633059415950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115665633059415950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115665633059415950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/08/nothing-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115565229267339464</id><published>2006-08-15T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:09:48.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is not letting me upload my pictures. Bugger, wanted to show you how proud i was when my dear went up to receive a scholarship award. Hakka Association had picked my dear for a scholarship and i went to the award dinner, we had a bumpy start when i found out that dear was not sitting with us and i had to sit all alone with his family when i dun understand a single word of hakka and the few interactions i had with them was to say hi and bye. but after a while it was ok as i was concentrating on the food with the high pitched hakka singing floating over my head... and when i saw dear go up and take the prize, i felt so proud of him. i wanted to shout to the whole dinner that he is my guy! THIS HANDSOME GUY IS MINE!heee... you can see that i am pretty proud of my guy. i did not even look at anyone else on the stage. my eyes were all for him.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will follow up with photos as soon as blogger allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work heard that 2 of my colleagues got engaged over this month.was hearing of how their bfs proposed and everything. it was pretty fun to hear of your frens getting engaged hearing their stories of how they proposed... but when it happened to me.. its going to be different cos its between me and dear. Dear, i will wait for you wan cos to me, you are worth the wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115565229267339464?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115565229267339464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115565229267339464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115565229267339464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115565229267339464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/08/blogger-is-not-letting-me-upload-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115539899404158325</id><published>2006-08-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:09:54.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am feeling drained now. How would you feel when you are told that you are FAT in your face? How would you feel if it is your bf's grandma and mum? I really feel a lump in my throat when it happened. i cant say anything cos they are my bf's family, i cany cry cos they are just there. so al i can do is swallow my tears. i have to give dear credit when he did try to protect me and rebuke them.But i felt ..... hurt. Hurt that i even thinkg that i really cant fit in to this family. They are Chinese /Hakka Speaking, i am supposedly the " yang ren" who eats western food every meal and do not use chopsticks. I m the one who cant even have a full conversation with them without needing dear to help me.I really wanted an in law family who i can relate to, can speak to and for them to like me too. all i can say when i see them is to greet them with one sentence. And guess what, they got someone to compare me to.Dear's Bro Gf who can speak perfect chinese and can relate... i dunnoe how i got the nickname yang ren, and i really dunnoe how to react.&lt;br /&gt;i feel very sore and hurt inside and how to get rid of it? I love dear and cant imagine being without him but marrying him is marrying two families. i have no illusion that it would be easy bringing 2 families together and having in laws. i see relationships sour between in laws and i will always have that fear that my family will be like that too. i have seen and heard from my mum never to stay with your in laws... and i agree. i believe that distance can prevent problems from cropping up. Dear understands and i am real glad that he can see where i stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i too sensitive? Should i just shake it off? Should i be spurred to do something about my stupid weight? Should i even care that my future in laws just made me feel so bad abt myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115539899404158325?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115539899404158325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115539899404158325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115539899404158325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115539899404158325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-feeling-drained-now.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115475144515197463</id><published>2006-08-05T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:17:25.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just sent my dad and sister off to the airport. my sister is tagging my dad on one of his trips to HK and USA. i cannot lie and it is with a heavy heart that i say bye to them. I lost my chance to go with my dad and now its my sister's turn to enjoy. Why did i not take the opportunity at that time? Anyway, lost time is lost time, no use crying over split milk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i went with my colleagues to eat dinner at East Coast Jumbo Rest. it was a big affair, eating crabs, lobster and bamboo clams, etc. UBS treated us, the support staff in appreciation of winning the Work excellence award. So we had a budget of $1100 to spend. The dinner was about $500 plus and we were supposed to go bowling after that, but after a long walk after our dinner, we had no energy to bowl.. we are old!No more late nights, no more havoc ness left in our bodies. so we all went back but nevertheless we had a good time.... catching up with each other outside work environment. actually we started late cos of me!hahahaha.... at 5,30pm my boss asked me to go into a telephone conference with him and big boss.. hahahaha all the support staff were looking with disbelief when i went into the boss room but i am glad i did cos i got to hear how bosses talk. it s a totally different than how we talk.. i must really learn how they speak.. its with poise and confidence and with no grammer mistakes ahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard my senior say that there would be two new additions to the team. all reporting to my boss assisting with his population so that he would not be so occupied... So i have no idea how does that work out for myself. does that mean i have to help all 3? i will suffer from burn out.. hahahah.... i dunno la.. its a real bad feeling that i am having now. i mean they just came out with 2 perm headcount just like that.. how abt the support staff? Dun they value us too????&gt;?????&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling too good and no one understands why i am so uptight about this cos they are not in my shoes. i feel alone in this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115475144515197463?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115475144515197463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115475144515197463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115475144515197463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115475144515197463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-sent-my-dad-and-sister-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115443940109892221</id><published>2006-08-01T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:36:41.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am getting addicted to bringing Dash to the dog run. heee.. been going every week since i seen the happy look on my dog's face. Let me let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006075.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006074_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006074_edited.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="109" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006072.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006068.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006066.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="159" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006067.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="155" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006073.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006076.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006071.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would be going there every week and i see whether i can get more pictures of other dogs. so far i see alot of golden retrievers, and chihuahuas. See above photos..its like a chihuahua group that gathers to see which chihuahua is smallest.So far only one beagle...hahaha... but we are like exhibits too. when we are in the dog run, there would be alot of pple standing outside and looking at us and the dogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear and me went to sing karaoke at k box at Chinatown.The package was 4 hours, actually thought that we could not last that long but in the end we did it!With Dear's chinese songs and my english songs, we managed to pull through. took quite a few photos in the karaoke lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006093.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006081.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006080.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006101-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006101-002.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006100.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/29072006095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/29072006095.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok photos galore.enuff.. had fun last week.... hope this week would be the same..&lt;br /&gt;National day public holiday coming!!!ya whoooo!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115443940109892221?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115443940109892221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115443940109892221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115443940109892221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115443940109892221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-getting-addicted-to-bringing-dash.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115391712078988451</id><published>2006-07-26T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:32:01.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/22072006061.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been writing fo a few weeks cos of firstly there is not much to write about about work, still at that suspensful, worrying stage of whether converting to perm or not. Secondly, feeling real listless nowadays. facing the computer the whole day at work, dun feel like using it at home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just a few interesting details.&lt;br /&gt;have been getting into the habit of bringing my dog Dash to Bishan Park. Why? cos we found out that there is grass patch for him to run freely without leash and to meet other dogs. i dun wan my dog to be an anti social dog so i was real excited for him to meet with other dogs and see how he reacts. We brought him there twice liao and so far he has been behaving himself pretty well. i mean there are much more obedient dogs than him, but there are terrors too. if my dog started humping another male dog there, i would not want to go anymore man!so pai say...But Dash behaved himself pretty well, coming to us whenever we call him and not behaving aggressively with other dogs. just go around sniffing other dogs' butt.ahahahah.. thats how they do it.. there are alot of dogs there in the evening and we had a blast as well, just seeing dash so happy running around in 3 big grass fields make the effort of bringing him there in a basket (Which you would see later) and cleaning the car of dog hairs worth it. going to make it weekly thing. There are some owners, i think are regulars there. they even bring field chairs there to read newspaper and just let the dogs be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/22072006061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/22072006061.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, so so cute, apparently he dare not jump out of the basket and just sit there with that look "oh have pity on me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing: My Fren gave birth to a baby boy on sat midnight!She was my senior in Adecco and left to play house for her husband in penang. did not see her since and just met her on thurs for lunch and that is the day i found out that she is pregnant!so cool! first fren to see pregnant and give birth. the funny thing is that on thurs when we were eating she told us that the doc told her that its going to be overdue and she thought so too and she told her husband not to rush down from penang.... and guess what the baby came out on sat when her husband was miles away!So brave... the delivery was quick, in a hour and out pop the cutest thing! Had a whole bush of black hair, long legs and the cutest small face... seeing one of those made me feel like having one soon too...ahahahah...went to see her at Thomson on Mon. did not take photos though cos the grandparents were there. dare not take out the nokia to take photos.But the baby was so cute.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok going to watch CSI tonight. today season finale. Brass gets shot and might not make it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115391712078988451?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115391712078988451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115391712078988451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115391712078988451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115391712078988451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/07/havent-been-writing-fo-few-weeks-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115262900519410962</id><published>2006-07-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:43:25.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Boy, my job sure has perks!This is what HR pple work and slog day and night for.To be treated as Kings..Search firms giving us Plants and today, Chocolate ice cream!Yummy.. from Awfully Chocolate from a search firm.. who just gave us 15 boxes of awfully chocolate ice cream... Managed to take a photo with my Nokia phone before i gobbled it all up..&lt;br /&gt;Look, the box was so nice. too bad the ice cream make it to messy that i could not keep it. SUch a charming box.The search firm sent us a card, "Something for a tuesday afternoon" Have to say that it sure perks up the tuesday afternoon.So happy.. i likey... : ) Being the client is always so much better than the search firm. Being on both sides, i can safely say that the client side is the greener pasture for me.. hahaah.... Happily licking my chocolate ice cream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/11072006025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/11072006025.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/11072006026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/11072006026.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had cupcakes!haahahah... all thanks to my sister's event that has alot of food left.She brought over the cupcakes.and i had 2! They were that good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/11072006029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/11072006029.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/11072006030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="136" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/11072006030.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow icing is lime and they are so good!Mixed with chocolate. i even got my sister to bring them some for tomorrow's breakfast. today is like eating non stop. I even ate noodles for breakfast. i must lose weight!Argh... getting harder by the day...&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, i saw the cutest sight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/11072006027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/11072006027.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy was in a crate and his mum was pulling it along.. could not resist and took a photo..&lt;br /&gt;i must say the nokia phone is much clearer.. and its almost like my camera..&lt;br /&gt;cool can take more photos liao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep soon. quite tired nowadays...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115262900519410962?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115262900519410962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115262900519410962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115262900519410962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115262900519410962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-boy-my-job-sure-has-perksthis-is.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115245809438841617</id><published>2006-07-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:14:54.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Germany Won! me and Dear won $32 buckaroos! ahahah... we bet that Germany would win at full time and we thought that we should at least watch one match before the world cup ended, so we set our alarms clocks to 2.50am to wake up, but we only woke up at 4am!hahaha..but in a way its heng la cos first half is " good football but no goals" quoted by the commentor. all goals were in the second half,hahaha... pity Petit who scored an own goal...but still in our favor!Never mind Petit, you made two pple real happy with your goal!Grins.... Tonight's final we cant watch cos tom got to work and we would be real tired and no energy and it s a long day for both of us tomo... but we still bet. bet Italy will win at full time.. this time the odds not that good, alot of pple bet france to win... so if we win this one,we get 44 buckaroos for a 20 dollar bet... heee.. hopefully tonight's sleep will make us abit richer.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the pinch on my pockets due to the hp purchase... stupid woman... anyway, its only the 2nd week and i have spent more that i have earned this month.. sigh.. must eat cheaper food liao.. cant wait for the 23rd to come by.. til then its mummy's food and food court.&lt;br /&gt;Watching CSI Now... got to sleep soon.. got a full day's work tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115245809438841617?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115245809438841617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115245809438841617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115245809438841617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115245809438841617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/07/germany-won-me-and-dear-won-32.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115232895589324253</id><published>2006-07-08T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T11:32:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Karen is succumbing to Burn out!hahahah... falling sick soon. have a sore throat and for the past days felt like i had a fever and was hot and cold together. last week was really working to the bone.. real tired cant wait for my senior to come back next week. one CRM Assistant is really not enuff.there are too many things to do for one person.Our dept got in a contract staff for 2 months. i m not the newbie anymore but damn malu cos her computer skills better than me lor... hahah so pai say. junior teach senior. i think she lost respect for me there and then, but heck my style works for me.. hahahaha.. we had to get her in cos my junior CRM cannot cope liao. too many things to do for a lone person and shes pregnant somemore! so that ger is supposed to assist her. so i assist my JT lao ban and my senior to UD lao ban and she for Mich's backup which i think is so much better cos i coordinate interviews for all of them til sometimes i get confused.hahha.... too many liao la.the bank expanding like crazy liao....&lt;br /&gt;Talking about banks expanding, my grp of contract staff got smaller by 2, cos two of them left liao for greener pastures. sure will miss that grp. had alot of things to bitch about..hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;The ones who are left are sometimes wonder if we wait too long would we miss the boat. i was wondering to myself as well, if my contract ends in Oct, and they dun wan me. i would be left stranded and that period is not a good period to be left out of a job cos its the end of the yr so its going to be sway if i dun continue in UBS. hopefully, my boss still appreciates me then and still fight for me to be perm!hahaahahh... so far i really like working for him as he is more of the marco type of boss and dun criticise me for the small details unlike some bosses... and he really opened alot of opportunites for me, like talking to all the big bosses in UBS cos he s in charge of the most important sector of UBS that is Markets and i am like speaking to like the heads of departments and the branch manager can even recognise me. so i m pretty pleased with what i am learning here. i am learning how to present myself and learn how to talk like one of them.. really you can differentiate managers and employees, they just have a "say" abt them which i must learn. And he brings me into meetings that he think i will benefit, like next week, he s bringing me into a meeting with MAS.cool sia? Ministry leh...heheheh... and hes a supernetworker and i must learn from him. He has earned my respect and i am sure glad that he is my direct boss and he s guiding me... thats why i am willing to stay under him for a while more, nevertheless that the banking industry is super hot now and there are alot of jobs out there. i just read the classifieds today and there is a whole section of banking jobs... ya. should just learn whatever transferable skills i have here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with my old frens this week and we sure had a lot to catch up with... sometimes when you grow older. problems come along that you never thought that would happen to you.Geri, its really your decision so i will support you in whatever decision you make. Hope i was not too frank that day and our frienship is strong enuff to take such strong feedback..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes, you know what you want but sometimes circumstances dun allow you to..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115232895589324253?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115232895589324253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115232895589324253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115232895589324253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115232895589324253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/07/karen-is-succumbing-to-burn-outhahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115182146456686305</id><published>2006-07-02T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T14:24:24.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody hell, i lost my handphone... sob.. some bitch took my handphone. i left my hp in Dorothy Perkin Suntec dressing room and within 10 minutes, its gone... and since it s woman's dressing rom, it must be a bitch who took it. damn it. Society has let me down.i have returned 2 hps and this good deed is not returned to me. i was really upset that the ger who took it switched off my hp and with this action, its so certain that she is going to keep it. I am damn pissed with my stupidness, not putting my hp back into my bag and placing it on the chair. i even had the thought that i have to put it back after that, but it slipped my mind and it was hidden under that pile of clothes. Damn sad la and it spoiled my mood after that. the tears that flow was angry and sad tears. to that woman who took my hp, yes you earned $200 bucks but what u lost is your conscience, your soul and your integrity and that is the most thing that one can ever earned.  you have lost that forever. to me, i lost $200 plus hp, but i earned my lesson and earned that society will always have pple like you and you are the reason why the world is not a trusting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy my hp today, bought N72 nokia phone. took a while to settle on that as i have not been on the look out for phones since like last yr cos i was really satisfied with my phone.like in a span on 1 day, i had to find a hp i like and buy. i think my purchase was a decision that was based on pure instinct and it appearance, i have no idea what can a N72 do... hhahah... all i know that it is one of the nicest phones in the market. I plunked like 600 plus dollars on this phone, a phone that i bought all in a split second. Hopefully it can satisfy me like my previous one. I DUN WAN TO LOSE MY HP ANYMORE!damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just quarrelled with dear when coming back from the purchase of my hp. i bought a bluetooth, firstly cos i have a $50  voucher that i can use to buy accessoried so it would be cheaper. secondly i know that dear would like one but at this point do not have the extra cash to buy it,so he said that he does not want it,therefore i bought it on top of my hp after he walked out. But Dear took it as an insult that i am not listening to him and dun listen to what he says. i was real upset that he does not appreciate my giving. We had a big shout out and its not resolved yet.No wonder pple say that receiving is always easier than giving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115182146456686305?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115182146456686305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115182146456686305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115182146456686305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115182146456686305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/07/bloody-hell-i-lost-my-handphone.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115112565642012244</id><published>2006-06-24T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:46:19.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what, Black is not my colour!ahahah.. i have been a walking fashion mistake since like forever! hahha... last week my company sponsered a visual learning course for pple like me who wanted to know what looks good and what doesnt. apparently, i am a "warm" colour (Means that i have more yellow/orange in my skin than purple or blue tone..and black is not a colour for the "warm people"!ahahah... i have to change my whole wardrobe!let me show you a photo of my wardrobe!its all black! and here i am thinking that black is a slimming colour.. : ) at least i got a green top that is the correct colour for my skin colour.. hahaha.. looks like pay this month is going to be spend on clothes.. they gave a list of what colours of what look good: lime green(Pale);Light sunflower yellow; brown blah blah... i cant imagine how would they look on me.. its like all the colours that i would not go for if i was shopping. Kept picking up the black clothes... old habits die hard and i always thought that black was a slimming colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear is on reservist this week. back to the old days, where sms es and phone calls between range and briefings kept our relationship alive. its been like 3 years since he ord-ed. how time flies..nows its 7 more high keys for him...Told him to take it as a R &amp; R,since he has been working so hard outside. think he not used to it. cos he feels alot of time wasted. well,cant wait for Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, frankly speaking, thought could use this week to catch up with my frens and spend some me time. you would have thought that after 6 yrs, you would not mind having some time away from each other. but absence makes the heart fonder, you would miss the person when he is not around and take him for granted when he is around. I have been taking dear for granted nowadays and i thought that our relationship has come to a still, but after this week, and after reading a story, i realised that our relationship has not come to a plateau, but went to a all new level.It s the level where we need not talk about everything in our life. its the level that we are comfortable not needing to fill up the silence when we dun talk.Its the level that we can read each other's mind, thoughts, and can sense the feelings.Its the level where one asks hows work, and we can just say "Fine" and its alright.Thats the level that me and dear are on, and initally i did not understand or know of this level and i was angry,frustrated,and down that our relationship was not going anywhere and wanted to walk way but dear was really patient and he knew what stage we are on and took the patience and the time to wait for me to understand.&lt;br /&gt;now i know and can appreciate what dear has brought me and our relationship to.Thank you dear. now we will walk towards our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m getting real pissed with the tiger beer commerical. damn dumb la the commerical and its played so many times. my goodness, lousy concept, lousy execution,i dun understand why foreign movies and commericals have this polished look and professional look but local productions look so cheap.. not that i look down on local productions, dear will kill me if i did. i mean that are some that are good but its the majority that are pulling this few down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone watching the world cup? I gave up on it. dun really believe that it is not rigged. you can say Karen, cannot be la, its world cup. But look! Last yr, Germany did not even get in and all the european coutries were out before you knew it and all the asian countries were all in!Korea can even get 3rd! just becos its in Korea? Now, its germany and all the european countries are in? Am i the only one who notices this? I dunnoe. its just turning me off the game til the final i guess. and i betcha Germany is going to be in the top 3...Well wait and see then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking CSI now and after this, its bed i go!i m going to jump into bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115112565642012244?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115112565642012244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115112565642012244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115112565642012244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115112565642012244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/06/guess-what-black-is-not-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115064568330095548</id><published>2006-06-18T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:48:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Father's day celebration with my family.Went to Hog's Breath Cafe at CHIJmes for dinner.My dad really liked it there, because of the food and the music that they played, old tunes that he listened to when he was still young... i look pretty bad... my hair looks real flat and i look fat!..ahahha...but still... heck care la.. i am not those kind who must put makeup just to go Chomp Chomp...someone would know who i am talking about : ) but i really admire those who make the extra effort to wake up early to pile up all the make up.. i am really one of those lazy gers. there is the chinese saying about there are no ugly gers, just lazy gers...yup, i m the lazy ger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/Football%20&amp;%20Father"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/Football%20%26%20Father%27s%20dad%20007.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family at Hog's Breath Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/Football%20&amp;%20Father"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/Football%20%26%20Father%27s%20dad%20006.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Sista with our delicious Prime Rib..&lt;br /&gt;Super good, melt in your mouth beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/1600/Football%20&amp;%20Father"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7299/1888/320/Football%20%26%20Father%27s%20dad%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad with all the pretty daughters.. Can you see the hog's Breath cafe sign behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, i went for my Cousin's wedding at their secondary school, cos they were school mates.. the solemnisation was pretty fast, only 15minutes to sign your life away to another person :) still prefer my church wedding.at least there is a mass dedicated to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140906-115064568330095548?l=fifteenmay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/feeds/115064568330095548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140906&amp;postID=115064568330095548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115064568330095548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140906/posts/default/115064568330095548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteenmay.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-came-back-from-fathers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>fifteenmay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671004695068200242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-19140906.post-115047043731342938</id><published>2006-06-16T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:07:17.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alot of unsaid feelings have swirling in me nowdays. i am so afraid that i will just blow up one fine day. i have since learnt that words once said, can never be taken back, therefore i have been keeping everything inside. but i am afraid cos every once in a while, it has been bubbling at the surface. i am real worried about 
