<?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-36625805</id><updated>2011-12-02T13:19:10.295+08:00</updated><category term='Travel'/><category term='ROM'/><title type='text'>SkyElene</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>313</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-353090519493474352</id><published>2011-07-23T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T02:57:05.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When two becomes one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MLpusoCm1x8/Tirv5pXPnyI/AAAAAAAAHeU/wHmHU6UyXBc/s1600/IMG_6115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MLpusoCm1x8/Tirv5pXPnyI/AAAAAAAAHeU/wHmHU6UyXBc/s400/IMG_6115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632578057615154978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never thought I will marry this guy when I first met him.&lt;br /&gt;My first impression for him was so bad then, I thought he can never be my boyfriend. It must be destiny, that not only he became someone I fell in love with, also someone I wanna spend my whole life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's amazing that, out of the thousand million of people in the world, my heart chooses him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an important decision to made, that this is the man that I decided to spent my life with, no matter for the good or for worse, we both gonna go through it together. And he is just the right man, I chose to share the same bed with me, spend my life with me, who I believe, will take good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may not be the first guy that I fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;But it was him that make me realised how much I have to treasure this love that is given to me as a gift. And I shall make him as my last lover, my only wedded husband..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just know how to love the imperfect me so perfectly, and love me for who I really am. If I have not met him, perhaps I'm still living aimlessly in life, without any goals and achievements. Thank you my love, thank you for all the good and the bad times that we had gone through. We are still holding on so strongly, for a better future, a better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 June 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;我美丽的新娘子, 今天你要嫁给我啦。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first thing that he told me when I opened my eyes early in the morning when I saw him smiling so silly to himself.&lt;br /&gt;Simple, sweet and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that for the past 7 years of our relationship, he never once said to me "I love you" directly on my face, not even when he proposed and exchanging our wedding vows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, his actions speaks louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;The things that he did already make me feel so loved by him so much that he doesn't have to say the 3 magical words just to prove that he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I felt so loved that day even though it's such a simple affair.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to my customary wedding next year! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in MBS, Orchid Suite @ 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Spectacular view overlooking Marina Bay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MFlVGqZ7fg/Tgn0jE-v-5I/AAAAAAAAHdU/aQlnCb1fmEY/s1600/ROM%2B%252811%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MFlVGqZ7fg/Tgn0jE-v-5I/AAAAAAAAHdU/aQlnCb1fmEY/s400/ROM%2B%252811%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623294493218306962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UAWaofWCZA/TirzME2f0zI/AAAAAAAAHe0/a0DQk8sblOM/s1600/IMG_6098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UAWaofWCZA/TirzME2f0zI/AAAAAAAAHe0/a0DQk8sblOM/s400/IMG_6098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632581672766526258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heels is so bling that day!&lt;br /&gt;To take a closer look, it's an imitation of Jimmy Choo's.&lt;br /&gt;Which I fell in love with on a Korean drama, Prosecutor Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHSbkjZ5bb8/TgnzeThSROI/AAAAAAAAHdM/brKSkGgZ4qo/s1600/IMG_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHSbkjZ5bb8/TgnzeThSROI/AAAAAAAAHdM/brKSkGgZ4qo/s400/IMG_0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623293311710282978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to save 75bucks from buying a 21 roses bouquet, we DIY it ourselves at only less than 20bucks! Lovely-made by my hubby somemore. LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dFRaKhRcjpM/TgnyQ74_XtI/AAAAAAAAHck/Q4aNfmPHTfk/s1600/ROM%2B%252821%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dFRaKhRcjpM/TgnyQ74_XtI/AAAAAAAAHck/Q4aNfmPHTfk/s400/ROM%2B%252821%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623291982517329618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Red Roses meaning My Passionate Love Devoted to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xqdgzlOQQg/TgnyQOz-x7I/AAAAAAAAHcc/zXK9J2EW2g0/s1600/ROM%2B%25289%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xqdgzlOQQg/TgnyQOz-x7I/AAAAAAAAHcc/zXK9J2EW2g0/s400/ROM%2B%25289%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623291970416723890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, my sweet darling did not do my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I did mine at the salon which I always frequents in Jurong West neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I did my own make-up that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, was not a perfect one though because I was rushing out of time! Ryan's family came so early and I had a hard time to keep them entertained. Boo! And to be honest, if my beis wasn't there that day, I might not be able to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Liog7OBhPGc/TgnyRFj5WMI/AAAAAAAAHcs/otoZHqBpH3U/s1600/ROM%2B%252836%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Liog7OBhPGc/TgnyRFj5WMI/AAAAAAAAHcs/otoZHqBpH3U/s400/ROM%2B%252836%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623291985113209026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are done and ready for some photoshoot before the ceremony started.&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Kennie, Qinhui, Fong Cheng &amp;amp; Qun Kai being my photpographer and videographer of the day! We felt like some superstar with so many DSLR snapping away during the whole ceremony! Lols!!&lt;br /&gt;Greatly appreciated for the help and thank you so much for the effort!! *HUGS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DmBK9-0TkB4/TgnvxynyJZI/AAAAAAAAHbc/-6RHNh04v3A/s1600/ROM%2B%252813%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DmBK9-0TkB4/TgnvxynyJZI/AAAAAAAAHbc/-6RHNh04v3A/s400/ROM%2B%252813%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623289248430040466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite us being so broke from all the renovation works and saving up for our customary wedding, this is perhaps the only thing that Ryan refused to let go.&lt;br /&gt;As I said, there was no ring when he proposed to me, so this may be the compensation for getting my dream ring for me. A brand, a design I always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, we were quarrelling about his request to postpone of our ROM date as he hadn't saved enough for the ring. To me, it was a sensitive issue because I thought it was just an excuse for him to delay it, I don't find it a big deal if we going to settle the wedding bands in some other jewellery shops instead. And I abruptly hanged his calls and refused to answer it when he called back. As usual, that's my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then dropped me an SMS, pleasing me to give him another two months time to save up for the ring. Reason being, because he did not afford to give me a proposal ring when he was still a student, and that I waited for his return, this is the only thing that he can do to make my wish come true of giving me a Cartier even if he can't afford a Brilliant Rose Solitaire in time.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel disgusted by my evil actions too. So I'm learning to be a good wife and listen to his reason first before exploding myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb0BZ_jg4v8/TiryvjKuRzI/AAAAAAAAHec/GS-5Cx5ymL4/s1600/IMG_3484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb0BZ_jg4v8/TiryvjKuRzI/AAAAAAAAHec/GS-5Cx5ymL4/s400/IMG_3484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632581182688216882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single diamond in his.&lt;br /&gt;A row of four little diamonds in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how this design look like those wheels in the watch instead of a plain round ring. And it definately more sparkling in real life for its white gold quality of Cartier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the ceremony started at 4.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Pre-arranged with Dr Phua, one of the most popular GP, to solemnise our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Pleased with my choice, he's indeed a good one to live up the whole ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w8oj-HBldu4/Tgn0_HuLuwI/AAAAAAAAHdc/OSg-3K9MLuU/s1600/ROM%2B%252847%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w8oj-HBldu4/Tgn0_HuLuwI/AAAAAAAAHdc/OSg-3K9MLuU/s400/ROM%2B%252847%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623294974990465794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you take her to be your wedded wife to live together in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Do you promise to love, comfort, honor and keep her. For better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health.&lt;br /&gt;And forsaking all others, be faithful only to her so long as you both shall live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple series of questions, but it took one's courage to make a lifetime's decision.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I replied a "I very willingly do."   Haahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10SILn2WPFc/Tgnvxl03BHI/AAAAAAAAHbU/zxhr00eEBqU/s1600/ROM%2B%252815%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10SILn2WPFc/Tgnvxl03BHI/AAAAAAAAHbU/zxhr00eEBqU/s400/ROM%2B%252815%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623289244995224690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead of reading the same old vow, I chose to write up one myself.&lt;br /&gt;It was obtained by a poem The Promises.&lt;br /&gt;No empty promising, but comforting words to let him know that I'll always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the ceremony, it was full of laughters.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like tearing even when Ryan cited the vows to me.&lt;br /&gt;It was when my GP reminded us that we must go home frequently to see our mum and dad because they will miss us after we moved out that make me feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weakest point, to mention about my family, my pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RK0u8yj1BJU/TgnxN9eUaTI/AAAAAAAAHb8/NRXSmuV0oRg/s1600/ROM%2B%252888%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RK0u8yj1BJU/TgnxN9eUaTI/AAAAAAAAHb8/NRXSmuV0oRg/s400/ROM%2B%252888%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623290831891097906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jLApXe1i_w/Tirv5XztWEI/AAAAAAAAHeM/lgHVGp6GCz8/s1600/IMG_6203_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jLApXe1i_w/Tirv5XztWEI/AAAAAAAAHeM/lgHVGp6GCz8/s400/IMG_6203_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632578052902705218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SV6cFTK-Lcc/TgnxNuz9xWI/AAAAAAAAHb0/KDwsNemFDp8/s1600/ROM%2B%252892%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SV6cFTK-Lcc/TgnxNuz9xWI/AAAAAAAAHb0/KDwsNemFDp8/s400/ROM%2B%252892%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623290827955357026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Part I ROM ended after Ryan's and my family walked over to Singapore Flyer for a sit down chinese dinner. They left after that and we walked back again to our hotel room for the Part II, Hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfsED-eH2PU/Tir50KgX21I/AAAAAAAAHfE/kWH-0TQXrY4/s1600/DSC_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfsED-eH2PU/Tir50KgX21I/AAAAAAAAHfE/kWH-0TQXrY4/s400/DSC_0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632588958548876114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ctwyWbxmAcY/TgnvxKUALyI/AAAAAAAAHbM/SM0gjCLG0fI/s1600/ROM%2B%2528135%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ctwyWbxmAcY/TgnvxKUALyI/AAAAAAAAHbM/SM0gjCLG0fI/s400/ROM%2B%2528135%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623289237609656098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My customised cake Tiffany &amp;amp; Co. inspired Oreo Chocolate Cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjvMElqxUGA/TgnxNB4AgfI/AAAAAAAAHbk/zclI-S5HqO8/s1600/ROM%2B%2528136%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjvMElqxUGA/TgnxNB4AgfI/AAAAAAAAHbk/zclI-S5HqO8/s400/ROM%2B%2528136%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623290815892718066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a meaning behind this.&lt;br /&gt;When Ryan first had the intention of marrying me was before he left for England.&lt;br /&gt;He gave me this Tiffany &amp;amp; Co. bracelet and asked me to wait for his return, and he promised to marry me once he graduated from his course.&lt;br /&gt;And amazingly, we conquered the freaking 2 years of Long Distance Relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to found a home-based bakery to customised this cake upon my request, with Ryan's favourite Oreo fillings.&lt;br /&gt;And it's super YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hPi8PsmYpMs/TgnxNczVCeI/AAAAAAAAHbs/9BswwQ0zU1c/s1600/ROM%2B%2528137%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hPi8PsmYpMs/TgnxNczVCeI/AAAAAAAAHbs/9BswwQ0zU1c/s400/ROM%2B%2528137%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623290823120849378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely thanks to all our close friends who came.&lt;br /&gt;They are all our Bridesmaid and Bestman to be for our upcoming customary wedding. Sorry for not able to host every single one of you well. And I really felt bad for the little time spend because Ryan was so terribly drunk and concussed at 11pm!!! Gosh, a little spolited mood but well, his brothers were too happy for him to an extend that they over-drunk him I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZ0TMAlOR-g/Tirywr-nNZI/AAAAAAAAHes/O7m5W931i74/s1600/IMG_6227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZ0TMAlOR-g/Tirywr-nNZI/AAAAAAAAHes/O7m5W931i74/s400/IMG_6227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632581202233210258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet golden rules for the four couples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SdALXSpNvc/Tirt_tezXxI/AAAAAAAAHdk/FecNlTDjzBM/s1600/IMG_6252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SdALXSpNvc/Tirt_tezXxI/AAAAAAAAHdk/FecNlTDjzBM/s400/IMG_6252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575962776559378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rAcf2widww/Tirt_3DipmI/AAAAAAAAHds/hppob_w0uQM/s1600/IMG_6244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rAcf2widww/Tirt_3DipmI/AAAAAAAAHds/hppob_w0uQM/s400/IMG_6244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575965346571874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sisterhood which lasted for more than 10years and still counting!&lt;br /&gt;Their little advices and sweet words brought me tears while I was reading it alone (with Ryan "drunk" on bed) at 2am in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmZnGGuejew/Tgnvw7b16aI/AAAAAAAAHbE/Pjp1RHuDAsU/s1600/ROM%2B%2528188%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PmZnGGuejew/Tgnvw7b16aI/AAAAAAAAHbE/Pjp1RHuDAsU/s400/ROM%2B%2528188%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623289233616005538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7n8Im3NmYw/TiruAWAWgWI/AAAAAAAAHd8/SJgrrJe8Gy4/s1600/IMG_6254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7n8Im3NmYw/TiruAWAWgWI/AAAAAAAAHd8/SJgrrJe8Gy4/s400/IMG_6254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575973654692194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nurses friends. My best soulmates who always listens to my endless complains.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what could happened if I didn't met you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xkiuz_ZHYZs/Tir3mh65x6I/AAAAAAAAHe8/-IsSPUYq2_U/s1600/DSC_1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xkiuz_ZHYZs/Tir3mh65x6I/AAAAAAAAHe8/-IsSPUYq2_U/s400/DSC_1007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632586525292742562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the bunch of brothers who  make me go "husband-less" on my first night of married life, thanks for making the night so crazily fun and memorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-78U63kVAo/TiruACw2d1I/AAAAAAAAHd0/4oladcSP6M0/s1600/IMG_6255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-78U63kVAo/TiruACw2d1I/AAAAAAAAHd0/4oladcSP6M0/s400/IMG_6255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575968489404242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw3Kruq6PzU/TgnyQKB8dPI/AAAAAAAAHcU/tSvZcpsdvrQ/s1600/ROM%2B%252834%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw3Kruq6PzU/TgnyQKB8dPI/AAAAAAAAHcU/tSvZcpsdvrQ/s400/ROM%2B%252834%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623291969133114610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;To my beloved husband,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you for loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Your lovely wife who love you wholeheartedly, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-353090519493474352?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/353090519493474352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/353090519493474352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-two-becomes-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MLpusoCm1x8/Tirv5pXPnyI/AAAAAAAAHeU/wHmHU6UyXBc/s72-c/IMG_6115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5412309058589028784</id><published>2011-05-08T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T00:43:15.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The KEY to our LOVE NEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't an easy path for us to get together till this day.&lt;br /&gt;Neither was it a smooth one for us to plan for the "Big Event" &amp;amp; "Big Project" of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we met coordinators up for wedding discussions, they tends to ask us, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;, you both are really something. To prepare wedding and home together at the same time is not easy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it never will.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like as if we wanted it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Ryan didn't have a room of his own.&lt;br /&gt;If we were to get married, we need a room!&lt;br /&gt;As much as we know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BTO&lt;/span&gt; take years to complete, we opted for it like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;, 3 yrs ago?&lt;br /&gt;And we balloted for the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time before we got this unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24J-dsBZGfM/TbzuLZ1wPMI/AAAAAAAAHaw/JQT_9eZlsC0/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24J-dsBZGfM/TbzuLZ1wPMI/AAAAAAAAHaw/JQT_9eZlsC0/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601613916224371906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than happy to be selected for Sales of Balanced Flat than to waiting foolishly for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BTO&lt;/span&gt; to be completed; or throwing my money into the ridiculously expensive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;COV&lt;/span&gt; for a second-hand flat. I was telling Ryan last year that I would rather get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SOBF&lt;/span&gt; or a resale, than to continue waiting for my chance which is so difficult to pass by even when I'm qualified for the priority first-timer scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it my luck or whatever, it's always the case that my queue number is way behind the proposed units, or that it only left with 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; or 3rd floor. Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;? I pay so much for the stupid flat and this is what I deserved? Not to mention the long waiting time before the flat will be ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finally one day, Ryan and I were very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;desperated&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to approach assistance from the MP in my town council when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SOBF&lt;/span&gt; launched. We told her that we were very much wanted to get married, but didn't have a room to do so. In addition of my parents' old age and Ryan is also working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Island, we very much wanted to get a unit in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TA-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;DAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;She was kind enough to write in to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;HDB&lt;/span&gt; for us as the very first priority couples and here we got a very nice queue number and we got our 5-room flat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cd3aEivkLQ/TbzqkrCLcNI/AAAAAAAAHaI/gYeLYespHSc/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cd3aEivkLQ/TbzqkrCLcNI/AAAAAAAAHaI/gYeLYespHSc/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601609952290107602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, choosing a desired unit was a very tough process.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I went to almost all the available units in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Some are more than 30 years old unit, some are chased after by loan shark, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Fengshui&lt;/span&gt; is not good according to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Geomancer&lt;/span&gt;, which will caused us to fight and eventually get divorce (which was exactly what happened to the previous owners according to their neighbours), some are "dirty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this unit that we chose was my "love at first sight", again.&lt;br /&gt;Once I had a nice feeling at the first sight of something, it often ended up to be "The One".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so happened that the main door wasn't lock when we went to check it out the unit that day. And once I opened the main door and saw the view, I knew this is the one that I'm looking for. Bright sunlight shinning into the living room, with green scenery, and the park that I used to jog every weekend in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan wasn't quite agree with me then. Cos he was pretty much fascinated by getting an executive unit than a 5 room flat. But luckily, I asked my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Geomancer&lt;/span&gt; to choose one out of the two units, he said that my choice was a super "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;huat&lt;/span&gt;" one. Hence, my love decided that earning big bucks is more important than living in a big flat, he gradually fell in love with my choice too! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, my guts feelings is always very accurate one.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, my new flat is just one street away from my mum's place!&lt;br /&gt;Super convenient &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9Z-zTft_GA/TbzqlZuwF8I/AAAAAAAAHag/FavkzCGTrqk/s1600/9%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9Z-zTft_GA/TbzqlZuwF8I/AAAAAAAAHag/FavkzCGTrqk/s400/9%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601609964825089986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long wait to booking the flat, then to get all the housing grants and loans, then finally, the key collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't describe our feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Finally a love nest of our own, which we are very happy with after so many years of anticipating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TNJt4DCOtw/TbzqlNkcl0I/AAAAAAAAHaY/RU9FJq3eAxM/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TNJt4DCOtw/TbzqlNkcl0I/AAAAAAAAHaY/RU9FJq3eAxM/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601609961560643394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxD-f-mmOn8/TbzqlzlbWFI/AAAAAAAAHao/2fXZGdjDFk4/s1600/10%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxD-f-mmOn8/TbzqlzlbWFI/AAAAAAAAHao/2fXZGdjDFk4/s400/10%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601609971765303378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Geomancer&lt;/span&gt; who I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;He's actually my eldest brother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!! Too young to be true? *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People pay him hundreds to thousands to see their house's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Fengshui&lt;/span&gt;, mine is obviously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt;, plus free consultations on everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to thank him though. Didn't know that his chants can be THAT powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we decided on that particular unit, I told him that I'm afraid it might be chosen before my turn cos my queue number was only 65 and there's 120 units available for selection. So he went to "do something" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the gate and on the day of my selection, all the units in that block were taken except for this particular one, which is the highest among all, still left available. And mind you, my appointment was in day 11 at 4.30pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment after I signed the documents, I called him and he said, "I know you got it, Congrats. I used many power for you, you know?" And my replied was, "WOW, you're fucking amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound crazy I know.&lt;br /&gt;Even I can't imagine I was into all these myself.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not is up to you all to decide.&lt;br /&gt;I only can say that I won't be believing it until I saw this myself, scare the hell out of me man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, decided on my interior designer and started the discussion and planning been 2 months. Finally all renovation works gonna start from next week onwards.&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise again, my designer who is the boss of this interior design company, became my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt; customer and I got super good discount from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;, am I lucky or what? *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGo8ZdBvg2E/Tbzqk2TkWQI/AAAAAAAAHaQ/LNSj8sd9J94/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGo8ZdBvg2E/Tbzqk2TkWQI/AAAAAAAAHaQ/LNSj8sd9J94/s400/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601609955315833090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the designer's place for quoting.&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about his service again once THE BIG PROJECT starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected completion date will be 4 months from now cos I'm whacking the whole flat, including the two toilets and kitchen. To be exact, nothing will be left untouched other than the toilet bowls and water pipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm super broke now.&lt;br /&gt;I've been roaming around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Balestier&lt;/span&gt; Road instead of Orchard every weekend now for home shopping. Whenever I starts complaining, hubby will say, "For the sake of our future home, please....." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*melting my heart*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I hope it super worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing gonna be as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;satisfying&lt;/span&gt; as having a nest of our own. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5412309058589028784?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5412309058589028784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5412309058589028784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2011/05/key-to-our-love-nest.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24J-dsBZGfM/TbzuLZ1wPMI/AAAAAAAAHaw/JQT_9eZlsC0/s72-c/DSC_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5407277694576717607</id><published>2011-04-23T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:29:54.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROM'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam finally over. Left with 7 more weeks of attachment and I'm done with the whole course. I hope this gonna be the last phase of my student life. Going through exams, projects and presentation is getting on my nerve already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I apologise for neglecting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;So in order to compensate for it, I'm gonna reveal the preparation of my ROM in this entry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Been in love with you for 7 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;And will continue loving you in the years to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oE_vncdtx9o/TbLAnbHqwII/AAAAAAAAHZo/Nh_M7a9SBsk/s1600/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oE_vncdtx9o/TbLAnbHqwII/AAAAAAAAHZo/Nh_M7a9SBsk/s400/edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598749070302298242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Seventh Anniversary my love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I realised our celebration is getting simpler each year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;and I no longer demand for gifts and roses from you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;But honey, it's not a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos I once almost lose you, therefore I learned that nothing is even more important than having you in love with me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;The best gift that you can ever give, is wanting to my hands till old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;And I felt it every time when you smile, telling me how much you are looking forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PChjeqxgsO0/TbLAnIC7YRI/AAAAAAAAHZg/-ITMNVHWlvc/s1600/rom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PChjeqxgsO0/TbLAnIC7YRI/AAAAAAAAHZg/-ITMNVHWlvc/s400/rom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598749065182142738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The invitation cards that are sent to our close friends for attending the celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: I know all my readers know my boyfriend as Sky. Nope, I did not change my partner. Just that he changed his name to Ryan when he went over to UK for his studies. At first I thought he uses this name to hook other girls, but it was because people is telling him that Sky is an awkward name for the English, that's why. Same as you guys, I felt weird too at first and is still trying to correct my friends from calling him the wrong name. Whatever it is, to prevent confusion, just call him Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meng&lt;/span&gt; will never go wrong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 Things to note for the day to say I DO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen in the above picture, 11 June 2011 gonna be the day we are announced as Husband and Wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, we chose the date 22 October 2011, which is a Saturday between our birthdays. But our flat came so much earlier than we expected, we got to bring forward our ROM in order to submit our marriage certificate within the time frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we thought it could be better if we are able to do it on our 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year anniversary, unfortunately the wedding bands is unable to arrive on time. Then again, we suggested 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; June, which is the date when he proposed to me two years ago. Sadly, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; calendar stated that it will be a bad day to get married. So finally, we decided on 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; June, a good day for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; calendar, also the day we started our very first overseas trip together, where all the sweet memories and the proposal plans took place. Quite memorable also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; huh. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we settled with the date, we started to search for a good place for solemnisation. As much as we wanted everything to fall within our budget, we realised that booking a venue for solemnisation can easily hit up to 2.5K and above, with only maximum 4 to 6 hours of hosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what we wanted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. Especially to accommodate babies, elderly and youngsters together is a even more difficult task for us. Moreover, we gonna host a grand wedding next year, it's just a ceremony which I don't think I wanted to splurge so much money on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, when I was thinking if I should go Maldives for my honeymoon, I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fann&lt;/span&gt; Wong's wedding pictures and thinking that solemnising in a hotel's suite can be a good idea. Putting into consideration that the venue name will be printed out on our marriage cert, we chose one which I would dying to stay in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HU-h7LF1ICQ/TbLWrAd8MKI/AAAAAAAAHaA/4GHKILmd9gg/s1600/orchid-suite_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HU-h7LF1ICQ/TbLWrAd8MKI/AAAAAAAAHaA/4GHKILmd9gg/s400/orchid-suite_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598773321123246242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Bay Sands.&lt;br /&gt;We finalised on Orchid Suite, given the crazy rates per night, we felt that it's more worthwhile than having it elsewhere, at least I'm staying more than 20 hours here. I wanted a more private, cosy and family kind of ceremony. And this just fits me perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Guests List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the limitation of guests allowed in the room, I got to divide the whole thing into two parts, which I think would be a better idea though. Only our parents and siblings are invited to witness our exchanging of vows, then we will bring them for dinner. Later in the evening, friends who are selected to be our Groomsman and Bridesmaid will join in the party till late. A very nontraditional kind of wedding I would say, I always have weird thinking different from the others. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding ring has been worn on the third finger of the left hand since Roman times. The Romans believed that the vein in that finger runs directly to the heart. The wedding ring is a never-ending circle, which symbolizes everlasting love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u8VPi3YAChk/TbLAnLgoP2I/AAAAAAAAHZY/39e6NLQe0rs/s1600/cartier_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u8VPi3YAChk/TbLAnLgoP2I/AAAAAAAAHZY/39e6NLQe0rs/s400/cartier_box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598749066112024418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling my wish of always wanting a ring from Cartier, we got love at first sight on a same pair of it. So we sort of like lessen a lot of hassle from ring-shopping and trying out on different pairs. The only reason we took a long time to decide was because of the price. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;costs&lt;/span&gt; us $4.5K a pair. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;WOOTs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a couple who are preparing a wedding and renovating a home like us, we struggled a lot if we should just get it or purchase any from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Goldheart&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sookee&lt;/span&gt;, which cost only about half of the price than this. And the remaining amount of money can be used to buy other home appliances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want one ring to wear for a lifetime, because it's this ring that he gave, with all the promises made during the exchanging of vows. It took my heart away when he told me that he saved on proposal ring, and gave me this instead. Fair enough, I do not need so many rings, just one, which will be with me for a lifetime. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Wedding Dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a ROM dress in the package that I signed with My Dream Wedding. But later on I realised that I forgot to negotiate for a tea dress for my Actual Day. So, to save $200 for the rental, I swapped my ROM dress to tea dress since I'm not doing "big" for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;solemnisation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started shopping for my dress and spotted this from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ASOS&lt;/span&gt; which only cost me 50bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LzJW6fQJAjI/TbLWq-hu_1I/AAAAAAAAHZ4/BHNNW5swa_Q/s1600/DSCF4049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LzJW6fQJAjI/TbLWq-hu_1I/AAAAAAAAHZ4/BHNNW5swa_Q/s400/DSCF4049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598773320602287954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple and nice, very me cos it's very short too! *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;! I hope you enjoyed the post and it's useful for you when it's your turn to get married! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again on the next post for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lovenest's&lt;/span&gt; renovation, stay tuned! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5407277694576717607?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5407277694576717607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5407277694576717607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2011/04/exam-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oE_vncdtx9o/TbLAnbHqwII/AAAAAAAAHZo/Nh_M7a9SBsk/s72-c/edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5585332916000706834</id><published>2011-03-19T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T01:41:46.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LOVE IS in the AIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5579884737723922130"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TW-7mv-odtI/AAAAAAAAHZE/dZRp1j7Xsjg/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Busy Elene = Busy Student, Busy Girlfriend, Busy wife-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ring Ring Ring.&lt;br /&gt;I heard many wedding bells are ringing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had received 5 good news of friends getting married soon! And they are all faster than me to get ROM! Aiyoh.. why like that? All snatching my limelights. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. I know I know.. My close friends are complaining to me that they are waiting till they sian already. I always thought ROM is a very simple affair. Source for a good date, got slot den sign and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Mr.boyfriend says, my expectation very high, even ROM only also wan to be so perfect. Pledging our love is a once in a life time thing, it of course have to leave the sweetest memory in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;First, the date must be a meaningful one for me to remember.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the venue must be a nice one for everyone to party and celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Thirdly, sourcing for a good soleminiser who is sincere and humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Fourthly, everything must be within our budget but yet can be so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, little details and decoration have to add in for a "love is in the air" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted to blog about my detailed plans, I decided to keep it as a secret first till everything is finalised. I foresee myself to have lesser time to blog as my exam is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too many things to do during my weekend off, too many shopping to be done for a great beginning. Moreover, I can never be interested to source for renovation information, just like how hubby can never like to source for wedding info. Therefore, I'm doing all the planning for ROM and Actual Day wedding while he's in-charge of all the renovation and furnitures details. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5579884737723922130"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5579884713347814306"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TW-7lVK6k6I/AAAAAAAAHZA/c6X-1lriTnI/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Been to my interior designer's office for my flat's renovation details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5579884689633404162"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TW-7j809ZQI/AAAAAAAAHY4/SnL_MVTSMIs/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And shopping for the necessaries for friends who is invited to my party. See, I'm so thoughtful to you all even though you all always teach my fiance to bully his fiancee. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5579884696470418610"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TW-7kWTB9LI/AAAAAAAAHY8/zQUWgs2Ccts/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="320" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, even though many quarrels arises over the over-budget issues ever since we decided to get married, I'm enjoying the planning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed being the wedding planner for my own wedding and it has been my dream to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5585332916000706834?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5585332916000706834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5585332916000706834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TW-7mv-odtI/AAAAAAAAHZE/dZRp1j7Xsjg/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5734702411678210836</id><published>2011-01-08T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:36:25.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First post of 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read my last year's resolution and realised that most of the happy things that I've been anticipating happened, coming along with many unexpected surprises!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year passed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since my 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday, I felt myself getting older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, maybe Mature is the right word to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I wasn't that looking forward to my 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday at all.&lt;br /&gt;And please don't remind me that I'm 25th this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think 2010 was a goal-setting year for me.&lt;/div&gt;It was the year where I finally realised what are those things I really wanted to achieve and who are the people I should really treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9HNXbBo1I/AAAAAAAAHYY/RyplLwrphD4/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557238760149721938" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9HNXbBo1I/AAAAAAAAHYY/RyplLwrphD4/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was a year I trained myself to be real independent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Be it that I leave away from home again for the second time and went for a one month holiday in Europe; or after going through the longest 6 months separation with hubby, I am now no longer rely on him like how I used to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really doesn't matter if he had time for me, because my schedule is always busier than his. And he is always complaining that my school work is never ending, one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal and aim now is to have a stable career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was because of my desires for achievement, or I just wanna prove to myself that I'm capable in doing it. I had completed my degree course in November, and am now whining everyday about this additional diploma course that I'm taking. Yet, a inner part of me wanted to challenge Master of Paediatric Oncology course in UK in a few years to come. I MUST BE CRAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, many are asking me, do I really wanna leave my family and fly over to UK for the Master course since I'm settling down with hubby soon? My answer is, I really don't know what is going to happen in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that I finished up my studies first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, it's time for me to enjoy doing things I love to do and settle down for my family. No doubt I missed out many fun which I supposed to have at my age though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead of using the money to doll myself up, I threw it on my school fees. Instead of saving up for my marriage, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;slurged&lt;/span&gt; it on my holiday-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;. Instead of partying my youth away, I spend most of my time at work and on assignments. Seriously, I don't know if I were to regret that my youth is wasted at such a pathetic way. But one thing for sure, I've accomplished my achievement at the age of 25. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, different people set their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;priorties&lt;/span&gt; differently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9FsJG00kI/AAAAAAAAHYQ/nfZ8pspoJ6o/s1600/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 266px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557237089859588674" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9FsJG00kI/AAAAAAAAHYQ/nfZ8pspoJ6o/s400/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I proudly declared that my best hobby is travelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the feeling of going to a stranger country, experiencing their culture and adapt to their lifestyle. I enjoy seeing people and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;artitectures&lt;/span&gt; from the different countries. I always feel so lucky to have the chance to experience these, being able to travel half of the Europe. Though I can never be an air-stewardess anymore, I still can fulfill my dream of touring around the world without needing to serve people in the air. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now, I still can't explain my love for Europe.&lt;/div&gt;I just simply can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having the urge of returning to Manchester and Paris again.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, in these few years time, I'll make a return. When it comes to travelling, I can always somehow make it possible to do the things I wanted to do and going places I wanted to go. And the best thing is, hubby is having the same feeling as I do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I targeted myself that for every 6 months, I must give myself a break and pamper myself by travelling to somewhere new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9Fr0UHXcI/AAAAAAAAHYI/bC-zE_txEBU/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557237084278185410" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9Fr0UHXcI/AAAAAAAAHYI/bC-zE_txEBU/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And my him, being my best travel and shopping mate, gonna be my best companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna be the man of my life, the one who gonna share the same pillow with me.&lt;br /&gt;The man who I dated for years, is finally settling down and starting a family with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years of waiting and suffering is finally coming to an end. And it's not gonna be easy to accept the fact that I'm finally going to stop behaving like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;spoilted&lt;/span&gt; girl cos I'm going be some one's wife soon. My job in the future is to learn to give in a little, doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;housechores&lt;/span&gt; and take care of my little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the proposal, I've been saying about wedding plans.&lt;br /&gt;And finally it's 2011, I'm gonna face the reality soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be the year I'll be officially become Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Teo&lt;/span&gt;, at the second half of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Coming along with our new flat where we can call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOME.Our LOVE NEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my once in a life time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;som&lt;/span&gt;-bah-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; to be his first and only wife, will be soon preparing our big event of customary wedding which will be taking place next year. So my first new year wish will be able to strike 4D cos I need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting married is one thing, still hoping for having spare cash for holiday is another!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9Fr3g4f8I/AAAAAAAAHYA/01qz6HYnaTQ/s1600/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557237085137043394" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9Fr3g4f8I/AAAAAAAAHYA/01qz6HYnaTQ/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum, being my greatest motivation towards my achievement, is always been there to support me always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it my stressful workload or quarrels with hubby, she is always the first to listen to my complaints and advised me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad, I'm so gonna make you feel proud of me this year.&lt;br /&gt;In 2011, I finally able to fullfill your wish to don on the graduation robe and motar board.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I think, the best present for you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that I wished for is good health for my folks and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9FrmGd65I/AAAAAAAAHX4/D6hwPGiPdyQ/s1600/71715_448450899914_546469914_5451691_5501449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 299px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557237080462846866" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9FrmGd65I/AAAAAAAAHX4/D6hwPGiPdyQ/s400/71715_448450899914_546469914_5451691_5501449_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my bunch of good friends, we had drifted apart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bcos&lt;/span&gt; we are always so busy with our own stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised when we gets older, the lesser friends we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, you don't need to have many friends, just a few will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! You all should be damn proud to be my friends cos I do selections to hang out with those sincere ones only! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'm looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Participating on the creation of my love nest with my English style Modern Design&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My very private and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;intimate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Solemnisation&lt;/span&gt; with my Mr Teo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduate from my blood-sucking Advanced Diploma Course&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My University Graduation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continue my love-hate job in my ward&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honeymoon after my ROM (yet to decide on the destination)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! That's all for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9FrQ41f5I/AAAAAAAAHXw/6bL1RuiE3Eg/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 266px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557237074768527250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9FrQ41f5I/AAAAAAAAHXw/6bL1RuiE3Eg/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's leave the past behind, because time will only move forward and it won't stop for your memories.&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/36625805-5734702411678210836?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5734702411678210836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5734702411678210836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-post-of-2011-i-read-my-last-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TR9HNXbBo1I/AAAAAAAAHYY/RyplLwrphD4/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-6357073392772762577</id><published>2010-12-30T11:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:52:05.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first planning the clubbing session with hubby ever since he's back.&lt;br /&gt;For once after so long, I felt like I should do something wildful like how I used to be in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reality is cruel, I realised how much I've aged.&lt;br /&gt;Even if things doesn't goes the way I want it to be, I just have to accept the fact.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of changing things to suit my way, perhaps I just have to change myself to suit the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Very much an insane night which everyone really drink, drank and drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I had self control to limit myself in alcohol, and seeing all the "amazing stunts" my dearly friends created! LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_Vxm0-CI/AAAAAAAAHXg/bpFKnEZnPbw/s1600/blog%2B%252823%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315314850166818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_Vxm0-CI/AAAAAAAAHXg/bpFKnEZnPbw/s400/blog%2B%252823%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gang of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VnZp_3I/AAAAAAAAHXY/1uE9_oSvj60/s1600/blog%2B%252824%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315312110567282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VnZp_3I/AAAAAAAAHXY/1uE9_oSvj60/s400/blog%2B%252824%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my gang of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will never put them altogether again. It spelled CRAZY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VfdKQiI/AAAAAAAAHXQ/HGx4Tx1yry8/s1600/blog%2B%252825%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315309977780770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VfdKQiI/AAAAAAAAHXQ/HGx4Tx1yry8/s400/blog%2B%252825%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof! She jus simply busy with her phone the whole night lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VZI1R8I/AAAAAAAAHXI/iHWsO6VSF4s/s1600/blog%2B%252826%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315308281907138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VZI1R8I/AAAAAAAAHXI/iHWsO6VSF4s/s400/blog%2B%252826%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what am I going to be like if you're not around with me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VKXLrmI/AAAAAAAAHXA/43J94msoKOE/s1600/blog%2B%252827%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315304315563618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_VKXLrmI/AAAAAAAAHXA/43J94msoKOE/s400/blog%2B%252827%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_KjZrHCI/AAAAAAAAHW4/qebCHRYytLI/s1600/blog%2B%252828%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315122058337314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_KjZrHCI/AAAAAAAAHW4/qebCHRYytLI/s400/blog%2B%252828%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_KKaG4QI/AAAAAAAAHWw/TiCz3nvTr48/s1600/blog%2B%252829%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315115349270786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_KKaG4QI/AAAAAAAAHWw/TiCz3nvTr48/s400/blog%2B%252829%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 80% high, He's 80% drunk. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_KJhMH-I/AAAAAAAAHWo/O0WcVpuhP6o/s1600/blog%2B%252830%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315115110539234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_KJhMH-I/AAAAAAAAHWo/O0WcVpuhP6o/s400/blog%2B%252830%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_JzcpYiI/AAAAAAAAHWg/-hRwiBenMac/s1600/blog%2B%252831%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315109185905186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_JzcpYiI/AAAAAAAAHWg/-hRwiBenMac/s400/blog%2B%252831%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_JtqyVgI/AAAAAAAAHWY/CZxF02o7WNs/s1600/blog%2B%252832%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556315107634599426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_JtqyVgI/AAAAAAAAHWY/CZxF02o7WNs/s400/blog%2B%252832%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8qSm5wI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/oszTXMtw3uQ/s1600/blog%2B%252833%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556314883389581058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8qSm5wI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/oszTXMtw3uQ/s400/blog%2B%252833%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8qjuq1I/AAAAAAAAHWI/bNTITp98cNY/s1600/blog%2B%252834%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556314883461393234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8qjuq1I/AAAAAAAAHWI/bNTITp98cNY/s400/blog%2B%252834%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8R4VYXI/AAAAAAAAHWA/j1_-21ozMO4/s1600/blog%2B%252835%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556314876836929906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8R4VYXI/AAAAAAAAHWA/j1_-21ozMO4/s400/blog%2B%252835%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the evidence that made my boyfriend gone case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8L9uMyI/AAAAAAAAHV4/kORBFTKalFg/s1600/blog%2B%252836%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556314875248915234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8L9uMyI/AAAAAAAAHV4/kORBFTKalFg/s400/blog%2B%252836%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the last picture we took when we were sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8GXU0nI/AAAAAAAAHVw/qqglvaN8Cho/s1600/blog%2B%252837%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556314873745691250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv-8GXU0nI/AAAAAAAAHVw/qqglvaN8Cho/s400/blog%2B%252837%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you made it anot have to depend on yourself liao. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night gonna be the funniest night ever in my 2010 diary.&lt;br /&gt;And I can never imagine what it gonna become during our Bachelor's and Hen's night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, I don't wanna carry a heavy drunkard home anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine hubby is double my weight and I got to drag him home, still got to answer all his retarded "Do you love me?" and " Do you know I love you very much?" questions.&lt;br /&gt;It's not fun at all lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-6357073392772762577?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6357073392772762577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6357073392772762577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/12/dragonfly-first-planning-clubbing.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv_Vxm0-CI/AAAAAAAAHXg/bpFKnEZnPbw/s72-c/blog%2B%252823%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-7745425223831818776</id><published>2010-12-30T10:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:22:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The last few days of December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I found an awesome way to upload pics to blogger at ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just within a minute and all my pics are up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I must say one reason which always stop me from blogging is uploading pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It always took me long long waiting time to load, yet I always didn't like my post without pictures. So I often just cancelled the uploading and decided not to blog in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My Nuffnang showed that my viewership is dropping badly!! HELP!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm trying to clear my back dated posts with MEGA MASSIVE pictures upload!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Please click my ads before u leave okok? *XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hard Rock Hotel at Resort World Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 December 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv7Rnb6B_I/AAAAAAAAHVo/HEtChu4BSkM/s1600/blog%2B%25287%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv7Rnb6B_I/AAAAAAAAHVo/HEtChu4BSkM/s400/blog%2B%25287%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556310845354018802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time staying in Singapore's Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;And it's awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;No need to go overseas yet having a feel of "relax"for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be my study week for my Bio exam. But believe me, it was a boost that I actually did well for it! I'm so gonna bug hubby to bring me for hotel stay before my exam next time! *kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1Z2rDojI/AAAAAAAAHVg/qEr3yUw7Ycc/s1600/blog%2B%25288%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1Z2rDojI/AAAAAAAAHVg/qEr3yUw7Ycc/s400/blog%2B%25288%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556304389813281330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1ZBp_J8I/AAAAAAAAHVY/CL-mMzAuzLI/s1600/blog%2B%25289%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1ZBp_J8I/AAAAAAAAHVY/CL-mMzAuzLI/s400/blog%2B%25289%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556304375581714370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tiggy.. he accompanied me travelling around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Never abandon him, no matter where I go! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1Y2Qjg9I/AAAAAAAAHVQ/IcrOgljYtfs/s1600/blog%2B%252810%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1Y2Qjg9I/AAAAAAAAHVQ/IcrOgljYtfs/s400/blog%2B%252810%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556304372522255314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1YVBriMI/AAAAAAAAHVI/l5WJwk1-9B4/s1600/blog%2B%252811%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1YVBriMI/AAAAAAAAHVI/l5WJwk1-9B4/s400/blog%2B%252811%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556304363601496258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room have the feel of how I wan my bedroom to be like.&lt;br /&gt;So we went crazyily snapping photos of the wall designs to toilet appliances. *LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1YC_onDI/AAAAAAAAHVA/PxZ3WY_OOcA/s1600/blog%2B%252812%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1YC_onDI/AAAAAAAAHVA/PxZ3WY_OOcA/s400/blog%2B%252812%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556304358761077810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1Atx1BTI/AAAAAAAAHU4/TXsTZ462WtI/s1600/blog%2B%252813%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1Atx1BTI/AAAAAAAAHU4/TXsTZ462WtI/s400/blog%2B%252813%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303957929035058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so in love with this couch.&lt;br /&gt;Selfish guy, who always prefer to be with himself, leaving me nowhere to sit beside him. *sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1AKwIMaI/AAAAAAAAHUw/LJxw7VIvMq0/s1600/blog%2B%252814%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv1AKwIMaI/AAAAAAAAHUw/LJxw7VIvMq0/s400/blog%2B%252814%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303948526662050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me, super max love the bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;I spend more nearly two hours inside and god knows what I'm doing in this lovely corner with me and myself. *LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0_7wh0EI/AAAAAAAAHUo/TbUDimYS3-4/s1600/blog%2B%252815%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0_7wh0EI/AAAAAAAAHUo/TbUDimYS3-4/s400/blog%2B%252815%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303944501809218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0_YpoAyI/AAAAAAAAHUg/SuGhrafXHVs/s1600/blog%2B%252816%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0_YpoAyI/AAAAAAAAHUg/SuGhrafXHVs/s400/blog%2B%252816%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303935077614370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to St.James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0_E873hI/AAAAAAAAHUY/yga8wQ3BiJY/s1600/blog%2B%252817%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0_E873hI/AAAAAAAAHUY/yga8wQ3BiJY/s400/blog%2B%252817%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303929789898258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who so siao? Exam coming liao still go St James one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0JcrXGDI/AAAAAAAAHUQ/gIv5JxPFenA/s1600/blog%2B%252818%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0JcrXGDI/AAAAAAAAHUQ/gIv5JxPFenA/s400/blog%2B%252818%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303008445700146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Bling lift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0I11M7fI/AAAAAAAAHUI/y5EmNYuRPug/s1600/blog%2B%252819%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0I11M7fI/AAAAAAAAHUI/y5EmNYuRPug/s400/blog%2B%252819%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302998017994226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I din bring tiggy to St.James.&lt;br /&gt;I left him in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0Ipz1yTI/AAAAAAAAHUA/kwT3WlH-Sqs/s1600/blog%2B%252822%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0Ipz1yTI/AAAAAAAAHUA/kwT3WlH-Sqs/s400/blog%2B%252822%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302994791057714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I look like Jappy girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0IUTrZgI/AAAAAAAAHT4/kL-DI4Pb3Js/s1600/blog%2B%252820%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0IUTrZgI/AAAAAAAAHT4/kL-DI4Pb3Js/s400/blog%2B%252820%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302989019014658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0IA8QuII/AAAAAAAAHTw/f3G5Q9ry0Rs/s1600/blog%2B%252821%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv0IA8QuII/AAAAAAAAHTw/f3G5Q9ry0Rs/s400/blog%2B%252821%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302983820523650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only had 3hrs of sleep and awake for widespread of breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo~~ I'm looking for hotel for our anniversary liao.&lt;br /&gt;Jus before our major exam. Hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-7745425223831818776?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7745425223831818776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7745425223831818776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-few-days-of-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TRv7Rnb6B_I/AAAAAAAAHVo/HEtChu4BSkM/s72-c/blog%2B%25287%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-7781580160957237250</id><published>2010-12-11T00:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T01:28:41.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish I have more than 24 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TQJXqW2GKGI/AAAAAAAAHTc/Tbbb2SXVKaI/s1600/DSCF3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TQJXqW2GKGI/AAAAAAAAHTc/Tbbb2SXVKaI/s400/DSCF3895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549094076072470626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcos I always have endless articles to read, multiple projects to do, many homework to complete. And I often felt very guilty that I neglected Hubby somehow. Imagine I used to feel so uneasy without seeing him one day, but now I'm always like pushing his dinner date one day after another until Friday. To the extent that he got to ask me why am I always so busy and so much work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad. I thought it's a good thing that I have a temporary break for having a weekend off and no more shift works. But "regretted" actually came to my mind before. However, without sacrificing, I think there won't be any fruitful ending as well.  So no matter what, I'll still endure it. JIA YOU ELENE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna thanks hubby and mummy for giving me the constant support. Their listening ear and patience for hearing all my whinnings, helped me so much on releasing my emotional stress. I can't ask for any better when I have two guardian angels being there for me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got so much to blog but I couldn't find time. Even during the journey to and from school, I'm always dozing off on the train. The schedule is too pack now that my body is shouting for a BREAK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So knowing that I wanted so badly for a holiday trip to anywhere, as long as I'm out of Singapore, my sweetie pie is sponsoring me to KL for X'mas!! Despite the fact that we gonna save up for our new flat and renovation, he's very willingly to spend a little lesser on himself and pay for the coach tickets and hotel. *melts~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I just told hubby that I wanted to go back to Manchester and Paris next year so much. I just can't explain how much I'm in love with Europe. Inititally, he thought I was just hinting him that Cartier ring is cheaper over there. But well, I listed a whole chunk of good things we can bring in for our love nest. And I bet he must be calculating his fiancial out now and to see if it's possible for us to visit back again anytime soon. *HOHOHO~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm being a good girl too. Been refraining myself from Watsons now which I can easily spend more than 200bucks each time I went in there. Everytime I picked up something, I'll ask myself several times is it neccessary for me to spend on them. Gosh, setting up my mini family is so headache can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should believe all my choices are wise ones. At least, I go on with my planning in life, step by step. I strived for my dream and I'm proud of what I have now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TQJXqPxr2mI/AAAAAAAAHTU/da3yKPltRI4/s1600/DSCF3901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TQJXqPxr2mI/AAAAAAAAHTU/da3yKPltRI4/s400/DSCF3901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549094074174921314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm turning in now.&lt;br /&gt;If I manage to finish up my presentation slides tomorrow, I'll be blogging before I head down for St James alright? Ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-7781580160957237250?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7781580160957237250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7781580160957237250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-i-have-more-than-24-hours-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TQJXqW2GKGI/AAAAAAAAHTc/Tbbb2SXVKaI/s72-c/DSCF3895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4382216031161732018</id><published>2010-11-14T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T00:41:10.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1Altitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wan my solemnisation as perfect as my customary wedding, I didn't know that planning for an ideal one can be such a hassle. Still, I want it to be simple and well-planned bcos I only get to exchange my wedding vows with him once in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always tell him, since we got to used months to plan for our Europe trip, den we gonna use at least a year time to plan for the moment where we say "I Do". Sourcing for a place where I have the feeling to say it at the right moment is like so difficult lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday, Sky and I attended this wedding fair at one of the tallest building in Singapore. We knew that we couldn't spend so much on our solemnisation as we still have to fork out pretty much amount for our customary. But we never expect the price which they quoted us will be that deep as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539255904969202482"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9j5besmzI/AAAAAAAAHSU/kHliXZZBuSk/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking view indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the super blurred picture. I forgot to bring my camera along and used my pathetic iphone camera instead. What a waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna get your wedding vows exchanged over here, it gonna cost you $12,000 for 3 hours thing. WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539255922776897506"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9j6d0Yd-I/AAAAAAAAHSY/RukC41zkjMs/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539255941176368578"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9j7iXKHcI/AAAAAAAAHSc/h7PoN3NO8M8/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539255964552138818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9j85cYEEI/AAAAAAAAHSg/E-Ba8PJT3es/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Super good view and nice ambience.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's more suitable for couples who doesn't need to hold customary banquet bah.. Defintely it's a no for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite sian 1/2 in the first place after we know about the price.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow or rather, the "feeling" was just not right when we visited the site.&lt;br /&gt;No feel, no luck, no money. Shall continue finding my right venue then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539255982209824130"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9j97OS9YI/AAAAAAAAHSk/LAQQ0Snr95g/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539256000981105474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9j_BJt-0I/AAAAAAAAHSo/GfV-58AigDM/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539256019690343074"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9kAG2WSqI/AAAAAAAAHSs/1ltCEmO2uyg/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the buffet time, the food was the only thing that perk us up..&lt;br /&gt;We thought we can take this as our date, having a tea-time buffet at the highest peak wasn't that bad afterall.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539256043166272738"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9kBeTcjOI/AAAAAAAAHSw/hwvojSaNarI/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;His favourite red wine + my favourite Tiramisu.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how many servings we had.. *Kekekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539256068278690594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9kC72toyI/AAAAAAAAHS0/WxTv7ytTB8E/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a super filling buffet and headed home with a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539256108567556882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9kFR8U8xI/AAAAAAAAHS8/NYbvFuhke5A/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was the package I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Super good customer service from them.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to try out their gown, one year later. LOLs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5539256091536555330"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9kESf0fUI/AAAAAAAAHS4/ucRs2nvRFkI/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, a super random post, about me being a wedding planner for my own wedding.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a wish come true and I'm gonna be the gorgeous bride ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I found my right one that makes me feel absolutely loved.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4382216031161732018?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4382216031161732018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4382216031161732018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/11/tea-time-buffet-at-1altitude-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TN9j5besmzI/AAAAAAAAHSU/kHliXZZBuSk/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4819722318838158228</id><published>2010-11-01T21:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:32:58.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elene's 24th Birthday Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been busy with my school work and hardly had the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Finally completed the last module of my university and kissed goodbye to degree assignments~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell'ya, I'm screaming for help very soon cos the assignment in advance diploma course is overloading!! Why so siao one? Already 6 assignments on hand and working with people who can least understand you during the meeting is really killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I always make it to a point that I work like a madwoman on weekdays and reserve my weekends to babylove and family. Now that I'm having a very healthy lifestyle of having proper meals everyday and sleep early and wake up early, I need to have a work-life balance lifestyle too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 October 2010, Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LebB5U5I/AAAAAAAAHRg/Plf7xbDnNos/s1600/DSCF3670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LebB5U5I/AAAAAAAAHRg/Plf7xbDnNos/s400/DSCF3670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584715597140882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I craving for Rive Gauche's Guanaja cake, Hubby promised to buy me a big one on my actual birthday. But my brotherly part-time bf grabbed the chance before him! I'm a happy girl~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LeKMla2I/AAAAAAAAHRY/X2ohVkyhPNQ/s1600/DSCF3671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LeKMla2I/AAAAAAAAHRY/X2ohVkyhPNQ/s400/DSCF3671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584711078570850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LdLdy-yI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/Ozm7VSZ55zc/s1600/DSCF3673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LdLdy-yI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/Ozm7VSZ55zc/s400/DSCF3673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584694239329058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice time with the gang at Selegie.&lt;br /&gt;Though my pathetic amount of beer+baileys still made me vomitted like a useless lady. Lols~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Lc87uHrI/AAAAAAAAHRI/Qy6HWgxfpTs/s1600/DSCF3697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Lc87uHrI/AAAAAAAAHRI/Qy6HWgxfpTs/s400/DSCF3697.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584690338307762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss this lady of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I gonna squeeze time out for her, just only her soon. Very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9 October 2010, Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LctJ0EVI/AAAAAAAAHRA/UaJZNNBpkRE/s1600/DSCF3705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LctJ0EVI/AAAAAAAAHRA/UaJZNNBpkRE/s400/DSCF3705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584686102450514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A planned precelebration with love.&lt;br /&gt;He stunned me by tearing my knight's bumper into something I dun really approve cos it's so ah beng!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7JfCDGPvI/AAAAAAAAHQ4/vWqAo2o8yps/s1600/DSCF3712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7JfCDGPvI/AAAAAAAAHQ4/vWqAo2o8yps/s400/DSCF3712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534582527047909106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, don't forget October is his birthday as well.&lt;br /&gt;At least now I dun have to mistaken people's car as ours cos of the same design.&lt;br /&gt;What a good way to console myself~ *shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den he drove me to a surprise place where I really had no idea where he's bringing me to. Hmm.. heard of Passion Kites? It's a warehouse which sell hundreds of kites. And yea, that's my birthday present. And I always thought kites are selling at less than $10. I didn't know that a good kite and string can adds up to hundreds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying a kite up had always been my wish. I always wanted to pinic with him and fly kite together during the school times but he always didn't have the time for me. So, ta-dah! A sweet surprise for me! Though he said the design I chose was ugly and he bought the one he chose instead. *Duhz~ Had a great time trying to put the kite up with him and mummy. LOLs.. I laughed so hard on our sillyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10 October 2010, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove down to Commonwealth and ta-paoed zi char for my family. My birthday treats for them! I love the milky spare-ribs so so so much! *yummylicious~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 October 2010, Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning from 23 to 24 years old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Jew-mkEI/AAAAAAAAHQw/5KFv_f1Gd-Q/s1600/DSCF3716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Jew-mkEI/AAAAAAAAHQw/5KFv_f1Gd-Q/s400/DSCF3716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534582522465652802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most wei-da mama on earth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick after I was borned, but I'm glad that I'm able to touch people's lives with my knowledge now.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7JdwowaqI/AAAAAAAAHQo/I99VGEqDNgY/s1600/DSCF3717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7JdwowaqI/AAAAAAAAHQo/I99VGEqDNgY/s400/DSCF3717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534582505194154658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My another surprise from my bro, who used to take very good care of me when my mum was sick after delivering me. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7JdbY342I/AAAAAAAAHQg/dHL8G2P8hdE/s1600/DSCF3734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7JdbY342I/AAAAAAAAHQg/dHL8G2P8hdE/s400/DSCF3734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534582499490390882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely gift from my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;On top of this, that bought me a large Longchamp bag for school also! =D&lt;br /&gt;From colleagues became friends, I treasured the friendship~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Jc3T_ERI/AAAAAAAAHQY/cBwXARtfLlA/s1600/DSCF3758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Jc3T_ERI/AAAAAAAAHQY/cBwXARtfLlA/s400/DSCF3758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534582489806213394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another celebration with my two sweeties.. We came in to the ward at the same time and hopefully the strength within us help us to continue fighting together..&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GIRLS!&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;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hubby's 24th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7IoG2VrGI/AAAAAAAAHQQ/dACduMCNaAI/s1600/DSCF3782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7IoG2VrGI/AAAAAAAAHQQ/dACduMCNaAI/s400/DSCF3782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534581583443766370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a new look, a new start of my life as a lady who just turned 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7InTR25TI/AAAAAAAAHQI/ofIqheYWRDQ/s1600/DSCF3783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7InTR25TI/AAAAAAAAHQI/ofIqheYWRDQ/s400/DSCF3783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534581569600546098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I wanna look young!!!! *lols!&lt;br /&gt;It's a Gucci shades that Love bought for me as my bday pressie.&lt;br /&gt;All my shades are either broke or lost. Hopefully this stay with me eternally~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Im5TUGCI/AAAAAAAAHQA/m3YysWJ2HdU/s1600/DSCF3793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7Im5TUGCI/AAAAAAAAHQA/m3YysWJ2HdU/s400/DSCF3793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534581562627332130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought hubby to this place for yummy seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7ImqWNWOI/AAAAAAAAHP4/YXXTcgoGjVs/s1600/DSCF3795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7ImqWNWOI/AAAAAAAAHP4/YXXTcgoGjVs/s400/DSCF3795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534581558612941026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin prawns is their must try. It's Heavenly NICE!!&lt;br /&gt;I love pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7ImE-68DI/AAAAAAAAHPw/pXlpOvTBBLQ/s1600/DSCF3796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7ImE-68DI/AAAAAAAAHPw/pXlpOvTBBLQ/s400/DSCF3796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534581548583153714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my love!&lt;br /&gt;I bought him a Prada shades too.&lt;br /&gt;Specially imported from Spain cos Singapore already out-of-stock.&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm such a sweet gf! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 23rd birthday was the most significant one.&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's the first birthday after hubby proposed to me.&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, I made 3 wishes on my 23rd birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To get myself enrolled into Advance Diploma course.&lt;br /&gt;2. To attend hubby's graduation and tour around Europe again&lt;br /&gt;3. To get a flat with him and hopefully get ROM soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two were checked.&lt;br /&gt;And my last wish was fulfilled on hubby's birthday eve!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HDB send me an email about our flat application, out of the 689 applicants for the 120 sales of balanced flat, we got a queue number of 06x!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPLY LIKE SIAO can!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called hubby and he actually laughed for one whole minute and asked me again, IS THIS REAL??!! So he login to my Singpass again and saw it for himself. It's REAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gonna be the BEST birthday present man. After trying for the 6th time, we finally got ourselves a love nest. No matter what, we gonna get the flat this time for sure. Nevermind about the location or which level, just a decent one for us to settle down. To have a flat in Jurong is really not an easy task, especially to have one near my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are already calculating on our budget and drawing up financial plans. After the selection, very soon we gonna collect our keys by next april. *GRINs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I would rather getting an old flat than a new one bcos I wan a bigger living room and kitchen. I wonder what is HDB designer doing to design such a small space? Many have been complaining, but due to the overpopulation, there's nothing much they can do I guess. So I'm actually very happy that I get an old flat with ready to move-in condition and can now proceed our ideal plan of having "this and that" in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I failed this application again, I'm not going for BTO again. Actually we already made up our mind to just save and get a resale flat instead. Cos the long waiting time for BTO is too far for us if want to have four kids. HAhaha.. So this "gift from heaven" come at the right time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7NFQ1sN8I/AAAAAAAAHRo/ffTrWkuOOmU/s1600/DSCF3700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7NFQ1sN8I/AAAAAAAAHRo/ffTrWkuOOmU/s400/DSCF3700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534586482388121538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Oh my love, I'm so excited about our future plans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Our wedding, our love nest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;This time gonna be tough period for all the savings and preparation, but I believe all the hardwork worth the wait!!  *muacckzs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4819722318838158228?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4819722318838158228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4819722318838158228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/11/elenes-24th-birthday-celebration-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TM7LebB5U5I/AAAAAAAAHRg/Plf7xbDnNos/s72-c/DSCF3670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5995803053010948875</id><published>2010-10-19T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:15:27.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I opened up my blog page and the music started playing the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Whose blog are you reading at? Why the song so irritating one?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shoot him my evil stare*&lt;br /&gt;Him: Erm..... I think I too long never follow up blog, actually the song not bad lah.. quite jazz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. My blog is fill up with spider web.&lt;br /&gt;No fret people, Elene is now back to her full time student status and very soon I'll be updating every now and then like my poly times. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mixed feeling of going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My salary got at least $500 lesser as I have got no more allowances.&lt;br /&gt;2) Feeling so old when roaming through the crowd of teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;3) Those childish kids are getting on my nerve when queuing for something.&lt;br /&gt;4) The course is much more difficult than my degree course, and tougher than what I expect.&lt;br /&gt;5) Finally have all my weekends and public holiday off.&lt;br /&gt;6) Standard time to sleep, standard time to wake up for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the complaints, I'm still motivated to continue my studies lah..&lt;br /&gt;Like today, I had my first research meeting with my advance diploma classmates. When my school ends at 4pm, I went to Yishun to meet my degree classmates and discuss about our presentation project. At the end of the day, my brain cells is exhausted by all the stressor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, I'm looking forward to my weekend off with my babylove.&lt;br /&gt;And he's gonna send me home later and staying over again tonight. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life now is almost like married couple.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the days during the week he will be staying over at my place as his working place is just 10mins drive away from mine. And our parents could be very amazed at how do we actually managed to sleep in a single bed? Hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, finally we signed up a package with My Dream Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;The photos taken on yatch caught my attention one day when we went to their bridal show last year at Suntec. And till now, no other bridal studio could replace my interest. Then, I saw this advertisment for Bridal Overseas Wedding Show (BOWS) that My Dream Wedding is participating in the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we go the bridal fair, hubby have been telling me that he's not gonna sign up for any package as their package is always at least 4K and above, which is out of our budget at this moment. But when we actually sat down and discuss the package with the coordinator, she is so kind to throw in many extra stuffs for us that hubby actually took the form and signed, placed the deposit for the almost 5K package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether to feel happy or worry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that hubby finally took the first step for our wedding planning, yet worried that holding a wedding will be a tedious thing for us as there's so much fiancial have to be involved in it. Moreover, we are the kind where every little thing involved in wedding are gonna be paid by ourselves, our parents are not sponsoring much. With so much commitment on hand, I'm not sure if we going to handle it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my coordinator is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;She called me today and see if there's any other thing to add in, just went I realised that I forgot to inform her that I require a tea dress during the ceremony as well, and she instantly gave me a 50% off on the rental. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, Hubby &amp;amp; Baby is going to Hong Kong to have their wedding photoshoot taken, on 2012! LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be thinking about what is the rush when our wedding is 2 years later?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for those ladies interested in My Dream Wedding, they don't have such promotion showcase often, so you gonna grab fast while there's one. On top of that, my package included ROM dress, which I'll be using next year. So yea, next shopping on my list will be our Cartier wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money money money, please drop from the sky please~&lt;br /&gt;So I can continue my beauty regime and babylove can continue modifying his car while we save for our wedding~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next update: My 24th birthday celebration! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5995803053010948875?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5995803053010948875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5995803053010948875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-opened-up-my-blog-page-and-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-7350164169579604111</id><published>2010-09-13T23:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T01:58:17.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The 5 Cs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was randomly talking about 5 Cs which all girls desired with Qinhui jus now over the MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean by all girls desire = girls desire their partners to have 5 Cs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't agree with me? Ok, for a typical Singaporean girls like me, always prefer their partners to have the 5 Cs. But I have to agree that there's still a small population of girls out there doesn't really mind it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, as a typical Librian, I don't really willing to have my partner to spoon feed me for whatever I want. I always prefer to share the joy and sorrow in a 50-50 share. So, my silly actually counted himself lucky to have a girlfriend like me! *LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we made the darest move by purchasing a new toy when hubby only started working for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TI5QFezxpPI/AAAAAAAAHPg/eHG-dS1pnt8/s1600/photo-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TI5QFezxpPI/AAAAAAAAHPg/eHG-dS1pnt8/s400/photo-e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516434648675230962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grey Knight.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. A stupid name that I thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Offically ours on 09.09.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember on one of my posts, I actually mentioned about wanting to buy a car as our birthday present? The choices will be between Mitstubish EX and Honda Civic. So here come our super early birthday present that Hubby and I bought for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally prefer the Civic more than EX. But looking at the price wise, it's more rational to get EX instead because of the monthly instalment plans. But it's ok, at least we got the car of our choice. And Hubby already started eyeing on EX whenever my bro lend us his car to drive around lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TI5dO5SZjyI/AAAAAAAAHPo/EOxYkUY9S84/s1600/116372_2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TI5dO5SZjyI/AAAAAAAAHPo/EOxYkUY9S84/s400/116372_2b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516449104052981538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car's backside is always something I looking for when I choose my ideal dream car. Dont always me why, I have a fetish for that maybe.&lt;br /&gt;This one have the "fierce" look that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hubby went to the dealer's, I did not go with him. Only on the day of car collection, then saw the actual car myself. Love the backside as the rear lights is slightly different from the previous batch. Love my number plate even more cos the numbers are so CHIO!&lt;br /&gt;Seldom see such nice numbers without needing to bid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the lucky stars are shinning on us, the car dealer bought this car directly from Mitsubishi itself. Which means, no one drove it before but we got it at a second hand price from the dealer instead, so much more cheaper than buying from cycle&amp;amp;carriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, I very hard to explain..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are the first owners for this car, which everyone think that we are super heng to catch such a good deal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we that have a car to drive around, our life is even more "married life" like husband and wife than just boyfriend and girlfriend. *Duhz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the next C that I wanna pursue in 2 years time is a Carat!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy a nice diamond ear-studs for myself and hopefully hubby will buy a big 1-carat ring for me.. *puppy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 30 years old, I wanna get a Chanel Jumbo.&lt;br /&gt;By 40 years old, I wanna get a Condo for investment and plan of retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's my 5 Cs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cash, Credit Cards, Car, Carat, Condo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's yours? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-7350164169579604111?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7350164169579604111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7350164169579604111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TI5QFezxpPI/AAAAAAAAHPg/eHG-dS1pnt8/s72-c/photo-e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4114712612442697404</id><published>2010-09-06T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:36:35.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The recent updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging now while waiting for babylove to come to my place after work.&lt;br /&gt;Having an off day solely for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for work, no need to spend time with him, temporary push my uni assignment aside. I spend time in my room, sitting in front of my comp for the past 5 hours doing my things. Oh man, that was how long ago when I last spend my off day away like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life have been so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back from the long holiday is really a boost up in my working life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting excitedly for the new goals in my life to happen!!&lt;br /&gt;1. Hopefully my application of Advance Diploma in Oncology will be approved.&lt;br /&gt;2. Arrival of my new toy which Hubby and I shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told mummy that supposingly ROM date in April will be postpone till October instead as I wanna pursue another diploma cert specialising in oncology. If the application is successful, that could mean that I'm going back to a full-time student for 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna organising and preparing for ROM stuffs during the exam period while studying. Sound more logical to me that I completed all my studies and it's gonna be the right time for me to settle down and start a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mummy and daddy are like "Aiyah... why your studies like never ending one? Got degree liao still study what diploma? Aiyoh.. girl study so much for what??"&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, hubby is with me.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover it's better to give him more time to save up for a better ROM venue. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting married does not seems to be on my top priorty anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I just wanna study whatever is related to my job scope asap when I'm still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like to be a little woman behind the guy's back.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm a more independent lady who earn for my own. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrites, here's the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx9zKG3UI/AAAAAAAAHOw/lw-Bwu3sgLs/s1600/DSC03844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx9zKG3UI/AAAAAAAAHOw/lw-Bwu3sgLs/s400/DSC03844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513727519071067458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I'm posting pictures up using my lousy Sony camera.&lt;br /&gt;I used to love the stylist design, but I hate the blurry pictures taken all the time!!&lt;br /&gt;So I forsake it at a pretty good price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna use the money and invest in Panasonic Lumix 5 instead.&lt;br /&gt;It's launching at the end of this month!&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm gonna start saving up first. Not cheap though.. Hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, don't ask me about the dates.&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx9cEK7AI/AAAAAAAAHOo/eZUejZ8wYZw/s1600/DSC03981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx9cEK7AI/AAAAAAAAHOo/eZUejZ8wYZw/s400/DSC03981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513727512872152066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandos in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hubby's favourite.&lt;br /&gt;So I brought him in surprise when I suggested JB trip that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, he was delighted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx7lC_nKI/AAAAAAAAHOg/nnTF2ooSnFY/s1600/DSC03983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx7lC_nKI/AAAAAAAAHOg/nnTF2ooSnFY/s400/DSC03983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513727480923397282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a nice girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;Though I die die refused Nandos when I was in Manchester as I'm so sick of western, I bugged him to bring me to Dim Sum every day! LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx7O-HJqI/AAAAAAAAHOY/55ylN83gVU8/s1600/DSC03986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx7O-HJqI/AAAAAAAAHOY/55ylN83gVU8/s400/DSC03986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513727474997339810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very chinese, still prefer rice than french fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx6lElUmI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/bDrIg4JysaA/s1600/DSC03987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx6lElUmI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/bDrIg4JysaA/s400/DSC03987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513727463750193762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: you finish taking pictures le ma? I can't wait to eat lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den I forgot when again, my bro threw us his car keys while he went to Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;So we took his keys and drove off to Ikea~&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was my passenger only for that 10 mins. Hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrrD0btFI/AAAAAAAAHOI/mLbDqDKRJCM/s1600/DSC03988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrrD0btFI/AAAAAAAAHOI/mLbDqDKRJCM/s400/DSC03988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513720600056280146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrqjCDKZI/AAAAAAAAHOA/_x2D4m8NZng/s1600/DSC03989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrqjCDKZI/AAAAAAAAHOA/_x2D4m8NZng/s400/DSC03989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513720591255021970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrqTueKGI/AAAAAAAAHN4/v-eCCl-APOM/s1600/DSC03994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrqTueKGI/AAAAAAAAHN4/v-eCCl-APOM/s400/DSC03994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513720587146373218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrqMxthiI/AAAAAAAAHNw/1SEJVz2v6XY/s1600/DSC04015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrqMxthiI/AAAAAAAAHNw/1SEJVz2v6XY/s400/DSC04015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513720585280914978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fixing up a 4-drawers cabinet up for me.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went for a date on one fine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrpscaeaI/AAAAAAAAHNo/znRQ5PQ9eQI/s1600/DSC04029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISrpscaeaI/AAAAAAAAHNo/znRQ5PQ9eQI/s400/DSC04029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513720576601651618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popoye's for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;His favourite is always related to CHICKEN leh! *Duhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpOQfvxdI/AAAAAAAAHNg/fAMSRizTbKs/s1600/DSC04031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpOQfvxdI/AAAAAAAAHNg/fAMSRizTbKs/s400/DSC04031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513717906219714002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummylicious corn I love love very much~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpN9qDs_I/AAAAAAAAHNY/syVfhXp9iaA/s1600/DSC04034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpN9qDs_I/AAAAAAAAHNY/syVfhXp9iaA/s400/DSC04034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513717901162689522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought me to the same old place where we used to date during student's time.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i feel so fugly old now. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpNQnSCFI/AAAAAAAAHNQ/SCv36RxW86c/s1600/DSC04037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpNQnSCFI/AAAAAAAAHNQ/SCv36RxW86c/s400/DSC04037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513717889071450194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture exactly the same when we were 17 years old. *LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpMy640NI/AAAAAAAAHNI/s2zliRcWwVM/s1600/DSC04042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpMy640NI/AAAAAAAAHNI/s2zliRcWwVM/s400/DSC04042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513717881100619986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The us back then were studying the foundation of the career we wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;The us now is a qualified staff nurse and a promising chemical engineer. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpMruXGTI/AAAAAAAAHNA/EAqJBmxnoG0/s1600/DSC04043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISpMruXGTI/AAAAAAAAHNA/EAqJBmxnoG0/s400/DSC04043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513717879169030450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnQG7GpmI/AAAAAAAAHM4/ZUAUEiTogrg/s1600/DSC04046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnQG7GpmI/AAAAAAAAHM4/ZUAUEiTogrg/s400/DSC04046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513715738986587746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnPnMjDAI/AAAAAAAAHMw/Adhtib9M_ls/s1600/DSC04047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnPnMjDAI/AAAAAAAAHMw/Adhtib9M_ls/s400/DSC04047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513715730469817346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnPBwkB1I/AAAAAAAAHMo/SfSmE103VDI/s1600/DSC04049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnPBwkB1I/AAAAAAAAHMo/SfSmE103VDI/s400/DSC04049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513715720420329298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnOiTl-9I/AAAAAAAAHMg/jNol8MR2MYE/s1600/DSC04050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnOiTl-9I/AAAAAAAAHMg/jNol8MR2MYE/s400/DSC04050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513715711977323474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I dunno what's so great about the Youth Olymic lah.&lt;br /&gt;I only know this gonna be the once in a life time event. *Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days before hubby started working in Jurong Island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnOP5PAtI/AAAAAAAAHMY/oRtiGyYU89Q/s1600/DSC04070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISnOP5PAtI/AAAAAAAAHMY/oRtiGyYU89Q/s400/DSC04070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513715707034927826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mini gathering with my good buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmXyFlSaI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/DdB0TBiTn2U/s1600/DSC04074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmXyFlSaI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/DdB0TBiTn2U/s400/DSC04074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513714771320719778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmXrUUUjI/AAAAAAAAHMI/IicCcERlUWU/s1600/DSC04075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmXrUUUjI/AAAAAAAAHMI/IicCcERlUWU/s400/DSC04075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513714769503474226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmXK0qdAI/AAAAAAAAHMA/z9UUJHJ0vfI/s1600/DSC04076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmXK0qdAI/AAAAAAAAHMA/z9UUJHJ0vfI/s400/DSC04076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513714760780772354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmWoQVsKI/AAAAAAAAHL4/Xx76ijjuqlo/s1600/DSC04078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmWoQVsKI/AAAAAAAAHL4/Xx76ijjuqlo/s400/DSC04078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513714751501611170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmVzEoQSI/AAAAAAAAHLw/oJW0Hb5nH-c/s1600/DSC04081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISmVzEoQSI/AAAAAAAAHLw/oJW0Hb5nH-c/s400/DSC04081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513714737225416994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A well-spent night where I know everyone enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIB_27uMr2I/AAAAAAAAHKA/fOvJvwsBsng/s1600/DSC04084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIB_27uMr2I/AAAAAAAAHKA/fOvJvwsBsng/s400/DSC04084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512546525622611810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Let's work hard towards the future where many good things are coming along the way. I believe our hardship had passed. And nothing gonna be as difficult as long as we are with each other now. xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4114712612442697404?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4114712612442697404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4114712612442697404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/09/recent-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TISx9zKG3UI/AAAAAAAAHOw/lw-Bwu3sgLs/s72-c/DSC03844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-8638582667970379563</id><published>2010-09-06T12:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T15:16:13.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Portugal - Lisbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st July 2010 to 3rd July 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly from Marid to Lisbon in a sunny afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6y8xyeRI/AAAAAAAAHLo/CaEHnx8SK8k/s1600/DSC03787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6y8xyeRI/AAAAAAAAHLo/CaEHnx8SK8k/s400/DSC03787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513666859535333650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check in to a room which seems so oh dreamy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6yUvH_GI/AAAAAAAAHLg/W7mgAjo5EvY/s1600/DSC03788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6yUvH_GI/AAAAAAAAHLg/W7mgAjo5EvY/s400/DSC03788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513666848786742370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never will I expect the toilet will be inside the room itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean was, how come the toilet is just be seperated by a divider and not in an enclosed are?? The smell is horrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I booked a hotel, I'm very particular over the toilet. I always make sure the toilet is well cleaned for me to shower the longest time after a long walk everyday. But unfortunately, hubby booked one which is really not to my standard.&lt;br /&gt;And we regretted, badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6yKUm6tI/AAAAAAAAHLY/pzVKLvUIe2o/s1600/DSC03789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6yKUm6tI/AAAAAAAAHLY/pzVKLvUIe2o/s400/DSC03789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513666845991168722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look clean? It smell HORRIBLE!!&lt;br /&gt;The smell is like a chocked drain in your room, no lights and heater somemore lor!!&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I went to bed and refused to shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you heard me right.&lt;br /&gt;I rather be dirty than to shower in a room with no lights!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I will definately feel even more dirty after I showered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6xkKU8VI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/rAwlILVFMbY/s1600/DSC03791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6xkKU8VI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/rAwlILVFMbY/s400/DSC03791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513666835747500370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noisy street below my room.&lt;br /&gt;I swear this gonna be the worst room I ever lived in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures on website can be pretty misleading huh?&lt;br /&gt;So please be extra careful when you book a room online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I left the room as early as possible and return as late as possible to avoid the drain smell in the room. And of cos, I can't stand the stickness on me that I purposely make a trip back in the afternoon to shower before the sun set and went out again. LOLs!!! Super pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, I have nice authentic Portugal egg tarts to taste for daily, at least it compensate my bad mood for the smelly place. I had like 6 egg tarts per day. LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRz1c-s0fI/AAAAAAAAHLI/VO47Kjm38cM/s1600/DSC_0715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRz1c-s0fI/AAAAAAAAHLI/VO47Kjm38cM/s400/DSC_0715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513659205957767666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRz0vvEGeI/AAAAAAAAHLA/a5SsPRzhMCA/s1600/DSC_0759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRz0vvEGeI/AAAAAAAAHLA/a5SsPRzhMCA/s400/DSC_0759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513659193812589026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know Portugal is well-known of it's organe rooftops until he told me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRz0TdlG6I/AAAAAAAAHK4/3u16PGHXyCs/s1600/DSC_0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRz0TdlG6I/AAAAAAAAHK4/3u16PGHXyCs/s400/DSC_0742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513659186223061922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their typical flat.&lt;br /&gt;Old, dirty and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRzz1TOvoI/AAAAAAAAHKw/sAx3SyVYCNU/s1600/DSC_0770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRzz1TOvoI/AAAAAAAAHKw/sAx3SyVYCNU/s400/DSC_0770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513659178126589570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRyqgjVQtI/AAAAAAAAHKo/Hr41vJ5nR48/s1600/DSC_0773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRyqgjVQtI/AAAAAAAAHKo/Hr41vJ5nR48/s400/DSC_0773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513657918426530514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I kinda love the feeling of it.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps after being to England, France and Spain these developed countries, spend some time in a less developing place can make you more down-to-earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRyqC3NSSI/AAAAAAAAHKg/TlAE_ijucec/s1600/DSC_0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRyqC3NSSI/AAAAAAAAHKg/TlAE_ijucec/s400/DSC_0794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513657910456830242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate walking under the hot sun. And this is my weakest point to travel on my own. But whenever I got fed-up after spending hours walking under the sourching sun, hubby will remind me how beautiful the pictures might turn out to be which worth everything. Quite true though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRypxe7ryI/AAAAAAAAHKY/zoNaAVL3PSw/s1600/DSC_0824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRypxe7ryI/AAAAAAAAHKY/zoNaAVL3PSw/s400/DSC_0824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513657905791610658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRypTccb4I/AAAAAAAAHKQ/WBPG4TzVZbg/s1600/DSC_0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRypTccb4I/AAAAAAAAHKQ/WBPG4TzVZbg/s400/DSC_0833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513657897728110466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRyo33AhxI/AAAAAAAAHKI/HvggdeAfuIs/s1600/DSC_0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIRyo33AhxI/AAAAAAAAHKI/HvggdeAfuIs/s400/DSC_0870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513657890323334930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world cup fever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-8638582667970379563?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8638582667970379563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8638582667970379563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/09/portugal-lisbon-1st-july-2010-to-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TIR6y8xyeRI/AAAAAAAAHLo/CaEHnx8SK8k/s72-c/DSC03787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-9207602753692988395</id><published>2010-08-28T00:50:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:38:21.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Travelling in Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, I'm here again! *waves*&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I know there's like tons of updates for me to backtrack.&lt;br /&gt;Please bear with me..&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more often after hubby starts work next week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; [ 24 June 2010 - 27 June 2010]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you guys imagine about this place. But in my expectation, it sounds to me like a place which is romantical and relaxing. Going to Spain wasn't my idea as I know it's not a season for bull-fighting. But well, I wasn't the main planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Barecelona became our first stop to kick off the start of our honeymoon. Without his friends but only the two of us. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlDJiUDLdI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/zfmZuFOJhwg/s1600/DSC03644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510509450173296082" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlDJiUDLdI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/zfmZuFOJhwg/s400/DSC03644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest companion in trains and planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a budget airline, RyanAir, to Barcelona. And the flight was freaking delayed for 4 hours without informing us beforehand. So hubby and I were stucked in Manchester Airport for hours, with limited entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, this so gonna be our last time booking with RyanAir. They always have this flight delayed problem. So when we supposed to arrive at Barcelona at 2pm, we landed at 6.30pm instead. (-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6hCDtlmI/AAAAAAAAHJA/V-ArIIvavsI/s1600/DSC03650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510499958227048034" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6hCDtlmI/AAAAAAAAHJA/V-ArIIvavsI/s400/DSC03650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopped the city bus from the aiport to the central. According to the map, the apartment we book is just 10 mins walking distance away from the bus station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most hilarious thing that happened was, when we finally found the location, it was a funeral casket that appeared in front of us which freaked both of us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to a wreath shop opposite the casket and showed the lady boss the apartment's address. Thank god, it was located behind the building of funeral casket. *PHEW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked according to the direction she gave us, and saw rows of apartments which look like the school of Laselle in Singapore. It was actually hostels for students who studying there. Since it's summer holiday and most of the students had went back home, they rent out small rooms for tourists like us. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJuAf-rqI/AAAAAAAAHJw/E1hGcfBFynE/s1600/DSC03651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510516673821453986" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJuAf-rqI/AAAAAAAAHJw/E1hGcfBFynE/s400/DSC03651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached our destination after a terrible fright. LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJtiqHFvI/AAAAAAAAHJo/hgpbmiHkkzY/s1600/DSC03653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510516665810884338" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJtiqHFvI/AAAAAAAAHJo/hgpbmiHkkzY/s400/DSC03653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super small but very cosy room. I like.&lt;br /&gt;Much better than hubby's spacious but old furniture hostel. HAhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's already so late, we decided to just turn in early for the night and start our touring the next day instead. So we showered and walked to a pub restuarant nearby for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6gqaQLLI/AAAAAAAAHI4/2pBfoCoe0D4/s1600/DSC03656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510499951879138482" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6gqaQLLI/AAAAAAAAHI4/2pBfoCoe0D4/s400/DSC03656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authentic European style of pub, I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJs1vQRXI/AAAAAAAAHJg/XUQ_bYYhLXE/s1600/DSC03657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510516653752862066" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJs1vQRXI/AAAAAAAAHJg/XUQ_bYYhLXE/s400/DSC03657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for food to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJsRgvQaI/AAAAAAAAHJY/sT-JdA__rIw/s1600/DSC03662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510516644028301730" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlJsRgvQaI/AAAAAAAAHJY/sT-JdA__rIw/s400/DSC03662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I ordered.&lt;br /&gt;Olive chicken something lah.&lt;br /&gt;Look very plain, but taste nice actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it was better than the burger I took which serve me raw chicken meat. EeeWW!! That gonna be my first time eating raw chicken burger and it gonna be my last as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, woke up early for our tour around Barcelona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6haj4mDI/AAAAAAAAHJI/6ioR_cqaRpU/s1600/DSC_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510499964804438066" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6haj4mDI/AAAAAAAAHJI/6ioR_cqaRpU/s400/DSC_0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my stupid face. I just want to share with you guys that the vender machine below our room sell super nice and cheap orange juices and sandwiches. They top up fresh ones every morning somemore! *Slurps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6gOpJ43I/AAAAAAAAHIw/ZLBfnIfxzYI/s1600/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510499944425448306" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6gOpJ43I/AAAAAAAAHIw/ZLBfnIfxzYI/s400/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The first stop was to visit the famous Sagrada Familia Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was amazing how the church can be constructed for over 100 years and still constructing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little details of the artitech is so well emphasised.&lt;br /&gt;Gaudi must be a perfectionist, to think of such sophiscated design. Hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6ftlz1VI/AAAAAAAAHIo/qMBGALWQ9ho/s1600/DSC_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510499935553049938" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk6ftlz1VI/AAAAAAAAHIo/qMBGALWQ9ho/s400/DSC_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the park admiring the creation of Gaudi's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my purpose of visiting Barcelona is granted. &lt;/div&gt;Perhaps till the my death on the sick bed, this church have not finish the final construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4IKhzq3I/AAAAAAAAHIg/E7lrAml_N6M/s1600/DSC_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510497331980774258" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4IKhzq3I/AAAAAAAAHIg/E7lrAml_N6M/s400/DSC_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to the sea port, where i feel the sunshine Barcelona. &lt;/div&gt;A kind of view which I din expect to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4HZJ7cLI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/E6Jc_XvHYxI/s1600/DSC_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510497318727282866" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4HZJ7cLI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/E6Jc_XvHYxI/s400/DSC_0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking hot. 34 degrees that afternoon but I still enjoy the seabreeze, enjoy watching bikini babes and ladies going nude for suntan. LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok well, I just simply enjoy the carefree lifestyle which I deserve to get.&lt;br /&gt;No stress, no hard feeling about work and studies, jus simply enjoying every bits of life in the life of Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the people there, slow down my pace and reflect of everything I did and the things I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4H7Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAHIY/C798BBqvQKw/s1600/DSC_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510497327915132242" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4H7Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAHIY/C798BBqvQKw/s400/DSC_0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near the sea port, we found a place which serve super nice authentic spain cuisine! Will show you guys more about it below..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 in Barcelona:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4G5cSNBI/AAAAAAAAHII/O1P40Am7Lbg/s1600/DSC_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510497310214337554" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4G5cSNBI/AAAAAAAAHII/O1P40Am7Lbg/s400/DSC_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the place which display Gaudi's artitechture as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4GWQKNUI/AAAAAAAAHIA/TejtQx9CZE0/s1600/DSC_0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510497300768240962" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk4GWQKNUI/AAAAAAAAHIA/TejtQx9CZE0/s400/DSC_0247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The must visit Gaudi's Lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was located at on top of the hill where you can overview the whole Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;Going through the back alleys and climbing multiple stairs and slope, we managed to find the place on our own in the early morning before the other travel agency did. LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1mmX1-xI/AAAAAAAAHH4/mAbaaPv8gok/s1600/DSC_0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510494556316367634" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1mmX1-xI/AAAAAAAAHH4/mAbaaPv8gok/s400/DSC_0257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1mVKouoI/AAAAAAAAHHw/wvKbtd9pCfg/s1600/DSC_0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510494551697570434" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1mVKouoI/AAAAAAAAHHw/wvKbtd9pCfg/s400/DSC_0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we walked passed a bakery shop, their pasteries aroma overwhelmed my excitement to try out different kinds of pasteries that hardly find in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very pasteries person and I love them!&lt;br /&gt;Since the time when I started to work in bakery during secondary school days, I've always been wanting to own a bakery shop that sell cheap and nice pasteries and coffee. Up to date, this dream of mine is still growing on strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hubby knew me very well that I'll never missed any chance of trying out their yummylicious breads whenever I go! So, he kindly fulfilled my wish of having all sorts of creamy puffs, chocolates sticks and croissants. HEAVENLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1lyCG2tI/AAAAAAAAHHo/kdMwOEGdXl4/s1600/DSC_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510494542266555090" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1lyCG2tI/AAAAAAAAHHo/kdMwOEGdXl4/s400/DSC_0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh well, as usual, being with a girlfriend who is highly metabolic can never make you say no to any good food to try. 3 euros for a long Chicken Frankfurter Sausage. Top up with mayonnise and mustards, solve the problem for my lunch! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we realised we finished touring the must visit place of Barcelona in Day 2. So we decided to head home early for a short rest before we proceed back to Sagrada Familia Church for night shot with our tripod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlKBjY45wI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/onlWHMf2q6U/s1600/DSC03663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510517009604470530" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlKBjY45wI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/onlWHMf2q6U/s400/DSC03663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the roof-top pool on top of our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1lv7MRnI/AAAAAAAAHHg/KFD4RqDowAA/s1600/DSC03666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510494541700679282" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1lv7MRnI/AAAAAAAAHHg/KFD4RqDowAA/s400/DSC03666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This so shiok for students who studying here lah.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm one of them, I confirm get As for all my exams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1k6Y9nuI/AAAAAAAAHHY/HAvn8N086S0/s1600/DSC03673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510494527330033378" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk1k6Y9nuI/AAAAAAAAHHY/HAvn8N086S0/s400/DSC03673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0RaiQU1I/AAAAAAAAHHI/VdXQ5mTmvCs/s1600/DSC03695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510493092849931090" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0RaiQU1I/AAAAAAAAHHI/VdXQ5mTmvCs/s400/DSC03695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is so cruel to me. This was taken on Day 1 of our Spain trip when I wore singlet touring around. So bad for my skin and I just got 2 tones darker in just one day. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0R8apR8I/AAAAAAAAHHQ/lroV8yj-3w0/s1600/DSC03684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510493101944817602" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0R8apR8I/AAAAAAAAHHQ/lroV8yj-3w0/s400/DSC03684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we head home, decided to buy some snacks during the worldcup.&lt;br /&gt;And we can't believe how cheap the beer is.&lt;br /&gt;SGD 80cents for a can of Estella!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For that instance, my alcoholic babylove became hyperhigh. Duhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwhiYbDzI/AAAAAAAAHGo/iGG9hOSVYW4/s1600/DSC03697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510488971787570994" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwhiYbDzI/AAAAAAAAHGo/iGG9hOSVYW4/s400/DSC03697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to take a tram back to the sea port for our favourite spanish signature dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwhAiDW8I/AAAAAAAAHGg/837CFfwz51A/s1600/DSC03703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510488962701155266" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwhAiDW8I/AAAAAAAAHGg/837CFfwz51A/s400/DSC03703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwgsDKe8I/AAAAAAAAHGY/AYg_pWdKf2w/s1600/DSC03719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510488957202889666" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwgsDKe8I/AAAAAAAAHGY/AYg_pWdKf2w/s400/DSC03719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seafood Paella for FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's so delicious that two person's portion is just not enough for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I tried paella was at Marche in Singapore. At first I thought I was just trying some fried rice as the rice was quite hard. Until when I tried it in serveral restaurants in Spain, then I realised, the rice is supposed to be wet! And the taste is just as strong as like..erm.. curry? *Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how to describe lah.. Just that the gravy that they used for the rice is just so nice. Moreover with the mussels and prawns, the whole dish taste so natural salty. Yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwgG9RvbI/AAAAAAAAHGQ/tlc54vUzUI8/s1600/DSC03721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510488947246087602" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwgG9RvbI/AAAAAAAAHGQ/tlc54vUzUI8/s400/DSC03721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AwwWwww.. I'm missing it so badly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we took a flight and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fly over to IBIZA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[27 June to 29 June]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous beach party in Spain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwfpqxWbI/AAAAAAAAHGI/CLAF7BLiasQ/s1600/DSC03732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510488939383839154" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkwfpqxWbI/AAAAAAAAHGI/CLAF7BLiasQ/s400/DSC03732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checked in the most spacious resort throughout my stay!&lt;br /&gt;Though there's no view in front of my balcony, I'm happy with the big balcony which allowed us to watch stars in the night! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0Q_KhYOI/AAAAAAAAHHA/eFOZpKjJajY/s1600/DSC_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510493085502628066" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0Q_KhYOI/AAAAAAAAHHA/eFOZpKjJajY/s400/DSC_0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0QBzo4MI/AAAAAAAAHG4/qg_YRWNK5Fc/s1600/DSC_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510493069032087746" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0QBzo4MI/AAAAAAAAHG4/qg_YRWNK5Fc/s400/DSC_0412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way of not being sun-burned, again.&lt;br /&gt;Look like a total idiot! LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0PqibykI/AAAAAAAAHGw/VcZmF_q8v74/s1600/DSC_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510493062785911362" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THk0PqibykI/AAAAAAAAHGw/VcZmF_q8v74/s400/DSC_0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkurFJK0EI/AAAAAAAAHGA/mAELi0yIml0/s1600/DSC03742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510486936714399810" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkurFJK0EI/AAAAAAAAHGA/mAELi0yIml0/s400/DSC03742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach next to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkuqgCVzKI/AAAAAAAAHF4/h-sJ1NQC_Zw/s1600/DSC03749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510486926753647778" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkuqgCVzKI/AAAAAAAAHF4/h-sJ1NQC_Zw/s400/DSC03749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Ibiza, we din managed to get to club. Cos the worldcup fever is stronger than those who wanna go party. *BOO!! There's nothing much we can do, except lazing around on beach and enjoying the seabreeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, drop-by the beach for holiday wasn't a bad choice afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zoom off to Madrid &lt;/span&gt;after 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[29 June to 1 July]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a place for me to go shopping after so many days of sight-seeing and beach lazing! And I really shopped till I dropped too. BAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkuqLxYD9I/AAAAAAAAHFw/rT8H5q90B7s/s1600/DSC_0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510486921313783762" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkuqLxYD9I/AAAAAAAAHFw/rT8H5q90B7s/s400/DSC_0593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a shop which sells nice artillery stuffs, all boys fancied those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkupffLr8I/AAAAAAAAHFg/8dNCOJ3jHNU/s1600/DSC_0684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510486909426315202" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkupffLr8I/AAAAAAAAHFg/8dNCOJ3jHNU/s400/DSC_0684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all boys fancied soccer as well~&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm such a nice girlfriend to accompany my boyish boyfriend to these places.&lt;br /&gt;*HOHOHO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkup0NY1oI/AAAAAAAAHFo/rAZk00yVDyU/s1600/DSC_0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510486914988824194" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THkup0NY1oI/AAAAAAAAHFo/rAZk00yVDyU/s400/DSC_0679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyPJjhm8I/AAAAAAAAHFY/H7pw7mVMzP8/s1600/DSC_0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510139011187973058" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyPJjhm8I/AAAAAAAAHFY/H7pw7mVMzP8/s400/DSC_0693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyO-_m35I/AAAAAAAAHFQ/HvAhlZGY1Yc/s1600/DSC_0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510139008352968594" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyO-_m35I/AAAAAAAAHFQ/HvAhlZGY1Yc/s400/DSC_0706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyOJLqHOI/AAAAAAAAHFI/wqfK0hFV4hI/s1600/DSC03760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510138993907997922" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyOJLqHOI/AAAAAAAAHFI/wqfK0hFV4hI/s400/DSC03760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the hotel room and was shock to see how dirty my little feet is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyNo9tkoI/AAAAAAAAHFA/kC91Bqt9Enk/s1600/DSC03761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510138985259569794" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyNo9tkoI/AAAAAAAAHFA/kC91Bqt9Enk/s400/DSC03761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what do we mean by Singapore is a clean and green country?&lt;br /&gt;I'm more convinced of that now after going to so many places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyNGtG4_I/AAAAAAAAHE4/SrVcRpTrE4c/s1600/DSC03779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510138976063120370" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfyNGtG4_I/AAAAAAAAHE4/SrVcRpTrE4c/s400/DSC03779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My babylove was complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, though I'm being nice to accompany him to stadium that he always been wanting to go, he got to compromise by bringing me to places I wanna go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfth73eNCI/AAAAAAAAHEw/kqkmkLPgiEc/s1600/DSC03778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510133836372915234" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfth73eNCI/AAAAAAAAHEw/kqkmkLPgiEc/s400/DSC03778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being my "helper" to carry those shopping bags is not something he's happy to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfthqgM5gI/AAAAAAAAHEo/8UkMVjxAlPY/s1600/DSC03782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510133831711909378" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THfthqgM5gI/AAAAAAAAHEo/8UkMVjxAlPY/s400/DSC03782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that he got to pack everything to the limited space we had in our little luggage.  OooPppss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THftgzkBbjI/AAAAAAAAHEg/0sPfqcgRyyM/s1600/DSC_0710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510133816963984946" style="width: 266px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THftgzkBbjI/AAAAAAAAHEg/0sPfqcgRyyM/s400/DSC_0710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, he shall never complaint how delightful it is to see his girl full of smiles~ *grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-9207602753692988395?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/9207602753692988395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/9207602753692988395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/08/travelling-in-spain-hey-people-im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/THlDJiUDLdI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/zfmZuFOJhwg/s72-c/DSC03644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-472992881472744683</id><published>2010-08-07T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T00:55:57.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Changed my blog song again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suit my feeling more. I felt loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been thinking a lot, about future.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I have this feeling that it's time to stop playing and to save up for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across to someone's blog. And she's the only lady who I really envy.&lt;br /&gt;A simple life she leads, a stable career, married young to a loving husband, carrying a child, got their own car and their own flat. Sound very simple, but feeling very lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something which I'm looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hubby came back from our holiday, he started to send out his resume and applied for job. Thank god, only within a short period of time, he got in to the company in Jurong Island on his very first interview. Something he wished to do and the salary was to his expectation too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous. I worked for 3 years, but hubby actually got a higher pay than me in his probation basic salary. I think it's time for him to feed me now. Sufferings finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, hubby went for his interview. So I went home myself after night shift without him waiting for me after work. I was halfway through my sleep in the noon after work and I heard something dropped. Opened my eyes and saw him smiling at me in his long sleeve standing beside my bed. I felt like even if we are not married, we are behaving like a married couple. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got changed and snuggled on bed with me in his arms, telling me about his interview process. He told me how he like this job and wanted to join their company. Then the things we gonna planned if he successfully got this job. He told me he wanna be a changed man, wanted to place family first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to envy girls who have their boyfriends waiting for them after work, and they could drive them home or anywhere they want which has difficult accessibility. I used to not only that I have to go back home alone, I've got a boyfriend who I cant talk my troubles to bcos of our different timezone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about him is that, when he knew I envy people about something, he will try his best to give me things which is much better than them. Spoilting me I know. But I know he's just trying to tell me that I do not have to envy others, because we can always get what we want if we work harder. Like i used to envy my friends able to go KL when I was still a student, but I'm forbidded by my parents to go overseas. Now, I believe I see the world much more than my peers (though I still have not step into KL before). Which I considered myself very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe after he started his work, life will be completely different.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited. To see how life changes, how we changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray for everything going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this October is gonna be a real 'birth-day' for us, where our lives starts afresh. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-472992881472744683?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/472992881472744683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/472992881472744683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-8366869745261605304</id><published>2010-08-05T00:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T00:50:34.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>London 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hello readers! I'm finally have the mood to blog!&lt;br /&gt;AhhHhhH CheWww~ Pardon me, I was sick the whole of last week and still coughing and sneezing away now. Thus, explained my missing in action on updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, getting all the pictures to upload to my comp then to blog and facebook is another difficult task. You know, I'm a lazy bum! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall update about the trip abit here and there now. Will add on more if my shift schedule allow me to do so.. Gonna share with you guys the fun I enjoyed for the 30 days trip!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20 June - 23 June 2010   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkquVM_oI/AAAAAAAAHEY/zyJYnfkdrz4/s1600/DSC03549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkquVM_oI/AAAAAAAAHEY/zyJYnfkdrz4/s400/DSC03549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501609473708195458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get everything excited, I did my Gel Nails one day before and I only start packing my luggage on the day I flying off. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow now became an expert on what to bring and what not to bring for my trip, just to save enough space of my shopping loots. But no matter how big my luggage is, which is the biggest 29", I still severely overweighted it when I came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hubby said, I love BIG stuff. And I can somehow make that BIG stuff look SMALL. My capablity, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkqKuk1-I/AAAAAAAAHEQ/qsj8x83Bugs/s1600/DSC03553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkqKuk1-I/AAAAAAAAHEQ/qsj8x83Bugs/s400/DSC03553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501609464150939618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Father's Day. And precelebration for daddy's birthday cum farewell dinner for me. Explain the superb nice food and steamboat. Just by looking at it, I'm drooling all over when I only had breads and pasta everyday in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkp_llkxI/AAAAAAAAHEI/ql1hUVNBGw0/s1600/DSC03557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkp_llkxI/AAAAAAAAHEI/ql1hUVNBGw0/s400/DSC03557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501609461160448786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great great time to play with the old one and the little one before I fly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkpaiMWVI/AAAAAAAAHEA/yIOFOin3eEs/s1600/DSC03561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkpaiMWVI/AAAAAAAAHEA/yIOFOin3eEs/s400/DSC03561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501609451214100818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know mummy was very worried about my safety.&lt;br /&gt;Cos she's holding my hand real tight at the departure gate.&lt;br /&gt;And trust, I hate to see her like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad daughter I know. Being rebellious and sensible at the same time, wanting to fly to the other part of the world to meet my love yet doesn't want daddy and mummy to be worried for me. Love is really a powerful thing. I can't explain where I get my courage from. Just that seeing the world has always been my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stopping me from being an air-stewardress I can understand.&lt;br /&gt;But I thank god giving me someone who enjoy bringing me around the world and also take good care of me. I'm just being lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkowyqzOI/AAAAAAAAHD4/TbPQYZXHY6w/s1600/DSC03562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkowyqzOI/AAAAAAAAHD4/TbPQYZXHY6w/s400/DSC03562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501609440008916194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised and swore will take good care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy also promised she will. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfPJrxY4I/AAAAAAAAHDI/dfl8_VW3w10/s1600/DSC03563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfPJrxY4I/AAAAAAAAHDI/dfl8_VW3w10/s400/DSC03563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501603502456136578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfOw_shkI/AAAAAAAAHDA/WHQJs9fjROQ/s1600/DSC03566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfOw_shkI/AAAAAAAAHDA/WHQJs9fjROQ/s400/DSC03566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501603495828817474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went into the departing gate myself, board onto the flight and travelled a good 15 hours. Transitted at Dubai and travelled another 4 hours before I arrived at London's Heathrow Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfOX73xoI/AAAAAAAAHC4/gn2xLPV0lRw/s1600/DSC03568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfOX73xoI/AAAAAAAAHC4/gn2xLPV0lRw/s400/DSC03568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501603489101891202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Dubai, 0730hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfNcRhy5I/AAAAAAAAHCo/gCACmjR0YcI/s1600/DSC03571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfNcRhy5I/AAAAAAAAHCo/gCACmjR0YcI/s400/DSC03571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501603473086598034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, I'm flying with Airbus A380!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfN4Go_SI/AAAAAAAAHCw/airXljUvric/s1600/DSC03570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmfN4Go_SI/AAAAAAAAHCw/airXljUvric/s400/DSC03570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501603480557124898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more spacous, quiet and powerful.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to the four engines running despite the double deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my baggage at the belt, love called and said he have been waiting for an hour! And the moment I saw him waving at me, I was relieved!&lt;br /&gt;Phew, I'm so proud of myself that I landed myself safely in his arms after such a long hours.. I swear this gonna be my last time travelling alone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmegi0J5yI/AAAAAAAAHCY/VuEWuzfiWRs/s1600/DSC03574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmegi0J5yI/AAAAAAAAHCY/VuEWuzfiWRs/s400/DSC03574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501602701748332322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to see him!! I bet he too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmehHLTuYI/AAAAAAAAHCg/oIBk5gFXjGY/s1600/DSC03572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmehHLTuYI/AAAAAAAAHCg/oIBk5gFXjGY/s400/DSC03572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501602711509121410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his friends, super shag after a long one month holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, hubby went travelling around with his friends around Europe for a month before I joined him for our one month honeymoon. Which means, he holiday for two months after his exam!!! *madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmegP84v1I/AAAAAAAAHCQ/lpvpmY-DDs8/s1600/DSC03578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmegP84v1I/AAAAAAAAHCQ/lpvpmY-DDs8/s400/DSC03578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501602696684683090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to them, they picked me up from the airport with car.&lt;br /&gt;And we roamed around London, losing our ways. How fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmef5ORTAI/AAAAAAAAHCI/BR3c3wcfDRw/s1600/DSC03581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmef5ORTAI/AAAAAAAAHCI/BR3c3wcfDRw/s400/DSC03581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501602690583579650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Stonehenge. Nothing much to see except the stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjmcyfIvI/AAAAAAAAHDw/Eqxyk3SlbnM/s1600/DSC_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjmcyfIvI/AAAAAAAAHDw/Eqxyk3SlbnM/s400/DSC_0276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501608300768076530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjmPars-I/AAAAAAAAHDo/cBLEEnvdcFo/s1600/DSC_0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjmPars-I/AAAAAAAAHDo/cBLEEnvdcFo/s400/DSC_0278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501608297178575842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjlvyAnnI/AAAAAAAAHDg/4tqHh4Y8dXI/s1600/DSC_0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjlvyAnnI/AAAAAAAAHDg/4tqHh4Y8dXI/s400/DSC_0279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501608288686481010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjlSM_Y5I/AAAAAAAAHDY/uEQBicgCaNo/s1600/DSC_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjlSM_Y5I/AAAAAAAAHDY/uEQBicgCaNo/s400/DSC_0280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501608280746582930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjkmjNOCI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/kSqU719zh-c/s1600/DSC_0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmjkmjNOCI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/kSqU719zh-c/s400/DSC_0281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501608269028603938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianz. Hubby always the same pattern one.&lt;br /&gt;So bo liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmefLd8BMI/AAAAAAAAHCA/jjr4V2BFgtg/s1600/DSC03586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmefLd8BMI/AAAAAAAAHCA/jjr4V2BFgtg/s400/DSC03586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501602678301263042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my make-up and dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;But he's still in bed lazing around!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot to mention that it was only 6.30am London Time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm still in SG timing and that is why he totally ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole day was in London doing some Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Summer Sales is CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVds2_1FI/AAAAAAAAHB4/K55HMBZWq54/s1600/DSC_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVds2_1FI/AAAAAAAAHB4/K55HMBZWq54/s400/DSC_0372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501592757300352082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, visit my little cutie once again. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to hotel for a short rest.&lt;br /&gt;Was out for night shots.&lt;br /&gt;And damn, for me it was super cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby didn't want me to tag along but I insisted.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went out without make-up and I wore specs! *damn chui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVdJFqLWI/AAAAAAAAHBw/GPp1A30NQQg/s1600/DSC_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVdJFqLWI/AAAAAAAAHBw/GPp1A30NQQg/s400/DSC_0368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501592747698171234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVci5JwYI/AAAAAAAAHBo/KcCx_rVbEes/s1600/DSC_0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVci5JwYI/AAAAAAAAHBo/KcCx_rVbEes/s400/DSC_0347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501592737445167490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the highest lah, my first time ever attending a concert!&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BON JOVI CONCERT&lt;/span&gt; at night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVcZX9enI/AAAAAAAAHBg/jdirQbQJf6Y/s1600/DSC_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVcZX9enI/AAAAAAAAHBg/jdirQbQJf6Y/s400/DSC_0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501592734890031730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the 9th day ticket for his 12th days concert in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVb8oLUuI/AAAAAAAAHBY/VaijUNyhA9k/s1600/DSC_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmVb8oLUuI/AAAAAAAAHBY/VaijUNyhA9k/s400/DSC_0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501592727173419746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the crowd. It was all fully seated later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTfxMsy0I/AAAAAAAAHBQ/qIKMWm4I7uI/s1600/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTfxMsy0I/AAAAAAAAHBQ/qIKMWm4I7uI/s400/DSC_0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590593801603906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTfQMyecI/AAAAAAAAHBI/KCfiIvDPynk/s1600/DSC_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTfQMyecI/AAAAAAAAHBI/KCfiIvDPynk/s400/DSC_0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590584943606210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, his concert is so damn high!&lt;br /&gt;Super worth the money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTeyFL2FI/AAAAAAAAHBA/AGfZpFL05S0/s1600/DSC_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTeyFL2FI/AAAAAAAAHBA/AGfZpFL05S0/s400/DSC_0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590576858650706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTefexecI/AAAAAAAAHA4/CoMmDYy-d6k/s1600/DSC_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTefexecI/AAAAAAAAHA4/CoMmDYy-d6k/s400/DSC_0072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590571865700802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on A Prayer was the last song.&lt;br /&gt;And Always (the one playing on my blog now) is the Encore songs.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;He's really one very good singer who sing throughout without needing to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50+ songs for 2 hrs 45 mins that night, high or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTd8SZbLI/AAAAAAAAHAw/MV0DaThICRA/s1600/DSC_0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmTd8SZbLI/AAAAAAAAHAw/MV0DaThICRA/s400/DSC_0295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501590562418551986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love my life more now.&lt;br /&gt;Being about to see and touch the world...&lt;br /&gt;Stayed tuned for the next post and my twitter! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-8366869745261605304?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8366869745261605304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8366869745261605304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/08/london-2010.html' title='London 2010'/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TFmkquVM_oI/AAAAAAAAHEY/zyJYnfkdrz4/s72-c/DSC03549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-7079573058712466872</id><published>2010-07-28T01:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T03:26:12.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always.</title><content type='html'>Hi people! I'm home!!&lt;br /&gt;Like erm.. One week ago? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day after my night flight was only one day rest and I'm back to workforce. From then on, it was the start of my irregular shift works and starting of my 2000 words essay assignment on management. Luckily my lecturer was good enough to give me one week extension so that I can enjoyed myself fully during the holiday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after I alighted from plane, feel so great to be home! Pulled 6 big luggages from the belt and chiong to arrival hall. Mummy couldn't really recongised me cos I'm too tanned and she was paying attention to those with fair skin. Super duhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, 30 days of trip, 4 weeks passed. &lt;br /&gt;I admired myself having the courage to once again travelled all alone to London, transiting at Dubai, spend almost 15hrs alone, just to meet my love. And leaving home for a month and travelled around the places I have been always wanting to go, being independent and stuffs. Woah. It's just so NOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this only means that we can never underestimate the power of LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps without love, I don't even have the guts to leave my parent's wing and fly around to see the world and experience the life. My highest record was hopping 5 flights in 8 days. Hahaha! Super siong. But to think of it now, it was fun! Sound like an air stewardress, to an extent that even before the flight take off, I already dozing off until Hubby woke me up during landing. No more excitement seeing the clouds outside the window anymore. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarise of my trip:&lt;br /&gt;Went to 7 countries, 15 cities&lt;br /&gt;Fly on plane 11 times&lt;br /&gt;Travelled over 30 times of train &lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 luxury bags, 2 casual bags&lt;br /&gt;3 luxury small accessories&lt;br /&gt;Many many new tops&lt;br /&gt;5 pairs of new shoes and flip flops&lt;br /&gt;Lowest temperature; 10 degrees in Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;Highest temperature; 42 degrees in Dubai&lt;br /&gt;2 major quarrels, both in Manchester!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, unlimited time of joy, fun and memories!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, the trip was a lovely one.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt we had fights, this time he gave in a lot, making me feeling that he's doing for the sake for our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at a pub in our Dubai hotel, we actually pour out all our emotions that night, talking about our true feelings for this two years when we are separated. Somehow or rather, we both know we are struggling to pull through it, and no one actually give up entirely until his graduation. True enough, our decision was right. After that night, our bond is much closer now. The feeling is just so much different when we wake up the next morning, knowing how we feel for each other. All these while, we are just not giving each other trust and faith to this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I believe it's not too late for us to realise our actual feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me this that night and I find it quite true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We changed is not because we wanted to please each other. It's because we are learning how to accept each other when we live together in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TE8dZIFLNfI/AAAAAAAAHAA/x5Ac0InZVLc/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TE8dZIFLNfI/AAAAAAAAHAA/x5Ac0InZVLc/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498645987545789938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: next post gonna be my Europe trip updates with tons of photos!! Stay tuned! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-7079573058712466872?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7079573058712466872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7079573058712466872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/07/always.html' title='Always.'/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TE8dZIFLNfI/AAAAAAAAHAA/x5Ac0InZVLc/s72-c/DSC_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-2555050527342785251</id><published>2010-07-08T01:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T01:55:23.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of my life</title><content type='html'>Early morning coffee seems to be working on me. I'm now in the train from Germany to Austria, another one and half hour to go before reaching the destination. Unlike the usual me who can fall asleep in all transport, I'm too awake to even close my eyes and rest. So, I've decided to save up this post as a draft and post it up again when there's a wireless for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 45 mins of the journey, I've got plenty of random thoughts while I was listening to the lyrics that was playing in my iPod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have told me how envious they are to see me travelling to different countries and to see the world. But if to think about it, sometimes it's hard for a mummy-girl like me to survive in a forgein country. When you just miss home-cooked food so much, there is only Mcdonald available for you. Or when you trying to get a train ticket to another city, nobody is able to speak a common language as you. You gotta be damn thankful and elated as long as just one person know how to speak very simple English and understand what you need. And yea, that was because Hubby got a train ticket to Austria and I did not, I almost can't travel along with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't imagine how desperate we were just to find a German who can understand English to find my ticket and allow me to board the train as I already paid freaking $130 per person for this two hours journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that I have to be calm to resolve the problem, I got to tolerate hubby's nasty temper too. Sometimes, I just can't stand his frustration. But well, he can't stand mine too. So it's really a challenge for us to learn giving in to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I came over, I admit that I thought we might not make it. A 6 months of seperation can really drift us apart and it's a torture especially when people around cares about you, except your boyfriend. But still, it as if fate is playing a prank on us. No matter how huge the fight was, we still can stay together like nothing had happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If destiny make such an arrangement for us, then I shall accept the fact that, no matter how irritable he can be, I have to accept all. My love lesson learnt is not by changing many partners, is about how much I had went through with him. My last lover, my first husband-to-be.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5491224410219132498'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TDS_geEQtlI/AAAAAAAAG_0/Gu1U2Te3WNE/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='300' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5491224426849505618'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TDS_hcBQEVI/AAAAAAAAG_4/ZRSx5IWRNd0/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='300' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, the hardship pay off. &lt;br /&gt;We were jumping with joy when he got back his results. He shouted a loud YES!! when he made the long distance call from Spain to England once the plane landed. Even my parents were so concern about his results. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acheiving his First Class Honours Degree and being the Top 5 in his class, is really something that make him feel proud of. And making me feel that the long distance relationship for the past two years is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, shall be Happiness, for our future. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5491224444223542642'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TDS_icvi1XI/AAAAAAAAG_8/Cus16TQcluQ/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sneak preview of the scenery outside the train.&lt;br /&gt;Update again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-2555050527342785251?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2555050527342785251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2555050527342785251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-of-my-life.html' title='Love of my life'/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TDS_geEQtlI/AAAAAAAAG_0/Gu1U2Te3WNE/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-9172992669262474853</id><published>2010-06-24T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:05:13.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Europe trip finally started</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5486294602016482242'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TCM733ZV48I/AAAAAAAAG_s/hqL2JEcpAho/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for the long waited post. Been very busy with writing up my assignment and working my ass off before I go for my long break. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now blogging with my iPhone while on my way back from London to Manchester. 2 days passed, was well spend with love and his buddies. Soon, they will be returning back to Singapore tomorrow, love and I will be leaving for Spain! Waiting to explore the life in Barcelona. Another dream trip to strike off from my list. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A return trip to London wasn't that fantastic as what I thought it will be. Cos return empty handed from Burberry outlet sales and didn't manage to have enough time for shopping as we gonna rush for a very excited event; the reason why I travelled two days earlier than planned to join his friends - Bon Jovi 12 days Live Concert in London!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5486294636389736770'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TCM753ckIUI/AAAAAAAAG_w/lY56SFftlWc/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the crowd and you will understand why he had a 12 days concert at one go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the tickets for the 9th day and the whole stadium was full!! It was a Tuesday somemore lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally awesome to attend my first virgin concert, in London somemore. Got a very good seat with a very nice view to watch them, standing up for the whole 2hrs plus throughout the concert and their songs make me go high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and I enjoyed very much, but not his friends. Cos they were the more of Black Eye Peas fans. And thanks to my two brothers, who are hardcore Bon Jovi fans, make me listen to their songs since young and make me know their songs very well. It was a surprise when I found out Hubby actually love their rock songs very much too. Another common interest for us. Till now, the excitement is still overwhelming me, that their songs are playing in my iPod now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S MY LIFE, BORN TO BE MY BABY, LIVIN' ON THE PRAYER, I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;Will update again when there's wifi again. Tata! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-9172992669262474853?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/9172992669262474853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/9172992669262474853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-europe-trip-finally-started.html' title='My Europe trip finally started'/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/TCM733ZV48I/AAAAAAAAG_s/hqL2JEcpAho/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-155649895970846503</id><published>2010-05-30T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T01:05:27.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有人说，婚姻是终结甜蜜爱情的坟墓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我觉得，婚姻是给爱情画上完美句号的责任。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈今天告诉我，会回家的男人，坏不到哪里去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底注册结婚证书，是一张宣告爱情死亡的证书，还是一张给另一伴合法名份的爱情合约？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-155649895970846503?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/155649895970846503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/155649895970846503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-108629067629721952</id><published>2010-05-23T01:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T03:00:12.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging while he watches me over webcam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blogging while he watches me over webcam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him: Do you feel excited that you coming over in one month time??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me: Cos I have not save enough to buy LV yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him: Is it because our feelings are not the same anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me: Since you already said, I might as well admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him: Ok nvm, I promise the feeling will be back again after this last month of seperation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have been asking me how's me and him.&lt;br /&gt;And well, my answer is always, "like that lor.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have got no problem with him now.&lt;br /&gt;Just that, I finally realised if I expect lesser from him, I can actually gain more from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, if I'm very tired after work, instead of waiting for his call, I rather go to bed and talk to him some other day when both of us are free. And that some other day might be 2 days or even 6 days later. But because our time is so limited, he pay more attention while talking to me and I will feel much happier too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now, he's studying for his last paper, and I'm here editing my blog template and blog hopping for the past 4 hours. We had our webcam on and chatted once in a while when he need a 5 mins break or I found something interesting to share it with him. We were both doing our own things but it seems like we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we found a way to communicate better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well spent my off day today, finally I finished editing my blog template and updated all the links and wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear readers, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Follow me @ &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/elenetan"&gt;http://twitter.com/elenetan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/elenetan"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm a newbie to this and totally clueless on how it goes.. But for fun yeah? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I finalised all the hotels and hostels that we are going to stay for our 30 days trip too! My first time doing homework and collecting informations on the places we are going, then search for a budget yet convenient place for us to stay over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah! Hubby can't believe my amazing "auntie method" of getting such good place with a low price! *Hohohoho! I'm a very fussy person. I rather spend a little more to get a more decent stay with a clean toilet and brighter room with nice carpet and breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip, gonna be a very enjoying and relaxing one.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, it's been 9 months ever since I last going on leave!!&lt;br /&gt;I seriously deserve a good break and reward myself for my hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gV8sPfKgI/AAAAAAAAG_k/cXSzKyMj76s/s1600/DSC03479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gV8sPfKgI/AAAAAAAAG_k/cXSzKyMj76s/s400/DSC03479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474149479481289218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Dorothy Perkins dress from Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVyhV9PoI/AAAAAAAAG_c/J7b7BYwQGyY/s1600/DSC03480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVyhV9PoI/AAAAAAAAG_c/J7b7BYwQGyY/s400/DSC03480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474149304756944514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wear this for hubby's graduation! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I almost forgot that I got a gift card from my lovely sisters for my birthday last year. Used it before it goes expire at TopShop and got myself a really nice leather jacket in a very good bargain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVyZWijcI/AAAAAAAAG_U/K0JozRTOsI8/s1600/DSC03493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVyZWijcI/AAAAAAAAG_U/K0JozRTOsI8/s400/DSC03493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474149302611905986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVx-n39yI/AAAAAAAAG_M/NfDLUfK4JI8/s1600/DSC03497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVx-n39yI/AAAAAAAAG_M/NfDLUfK4JI8/s400/DSC03497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474149295436855074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the true colour in Grey.&lt;br /&gt;I only paid $61 after all the discounts!! *happy like siao!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beis came to Jurong Point last weekend and went shopping with her after 2 hours of slacking around. Within 30 mins, we spend hundred over at The Face Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, my bad influence to make her go gaga over all the products I'm using, especially those that contains Raspberry extracts. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVxTpq25I/AAAAAAAAG_E/8oVQ59p6jfc/s1600/DSC03499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVxTpq25I/AAAAAAAAG_E/8oVQ59p6jfc/s400/DSC03499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474149283901660050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My must have for travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVxLAkzpI/AAAAAAAAG-8/EoeHkIrDdFo/s1600/DSC03539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gVxLAkzpI/AAAAAAAAG-8/EoeHkIrDdFo/s400/DSC03539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474149281581813394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you a secret,&lt;br /&gt;Little monkey and me are actually very excited. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;- 28 days more to end this stupid LDR ; happy 73 months anniversary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-108629067629721952?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/108629067629721952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/108629067629721952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/05/blogging-while-he-watches-me-over.html' title='Blogging while he watches me over webcam'/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S_gV8sPfKgI/AAAAAAAAG_k/cXSzKyMj76s/s72-c/DSC03479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-8679160923435001546</id><published>2010-05-16T00:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T02:44:04.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The men don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from the ward today, telling me that I can clear my off day as total was low.. Overjoyed cos I had Friday, Saturday and Sunday OFF!! HAPPY LIKE MAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I can now easily contented with just three days break from work.&lt;br /&gt;So i went back to sleep and woke up in late evening by my baby nephew powerful crying for milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, bro drove me to Yew Tee.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cos my ballot for flat got approved and was invited to select a flat in one month time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another happy news again!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is telling me that I'm super lucky cos I got a chance to select a flat only at second try, 4-room flat somemore.. MUHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one bad point is, hubby is not gonna be around with me.&lt;br /&gt;So I got to through all the hassel ALONE, seeing the surroundings if it really suitable for us to live in, settle all the documents as he's not around to sign the application form whereby he's one of the applicants and got to settle all the loan n CPF thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lau.. ever year before I go holiday, always got endless things to settle one leh..&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, my mummy is more excited than me, so she's the one comparing the units and advising which unit we should get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray damn hard we have the chance to get higher floor.. and and, pls let us get some decent unit with bigger living room. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are actually in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;Many factors that we have to consider before making a decision whether we should take up the offer. On the other hand, daddy said chances hard to come by, since now we are so lucky that we got a chance to select a flat, we should grab it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, i don't know lah.&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you guys our decision again in June. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headache lah.. Everything settling alone.&lt;br /&gt;My stupid boyfriend only need to happily study for his last exam and aim for his first class honours..&lt;br /&gt;When he come out to work, he better give me pocket money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7RuwGaoHI/AAAAAAAAG-k/Lf2YHS6DrVo/s1600/DSC03232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7RuwGaoHI/AAAAAAAAG-k/Lf2YHS6DrVo/s400/DSC03232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471541198417731698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I bought SKII essential kit to try out..&lt;br /&gt;My skin is getting worst each day bcos of my irregular working hours..&lt;br /&gt;Instead of using it at the age of 25, i decided to start one year earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7RuTzqUcI/AAAAAAAAG-c/Wlf55UBCCSs/s1600/DSC03295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7RuTzqUcI/AAAAAAAAG-c/Wlf55UBCCSs/s400/DSC03295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471541190822875586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it really create miracle for me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7Y49A-lMI/AAAAAAAAG-0/B_XHIDD9skw/s1600/DSC03254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7Y49A-lMI/AAAAAAAAG-0/B_XHIDD9skw/s400/DSC03254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471549070264669378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my new arrival of EOS lens..&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for another colour to arrive soon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7RvAFXCaI/AAAAAAAAG-s/77mHBOVyb0w/s1600/DSC03257d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7RvAFXCaI/AAAAAAAAG-s/77mHBOVyb0w/s400/DSC03257d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471541202708269474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally got every girl's dream card on hand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UOB quite strict with the application leh.. unlike Citibank.&lt;br /&gt;I ever cancelled my account with UOB before,so they rejected my application again and again despite my salary already met their requirement since last year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it worth all my hard work .&lt;br /&gt;Cos this prove that I got it with my own ability, without needing a man. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I saw an American Express Black Card recently, so cool~!!&lt;br /&gt;That one have to wait for SOMEONE to come back and start working to get it for me liao.. cos I can never meet their salary requirement.. *LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我不是很难养lah... hor hubby? *Kekekekeke =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-8679160923435001546?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8679160923435001546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8679160923435001546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/05/men-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-7RuwGaoHI/AAAAAAAAG-k/Lf2YHS6DrVo/s72-c/DSC03232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-8504036481065786096</id><published>2010-05-14T23:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T02:06:40.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2190 days of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elene is BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qSAhM3DI/AAAAAAAAG80/_MZ424OGWU4/s1600/DSC03363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qSAhM3DI/AAAAAAAAG80/_MZ424OGWU4/s400/DSC03363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471145979934465074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys been missing me?&lt;br /&gt;I finally submitted my essay and ta-dah! I'm here in my little space of mine! *Kekekekekeke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole April and to the mid May today, life have been up and down.&lt;br /&gt;Sky and Elene almost called off their engagement and their honeymoon trip in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, everything is fated.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, when things got worst and when we are at the edge of giving up, we always managed to salvage our little fragile hearts in time and got it pieced back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been talking to him for a week after he went back. Is either he was in school or I need to get some sleep. Both of us are busying with individual stuffs. After that huge quarrel that have been dragging for quite some time, it's really a good time for us to be seperated a while to settle our thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt that we were quarrelling most of the time this time he came back and we no longer have the "blissful feeling" like how we used to have, I believe things will eventually gets better after his exam is over. I can't wait for my long leave now, I guess I'm too drained out from work and really deserve a good break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sometimes when you forgot about how we used to love each other, a picture will tell you our love story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;When an Ah Beng met an Ah Lian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;like us, two tigers together, both stubborn and hot tempered, refused to retreat. *lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1vS3TO6aI/AAAAAAAAG-E/4HDbBb-3aVI/s1600/22272_249415100041_182654730041_4821878_2094890_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1vS3TO6aI/AAAAAAAAG-E/4HDbBb-3aVI/s400/22272_249415100041_182654730041_4821878_2094890_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471151492197968290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;When other couples love watching romance, we prefer fighting scenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Especially those movies that talk about brotherhood loyalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then, you will hold my hand and say, "Dun be lazy, let's walk home and have a plate of Boon Lay Nasi Lemak".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;To the extend that you had it 3 times a week, I chose to sit there and watch you eat instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1rprI3cPI/AAAAAAAAG9s/zpc5oDgrcnI/s1600/DSC03243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1rprI3cPI/AAAAAAAAG9s/zpc5oDgrcnI/s400/DSC03243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471147486023741682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;When people got drunk by alcohol, the typical drinker like you rather got drunk by chicken wings.. Den started grumbling how full you are and you need to sleep, immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-2D3uEGXFI/AAAAAAAAG-U/2fux-8EBOVc/s1600/DSC03348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-2D3uEGXFI/AAAAAAAAG-U/2fux-8EBOVc/s400/DSC03348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471174115606289490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love how your arms will search for me in the middle of your dreams and pulled me closer to you, calling my nickname and started to smile to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1sNwY4ZeI/AAAAAAAAG98/CX2GYSR_HBE/s1600/DSC03224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1sNwY4ZeI/AAAAAAAAG98/CX2GYSR_HBE/s400/DSC03224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471148105908381154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sometimes, I forgot how to be a nice girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sometimes, I chose to be the naughty one to seek for your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sometimes, I felt myself being too nice to you that you took it for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1rqdSqPrI/AAAAAAAAG90/UChg_BbT4Fo/s1600/DSC03214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1rqdSqPrI/AAAAAAAAG90/UChg_BbT4Fo/s400/DSC03214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471147499486592690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;But I still chose to let you win in the game of love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1rpKwv62I/AAAAAAAAG9k/ai9cXQCWAB4/s1600/DSC03247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1rpKwv62I/AAAAAAAAG9k/ai9cXQCWAB4/s400/DSC03247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471147477332650850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Because sometimes you chose to close both eyes on my unreasonable freaking hot temper too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1roqZMVlI/AAAAAAAAG9c/LpWusk1Jc6Q/s1600/DSC03375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1roqZMVlI/AAAAAAAAG9c/LpWusk1Jc6Q/s400/DSC03375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471147468643915346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;No doubt you always say, 你真的很难养 leh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;You still allow me to eat, to buy and to enjoy whatever I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Well, that benefit you too cos we both have the same pattern of enjoying life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I always say, love is having your weakness in my strength, having my imperfect in your pefection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;After so many fights that we had went through, we still decided to stay together even if we know we have to put in double effort to compromise each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;When you send me a skype message that day, I can imagine your reaction will be like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qTdg3kjI/AAAAAAAAG9M/zKWpGI0DDIc/s1600/DSC03434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qTdg3kjI/AAAAAAAAG9M/zKWpGI0DDIc/s400/DSC03434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471146004897567282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;[5/5/2010 7:31:44 PM] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;chiew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i was thinking about this for the past 1 hr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;lets face the fact...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i dun think we can be seperated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;so u will stick with me whether u like it a not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1roP_xy6I/AAAAAAAAG9U/NfTq4uwhbZk/s1600/DSC03409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1roP_xy6I/AAAAAAAAG9U/NfTq4uwhbZk/s400/DSC03409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471147461557996450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;So I decided to give our relationship another chance even if you can't be bothered what decision I'm up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm sorry for the words that I have said to hurt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;That night, I just wanted you to know how much sacrifices I have done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm not the kind of materialistic girl you thought I had become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Keep your promise of planning a wonderful trip for us alright? *hookhook*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;No more empty promises, no more false hopes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I just want our love to be as simple as, Iloveyou and Youlovemetoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qTOJGpuI/AAAAAAAAG9E/DgtS6oqSu1o/s1600/DSC03352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qTOJGpuI/AAAAAAAAG9E/DgtS6oqSu1o/s400/DSC03352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471146000771360482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I promise to give you as many sweetness as possible from now on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qSpAzceI/AAAAAAAAG88/rLBfkab0vjo/s1600/DSC03309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qSpAzceI/AAAAAAAAG88/rLBfkab0vjo/s400/DSC03309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471145990804435426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;But I will still continue being your naughty girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cos this is someone you know, right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am still me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Lastly, your future nephew saying goodnight to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qRpMRjjI/AAAAAAAAG8s/0cRG2owuObw/s1600/DSC03440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qRpMRjjI/AAAAAAAAG8s/0cRG2owuObw/s400/DSC03440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471145973672676914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Thank you for the little pyjamas you both bought for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Goodnite GuGu and my future Gu-zan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;ZzzzZzzzuWei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-8504036481065786096?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8504036481065786096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8504036481065786096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/05/2190-days-of-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-1qSAhM3DI/AAAAAAAAG80/_MZ424OGWU4/s72-c/DSC03363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4402881938548255918</id><published>2010-05-10T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:04:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was too occupied with work and assignments lately.. And I would rather use all my spare time sleeping to restore my energy than updating this little space of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god for giving me a wonderful family who supported me all the while.. We had a wonderful mother's day celebration last night full of laughters.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro send me an mms below while I was on night shift and it kept me smiling despite having to worry about my assignment with so little time left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5469641879090394626'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-gST0PIdgI/AAAAAAAAG8o/vdoquCT9UHM/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='168' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite gu gu, i am hugging ah ma specially made for me bloster and pillow, i will have a good dream tonite..muacks...happy grandma day..zuwei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It jus melt my heart so instantly.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4402881938548255918?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4402881938548255918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4402881938548255918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/05/was-too-occupied-with-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S-gST0PIdgI/AAAAAAAAG8o/vdoquCT9UHM/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-6665068900162826027</id><published>2010-05-02T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:02:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;别打开礼物的缎带&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;最初充满期待最后都腐败&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;别打开午夜的电台&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;别让情歌反覆再愚弄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;而爱并没有教给我生存&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;只教我交易虚荣给天真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;可是爱让我们变成陌生人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;却变不了更高尚的灵魂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不要吻我只要抱着我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不要爱我做我的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;亲人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;把手借我一天一分钟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;做我最亲密的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;亲人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不是谁的情人谁的某某某&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;就算我全身湿透透&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我也不再被谁牵着鼻子走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;如果我还握住拳头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;可能我怕我的梦飞走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;而爱并不如你想的万能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不能让我们不再战争&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;可是爱连慈悲也没多慈悲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;谁爱越深越容易被牺牲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;让我还敢做我的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;做我梦中伟大的微笑的英雄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-6665068900162826027?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6665068900162826027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6665068900162826027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-6870411771153113487</id><published>2010-05-01T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T13:27:19.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Busy Busy Bumpy Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves to all my loyal readers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I felt guilty for my lack of updates during his return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that now he's back to England, I'll feel even more guilty if I use hours to write about our April Anniversary than writing my 2800 words essay which got to be submitted by next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I promise the next entry will be a more interesting one alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S9u1WzvKWvI/AAAAAAAAG8g/V6eMpPuZYQs/s1600/DSC03277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S9u1WzvKWvI/AAAAAAAAG8g/V6eMpPuZYQs/s400/DSC03277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466161976193997554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my baby nephew Tan Zu Wei's full month celebration tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yet another joyus event when my whole family will be attending for.&lt;br /&gt;Such a pity that hubby is unable to attend.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, I felt myself missing you a little already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people while awaiting for my post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Elene Tan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-6870411771153113487?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6870411771153113487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6870411771153113487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-busy-bumpy-bee-waves-to-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S9u1WzvKWvI/AAAAAAAAG8g/V6eMpPuZYQs/s72-c/DSC03277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-7958650913187464805</id><published>2010-04-15T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T00:49:12.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fight for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance can really drift a relationship once so stable apart.&lt;br /&gt;Seperation can really changed two person's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad quarrel with him few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;But it taught me some other things about us instead of holding grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is really someone who make me love and hate at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lyrics is so best describe us when we are fighting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She's staring at me i'm sitting wondering what she's thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nobody's talking, cause talking just turns into screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and now as im yellin' over her, she yellin' over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all that that means, is neither of us is listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and what's even worse is that w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e don't even remember why we're fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so both of us are mad for, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fighting for, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;crying for, nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but we wont let it go for, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no not for, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there should be, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to a love like what we got, oh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know sometimes its gonna rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but baby can we make up now cause i can't sleep through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;girl i don't wanna go to bed, mad at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i don't want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to go to bed, mad at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and it gets me upset girl when you're constantly accusing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;asking questions like you already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we're fighting this wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r, baby when both of us are losing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this ain't the way that love is supposed to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what happened to workin' it out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we fall into this place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you ain't backin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i ain't backin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so what the h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ell do we do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh baby, this love ain't gon' be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and just how good its gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we can fuss and we can fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;long as everything's all right between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;before we go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S8Xm3-qq-dI/AAAAAAAAG8I/1lsbcrfIP6I/s1600/DSC03308s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S8Xm3-qq-dI/AAAAAAAAG8I/1lsbcrfIP6I/s400/DSC03308s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460023972645763538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; I read this at Mendy's facebook recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Real love is falling in love many times with the same person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, even we fought hard enough that our parents and friends had cold sweat with us, it was still the undescribable feeling that get us back together again..&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm Sorry Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; for all the heartbreaking words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; After so many fights and we are still back sticking together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; This only prove one thing - all the while we are just wasting time fighting for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna learn to be your good wifey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; It's gonna be my last time having the thought of wanting to leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure that you won't regret 6 years ago on 15th April, it was the day you made up your mind wanted me to be your girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-7958650913187464805?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7958650913187464805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7958650913187464805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/04/fight-for-nothing_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S8Xm3-qq-dI/AAAAAAAAG8I/1lsbcrfIP6I/s72-c/DSC03308s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-324114264421833929</id><published>2010-04-02T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T00:44:09.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found back the feeling of LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5455210807088120290'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S7TNU3tcAeI/AAAAAAAAG8A/pmhwU_R8g7Q/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months of leading a boyfriend-less life, I almost forgot how the feeling is like when someone is trying to hold your hands, hugging you while on the escalator and feeding you with his share of food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess, no one will believe I actually felt awkward to give him a welcome hug when I fetched him at the airport that evening.. Perhaps with the presence of his friends, I dunno where should I place my hands??!! *lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/eileenaini/SkyElene?authkey=Gv1sRgCOv6hP6_zvekvAE#5455210823832322706'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S7TNV2FkQpI/AAAAAAAAG8E/U6e9XObaCUQ/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But LOVE, i still very much enjoy the moment when we are in the world of our own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we have more time to spare for each other.. I can't wait for this LDR to end by this June.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-324114264421833929?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/324114264421833929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/324114264421833929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/04/found-back-feeling-of-love-6-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S7TNU3tcAeI/AAAAAAAAG8A/pmhwU_R8g7Q/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-6613191354274010310</id><published>2010-03-26T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T00:36:47.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;him to me:  I still love you as much as when I was 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so emo now instead of excitement. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe bcos I haven been talking to him recently.&lt;br /&gt;I lost count of the days I last had a good nice chat with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so busy clearing his room, packing his luaggage, schooling and projects.&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is always be, "I'm coming back liao, go back then say.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if tomorrow I met an accident, coma, lost of memory or even dead,&lt;br /&gt;he will be damn regretful for not giving me some time to care about me.. *hais~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly have the feeling that his dream doesnt consist me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like trying very hard now to achieve his dream that does not belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I must be very very emo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt much better after he sent me a msg with a short sentence.&lt;br /&gt;And feel even better when I finally got to webcam him for 5 mins just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time when I see him, will be at Changi Airport..&lt;br /&gt;Hang on Elene, you not gonna start another unhappiness one day before he's back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished 6 days of working in a row. As if not enough, came back home this morning after my night shift, stupid neighbour doing renovation and I can't get any sleep. I think I only slept for 2 hours, got up and prepared to go back to ward again for meeting. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank god, the food after the meeting was not a bad one after all. I still had the mood to loiter around, went for competency test for the new IV infusion pump that is going to start using in our ward soon and talking about branded bags with my colleagues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the temptation, I so wanna get this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S6zcshJrXRI/AAAAAAAAG7w/ptbvl_J4Ehk/s1600/2008223203110171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S6zcshJrXRI/AAAAAAAAG7w/ptbvl_J4Ehk/s400/2008223203110171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452975906210143506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST got this from Paris last year. Hubby tempted me more almost everyday when we were there but I successfully resisted the temptation cos I thought I already got myself a Neverfull, I shall used the spare cash for a Gucci for my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's very hard for me to resist again if I see this again in Champs Elysee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm gonna go dream about my LV clutch now..&lt;br /&gt;Off day tomorrow = stay at home do assignment day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz many many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1 last day!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-6613191354274010310?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6613191354274010310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6613191354274010310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/03/him-to-me-i-still-love-you-as-much-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S6zcshJrXRI/AAAAAAAAG7w/ptbvl_J4Ehk/s72-c/2008223203110171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4970488465315292728</id><published>2010-03-15T16:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:20:51.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock off from work last night and felt very demoralised at work.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been very happy working as a nurse and feel fortunate of what I'm working as for the past 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ever since the management is getting more tensed, I felt very demoralised to the extend of wanting to throw my Staff Nurse badge with my resignation letter on the table and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged home last night, only to know that hubby is buying items that our blogshop customers ordered and is unable to talk to me, making my morale reached to the lowest point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying on bed and watched Next Stop Happiness with my iPhone until 3am.&lt;br /&gt;Logged in to MSN again and was delighted to see him online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbed out from my comforter and switched my computer on to webcam with him.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, he's not in the good mood too..&lt;br /&gt;Cos of his never ending projects that he have to clear before his holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's kind of weird that both of us are not in a good mood, once we saw each other in the webcam, we smiled. All unhappiness just being chased away temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about our problems, about his dream that he dreamt of the previous night. He dreamt of Singapore foods and woke up frustrating cos he's still in England. *LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I just realised it's always the most torturing part during the last few days of his return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend my lazy rainy afternoon on bed till 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Was blog-hopping and forum reading about weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this blog with a meaning quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; text-indent: -9pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Segoe UI','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;The following is a recipe for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy marriage&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; text-indent: -9pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Segoe UI','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Segoe UI','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Segoe UI','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;Start with a big bowl of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Pour in a capful of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Add a dash of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Stir a spoonful of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Sprinkle a palmful of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Sweeten with plenty of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Couple Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Spice things up with lots of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 17.6pt; line-height: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Corbel','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Top it all with a generous serving of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;How true is that?&lt;br /&gt;And to my surprise, it was a girl who proposed to her boyfriend with this quote, hoping to have a happy marriage in 2011 but got rejected.. That's very very sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I brought up topic relating to wedding, he will always goes, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiyoh.. you come and bi hoon (forced marriage) again...&lt;/span&gt;" (-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many girls are complaining in the forum that their boyfriend have not propose yet even though they already signed up with bridal packages, queuing for BTO etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den, I saw this Ren Quang Xi proposed to He Yi Qian in Next Stop Happiness, I teared. And I went like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU SEE!! People will say how much the girl did for them, how much they need her and afraid of losing her tat's why propose one mah.. where got people like you de? I say No only you black face.. I like being forced to accept your proposal leh...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got an answer from him,&lt;br /&gt;"Ni zhen de shi shen zai fu zong bu zi fu, you know how long I planned to bring you there and proposed when Effiel Tower sparkling with lights?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better keep my mouth shut liao. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, afterall, I'm one of those fortunate ones..&lt;br /&gt;At least he proposed before our planning of wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, received an mail from HDB, our BTO queue number for Chua Chu Kang flat is 20x, with the supply of 188 4-room flat. I think there's a chance for us to get the unit, but I'm not sure if we are really getting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in a dilemma cos it could mean 4 years of waiting to get it done and where are we supposed to live after our AD wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, hubby's uncle is moving into an independent 3-storeys bungalow, he's waiting for hubby's return to see if we interested in his flat and gonna transfer it to us. And that could mean we can save a huge sum on COV for second-hand flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been comparing it for the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. New 4rm flat &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; 40 years old 4rm flat&lt;br /&gt;2. 4 years of waiting &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; immediate move-in&lt;br /&gt;3. 95sqm&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; VS&lt;/span&gt; 128sqm&lt;br /&gt;3. $5K deposit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; no money need to be paid for now&lt;br /&gt;4. away from both parents &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; away from my family but super near to his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais.. If you were me, which one will you guys choose?&lt;br /&gt;I sort of prefer the 40 years old flat bcos of it's bigger space, at least nearer to his family instead of none. But I afraid of regretting purchasing old flat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like hubby is not very interested cos living room and three other rooms are facing carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing is, we do not have to wait for that long!&lt;br /&gt;And I know hubby cant wait to marry me.. *LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding dates set except for customary still KIV cos auntie-mummy need to seek fortune teller's opinion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROM  -  23rd Arpil 2011, Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AD  -  20th October 2012 , Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why we chose those dates? (in fact it was me who wanted those dates, tat silly have no opinion at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd April was quite obvious lah.. It will be our 7th Anniversary which nicely falls on a Sunday.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to give adequate time for hubby to save up for our customary wedding, so it got to be at least two years apart from now for him to start working and saving up. 20th October was quite a sudden decision. He wanted 20 December instead but it's not a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came out with this brilliant idea of choosing the date in between our birthdays and so we can celebrate one whole month of October in the future.. And after calculating, he said he got no prob with the savings by then and hence, we set the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both parents informed and are waiting for "tong shu" to be out and calculate our lunar birthdays to see if we are suitable to get married that day.. Very ma fan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, I revealed our wedding dates liao.. So don't ask me when is my turn the next time you guys see me again alrite? I have been bombarked many times already and it's quite tiring to be secretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the venues, yet to be confirmed cos auntie-mummy and uncle-daddy just informed me that it will be a very grand one with minimum 40 tables. Have to headache for places which are able to consist so many tables considering the budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, our priorty is our second honeymoon in June.&lt;br /&gt;Not the ROM one year later.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S53-LDd64II/AAAAAAAAG7o/_lH_DZPEcC8/s1600-h/DSC_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S53-LDd64II/AAAAAAAAG7o/_lH_DZPEcC8/s400/DSC_0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448790590050984066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;The promises at Effiel Tower.. is coming true soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;-13 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4970488465315292728?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4970488465315292728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4970488465315292728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-marriage.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S53-LDd64II/AAAAAAAAG7o/_lH_DZPEcC8/s72-c/DSC_0639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4833657497690572221</id><published>2010-03-14T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:49:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Sometimes, it just means you're strong enough to&lt;br /&gt;let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put myself in Jack Neo's incident.&lt;br /&gt;If I am the wife, I think no further consideration, I will divorce right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forgives him bcos she love him, her marriage and her family.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this the simplest wish every woman wishes to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine myself, when I saw Sky taking a picture with his hands around his girl friends, I already feel the sense of betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because I feel the betrayal of him having an affair, but is bcos the betrayal of trust. My trust for him that he won't be touching another woman except me, diminish at that split second. I always thought he won't show interest in any woman but he proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A foundation that requires years to build up, destroyed all the trust and faith a relationship should have. And the broken scar, can never be mend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as woman, we are silly creatures aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;Even if those bastard did all these to us, we still give them chances to amend thier mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we call power of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my him have been good recently. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;After all the unhappy incident, I believe he came to realise who to treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to believe that he was freaking drunk that night, and that our bad quarrel had make an negative impact on him to see other ladies prettier than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this time when he comes back, I gonna prove him wrong that I'm somebody who nobody wants. *flip hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes yes yes!&lt;br /&gt;Hubby booked our air tickets to Spain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S5vEHJ37WeI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/vVZLR9jJ0cQ/s1600-h/sagrada-familia-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S5vEHJ37WeI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/vVZLR9jJ0cQ/s400/sagrada-familia-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448163801423370722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna visit the La Sagrada Familia Church in Barcelona which already been constructing since 127 years ago and still not yet done till estimated 50 years later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time our trip will be a very much different from last year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first few days of the trip I will go travelling with hubby's frens and the last two weeks will be spend with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So only short 8 days for the both of us to honeymoon, but he already settled all the internal air-tickets to 5 different cities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited and looking forward!!&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a good way to celebrate our end of Long-Distance Relationship torture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-14 more days and he will be back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sagrada_Fam%C3%ADlia" title="Sagrada Família"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4833657497690572221?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4833657497690572221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4833657497690572221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/03/giving-up-doesnt-always-mean-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S5vEHJ37WeI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/vVZLR9jJ0cQ/s72-c/sagrada-familia-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-3749170740565177335</id><published>2010-02-24T00:02:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:05:45.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Call me Your Sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved this post as draft for quite long..&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I had the mood to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are mostly got if from Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short post cos I'm gonna nap after this and wake up at weird hour later to start my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due date this Friday, and I haven even started my 2000 words essay and 500 words clinical practicum analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how I shoot myself after this and listen hubby's screaming of my laziness~&lt;br /&gt;*shake head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Winbin (hubby's best friend since Sec.sch).&lt;br /&gt;I got my X'mas gift on Valentine's day eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLdKS-yXI/AAAAAAAAG6o/zLzPKB-y6dY/s1600-h/DSC03163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLdKS-yXI/AAAAAAAAG6o/zLzPKB-y6dY/s400/DSC03163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441486845378480498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I din realised I travelled to so many places until my family told me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLco-4TdI/AAAAAAAAG6g/4ud6RGCodWM/s1600-h/DSC03161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLco-4TdI/AAAAAAAAG6g/4ud6RGCodWM/s400/DSC03161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441486836435799506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice camera is indeed a good tool to capture so many nice memories...&lt;br /&gt;So recently, I've been having this impluse of throwing my Sony T300 away and buy a new one, Lumix LX-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4vpZvhYmiI/AAAAAAAAG7A/R_vcZl2N0AQ/s1600-h/3822945115_4271407440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4vpZvhYmiI/AAAAAAAAG7A/R_vcZl2N0AQ/s400/3822945115_4271407440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443701203069868578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed by the quality of picture captured by this little black thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just use hubby's Cannon Ixus camera or should I purchase a new love?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is stopping is due to my "predictable over-spending" in the coming Europe trip. But it's also because of this trip, I wanted to get a better camera.. Arrghhh~ Heart itch itch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sillylove, can I get this as our anniversary present..? I promise I will carry your tripod for your DSR throughout our trip.. please~~ *puppy eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLcMIsUAI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/DfWWvlEnDw8/s1600-h/DSC03139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLcMIsUAI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/DfWWvlEnDw8/s400/DSC03139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441486828692328450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Perkins Dress!&lt;br /&gt;Got it before it start to launch in Singapore. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to hubby, my best online shopping mate.&lt;br /&gt;And in case you guys realised my Facebook recently came up with many links from Brandy Affairs, and wonder is that some spam online store..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fret not, cos it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an online shop setup by Sky &amp;amp; Elene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="www.brandyaffairs.blogshop.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4vpZzCEOKI/AAAAAAAAG7I/xH6XX405p9M/s400/brandyaffairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443701204012251298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.brandyaffairs.blogshop.com"&gt;www.brandyaffairs.blogshop.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm getting more and more addicted to Online Shopping, hubby have never stopped me from the transactions from my credit cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, he dropped me a sms, asking me if I was serious of quitting my job and be a housewife instead. And that could means, no more brazillian waxing and pedicure sessions every month, no more slurging on cosmetics and beauty products, no more shopping like how I'm doing now. Cos he claims that he "yang bu qi wo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den he sent me another message, telling me that if this online shop is a success, I can happily quit my nursing job and sit at home doing shopping as my part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear readers, you know how much I wanna get married and have 4 kids with Sky. Please look for me if you need anything from UK, and I will quote you a best price we can give alrite? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My recent buy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLbiQd6PI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/vG5TbEgozLE/s1600-h/DSC03153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLbiQd6PI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/vG5TbEgozLE/s400/DSC03153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441486817450649842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLbEbLI_I/AAAAAAAAG6I/nHUgR8PGJ1M/s1600-h/DSC03147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLbEbLI_I/AAAAAAAAG6I/nHUgR8PGJ1M/s400/DSC03147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441486809442493426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LongChamp Short Handle Medium Le Pliage in Graphite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retail price in SG: $222&lt;br /&gt;BrandyAffairs Price: $170&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's authentic, come with tag and I'm so happy to catch a good deal! =)&lt;br /&gt;Because it's me, I hereby SWEAR that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NONE &lt;/span&gt;OF THE ITEM from BrandyAffairs is fake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's my Wishlist for 2010, other than Lumix-LX-3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QNKxjFmtI/AAAAAAAAG6w/OdKQ_s2LYik/s1600-h/WvQrtBa2vkQsmdc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QNKxjFmtI/AAAAAAAAG6w/OdKQ_s2LYik/s400/WvQrtBa2vkQsmdc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441488728520760018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully another LV collection during this Europe Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is for hubby's sake.&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to get a car but we are fighting over the models we should get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan something more spacious.&lt;br /&gt;He wan something more furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJdGKCvmI/AAAAAAAAG6A/nJlCUwe81hc/s1600-h/gal_lg13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJdGKCvmI/AAAAAAAAG6A/nJlCUwe81hc/s400/gal_lg13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441484645243993698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJcxqFrFI/AAAAAAAAG54/ULTsXebNtH8/s1600-h/gal_lg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJcxqFrFI/AAAAAAAAG54/ULTsXebNtH8/s400/gal_lg7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441484639741258834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJcOVpV2I/AAAAAAAAG5o/htMXuhPKCOY/s1600-h/resized-20091018221216862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJcOVpV2I/AAAAAAAAG5o/htMXuhPKCOY/s400/resized-20091018221216862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441484630260275042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJbtBJaWI/AAAAAAAAG5g/bD4_2GhdJaQ/s1600-h/shen09903MitsubishiLancerEX1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJbtBJaWI/AAAAAAAAG5g/bD4_2GhdJaQ/s400/shen09903MitsubishiLancerEX1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441484621315926370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJcU5WS7I/AAAAAAAAG5w/706Ah3fkqyw/s1600-h/lancerex18jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QJcU5WS7I/AAAAAAAAG5w/706Ah3fkqyw/s400/lancerex18jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441484632020634546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why, I just think that the last pic look like some hippopothamus BIG MOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you guys know which one I prefer to and his? I got the better taste.. *LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;It's will be our Birthday Present in October, 6 months to decide. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of cos.. Out of all the wishlist, the most important and most significant one,&lt;br /&gt;will be our token of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4vn67PeqDI/AAAAAAAAG64/qI6D7PUceko/s1600-h/3536647812_805f7ab89e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4vn67PeqDI/AAAAAAAAG64/qI6D7PUceko/s400/3536647812_805f7ab89e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443699574128420914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our top priorty than anything else....&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we can a good price in Paris this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-27 more days!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-3749170740565177335?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/3749170740565177335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/3749170740565177335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/02/call-me-your-sugar.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4QLdKS-yXI/AAAAAAAAG6o/zLzPKB-y6dY/s72-c/DSC03163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5134168266223910688</id><published>2010-02-22T00:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T14:40:33.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Saint Valentine's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj6Jn_v4I/AAAAAAAAG0Q/fgd5iz5gxz0/s1600-h/DSC03028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj6Jn_v4I/AAAAAAAAG0Q/fgd5iz5gxz0/s400/DSC03028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440739675507507074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the super late greetings!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's the angbaos collection everyone?&lt;br /&gt;Elene is having a great time collecting all the angbaos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my unmarried status, being the only one in my family, aunties and uncles "increased" my rate! Or maybe they gave my two brother's share to me too? *LOLs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially daddy and mummy actually gave me double the amount than usual years, not forgetting my two brothers and sis-in-law gave me big angbao to their only baby sister too! *hehehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jumping around like a little girl drowned with all the angbaos~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna save it up like what I did for the past years, hoping that one day finally it's sufficient to buy myself a big diamond earstuds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, money always used up in emergency like paying for school fees or when I lazy to queue up at ATMs.. *shake head* Oh well, that was my "personal savings" that even hubby is forbidded to know where I safe kept it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post of my CNY celebrations~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my Father's uncle place.&lt;br /&gt;Who is my granduncle cos he's my grandma's younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I sound very complicated liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's all these complicated relationship amazed me how family bond can be created. And all the ancestors are somebody we can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Cos without them, there won't be us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my bro's wedding, my grandma's siblings are around.&lt;br /&gt;They are all 70 years and above I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched when they held my hands tightly and tell me how small I was back then, and how happy they are now to see my bro getting married and see me happily attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe the feeling when I was told that my grandma was actually a Thai-chinese, married to my grandpa who originally was a Ba-Ba. And my family are cracking our heads to understand what culture we actually belongs to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one word to describe my reaction, "Woah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since when my great grandmother's lived up to the age of 98 is not around anymore, we all actually not contacting each other that much anymore. And I can't really remembered how old I was then, maybe already upper primary school kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I merely remember how I always hate going to my great grandmother's place at Toa Payoh cos her 4 room flat always packed with people until you even have difficulty finding your own shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my great grandma passed away, we counted and in total there were 198 children (my ah ma's generation), grandchildren (my dad's generation), great grandchildren(my generation) and great great grandchildren (I dun even know who he/she is!) It's really not a joke to see so many people packed together. And I now can understand why my great grandma unable to recongnise who is whose children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, as I get older, I missed this kind of feeling though..&lt;br /&gt;The family harmony, is getting quiet as passed on to the next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of CNY is enuff boring...&lt;br /&gt;Usually there's always family gathering at my place but don't know why my aunts changed it to Day 2 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to kill the boredom where visitings ends in early afternoon, met up with my beibei at Clark Quey in the night. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj5tfX9OI/AAAAAAAAG0I/50HtWz1HaGA/s1600-h/DSC03032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj5tfX9OI/AAAAAAAAG0I/50HtWz1HaGA/s400/DSC03032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440739667955152098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend our Valentine's day together at TCC and zooomm off to Rebel.&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing at Da Nian Chu Yi, not a bad idea huh? And the music are rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only party till 3am cos bro offered to send me home, wanna save on expensive cab fares so kiss beis goodbye early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fulfilled her wish to pass her her bday present after her actual bday. Two weeks later. Bought a LongChamp tote bag for her, same as mine but in different colours! Hope you like it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Uncle's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj4hKUo2I/AAAAAAAAG0A/m2wBVQBqiZg/s1600-h/DSC03049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj4hKUo2I/AAAAAAAAG0A/m2wBVQBqiZg/s400/DSC03049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440739647465759586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like mother Like daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj31M_l7I/AAAAAAAAGz4/LKd7YtDyYZ4/s1600-h/DSC03065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj31M_l7I/AAAAAAAAGz4/LKd7YtDyYZ4/s400/DSC03065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440739635665803186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY HATE BEING THE &lt;s&gt;SHORTEST&lt;/s&gt; IN THE FAMILY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FjLpzfdGI/AAAAAAAAGzo/hZgi-_NjvLI/s1600-h/DSC03075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FjLpzfdGI/AAAAAAAAGzo/hZgi-_NjvLI/s400/DSC03075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440738876691805282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FjK0-_13I/AAAAAAAAGzg/RlWPA3znpZI/s1600-h/DSC03088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FjK0-_13I/AAAAAAAAGzg/RlWPA3znpZI/s400/DSC03088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440738862512985970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisterly bond with sisterly talks.&lt;br /&gt;Deep within my heart, May love blossom for you girls..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro and I didn't want to end our night early in such happy occasion..&lt;br /&gt;So we half-lied to our daddy, who only wanted to return to Jurong West, zoomed our car to CTE and head to Marina Barrage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiXJHQ6lI/AAAAAAAAGy4/T1ilL7uVVa4/s1600-h/DSC03119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiXJHQ6lI/AAAAAAAAGy4/T1ilL7uVVa4/s400/DSC03119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440737974563170898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was nagging that how silly we are trying to cheat him to what beautiful place when he always drive around Singapore everynight.. I got no choice but to use my girly power and sha-jiao to him, until he pinched my nose and say I always full of nonsense ideas. *hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fo6Xy73RI/AAAAAAAAG0g/fAGM9DmoX1s/s1600-h/DSC03099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fo6Xy73RI/AAAAAAAAG0g/fAGM9DmoX1s/s400/DSC03099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440745176869625106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only until when he reached the peak, he realised it's an indeed beautiful place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fp5mwLqVI/AAAAAAAAG0o/iae6uOmtdL4/s1600-h/DSC03104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fp5mwLqVI/AAAAAAAAG0o/iae6uOmtdL4/s400/DSC03104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440746263216367954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the tops they are wearing for them, and I know they like it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I love my two folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Nevermind that they are now old and naggy sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Nevermind they frowned whenever I reached home late in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Nevermind sometimes they disapprove the things I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Deep in my heart, I will do whatever it takes to make them the happiest parents they deserve to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;So I prayed everyday for their good health, to wait for my University graduation, my exchanged of vows with Soon Meng, my Wedding and hopefully the birth of my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiXyqZTHI/AAAAAAAAGzI/4fZQiFxsUTM/s1600-h/DSC03107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiXyqZTHI/AAAAAAAAGzI/4fZQiFxsUTM/s400/DSC03107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440737985716374642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa and mummy, please wait for me to provide you a better life than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiXvIIdwI/AAAAAAAAGzA/bXTBvUiqj_E/s1600-h/DSC03116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiXvIIdwI/AAAAAAAAGzA/bXTBvUiqj_E/s400/DSC03116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440737984767358722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my family.&lt;br /&gt;It will be so much better if only hubby is around too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Spend the night before chatting with hubby online and he bai-nian with my mum via webcam.. Mummy told him angbao will safe-keep with me first, but i waved it around and said it's gonna be mine! *HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy pity him, cos he's overseas alone during CNY and still have to rush for submission of assignment. But she never pity me cos I'm spending Valentine's day alone admiring other couples enjoying their day with their love ones.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to visit auntie-mummy (hubby's mum) in the evening and she cooked yummylicious dinner for me.. Uncle-daddy (hubby's dad) actually waited for me to reach before he leave for work. Blame on my late-habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time uncle-daddy gave me an angbao this year.. And his reason was because his son broke my heart last year and almost got hooked by other girls, so he wanna faster book me to be their daughter-in-law first.. *Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle-daddy actually told him firmly that "other than Wei Qiu, I won't accept other daughter-in-law. You go ahead and find other girls if you want, but I won't accept them as Teo's family member."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed out loud when I heard this, but was very touched at the same time too.&lt;br /&gt;I considered myself very fortunate to have them treating me like their own daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, ever since last year's broke-up, my silly bastard realised his mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I saw his facebook's picture, he always claimed that he put his hands in his pockets, not touching any girls. *oh well~ You better cherish me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of discussing our Europe trip plan with auntie-mummy, she discussed wedding details with me! Damn, I so stressed-up with all the customary thingy!&lt;br /&gt;Uncle-daddy even offered a huge sum for our wedding banquet. Seems like I won't be able to hold my wedding dinner at Keppel Bay as planned cos of their Big-Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting married to the Eldest grandson can be a very stressful thing can. (-_-")&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, marrying the only daughter can be very stressful too.. *LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left his place very late.. and rushed to meet someone very late too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiWtJyVNI/AAAAAAAAGyw/qYAhfkVdPyE/s1600-h/DSC03121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiWtJyVNI/AAAAAAAAGyw/qYAhfkVdPyE/s400/DSC03121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440737967057556690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lah ya lah.. He's my "part-time boyfriend" who bastard me so many times.. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;(Cos I know his gf will be reading this.. Sorry HJ, lalalala~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Starbucks with him.&lt;br /&gt;Weird leh.. suddenly he became so guai..&lt;br /&gt;But glad that HJ became his turning point to settle him and for every decision he's making now is all about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more happy-go-lucky, may sweetness and happiness surrounding you and HJ, bro! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiWEnEi8I/AAAAAAAAGyo/S7DRU25hUTk/s1600-h/DSC03124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4FiWEnEi8I/AAAAAAAAGyo/S7DRU25hUTk/s400/DSC03124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440737956174531522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys got my blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HJ, dun worry, my heart is locked with my ah meng.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers are always brothers, if QH and I remain as brothers since 14 years old, we only gonna be brothers and sisters for the rest of our life.&lt;br /&gt;You know, he's not my type lah!! *oooPpps~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;~~* 4 more weeks to silly love's return! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5134168266223910688?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5134168266223910688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5134168266223910688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-happy-saint.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S4Fj6Jn_v4I/AAAAAAAAG0Q/fgd5iz5gxz0/s72-c/DSC03028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-922110690328009570</id><published>2010-02-15T12:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:10:25.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3jRUVBUMII/AAAAAAAAGyY/7l57xvEwCSc/s1600-h/DSC01624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3jRUVBUMII/AAAAAAAAGyY/7l57xvEwCSc/s400/DSC01624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438326697220124802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine is seperated miles apart from me.&lt;br /&gt;But the loving bond is not lessen despite the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love package&lt;/span&gt; on Vday Eve from the far away England, which he asked his buddy especially delivered it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the the things he gave that make me happy like a little girl, is his naughty thoughts of hiding all the little items and needing me to search for it, wanting to see my expression that make me feel his ways of loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine is someone different from other guys, he don't give me roses or bring me to restaurant. He expressed his love on little details that hardly can be sense by others, except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years passed, I no longer anticipating for roses or bears, or especially dressed up walking in the crowd. Cos after so long, i finally realised his intention of not treating me extremely good on this special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When one is totally in love, everyday is a Valentine's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't hope for much, as long as he's beside me everyday, everyday is love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-922110690328009570?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/922110690328009570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/922110690328009570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-valentine-is-seperated-miles-apart.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3jRUVBUMII/AAAAAAAAGyY/7l57xvEwCSc/s72-c/DSC01624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5107024826255105882</id><published>2010-02-11T00:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:48:55.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really don't know what the hell I'm busy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was busy with work and assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Broke the record of skipping lectures and go shopping shopping shopping and finished the assignment only on the day of submission. *LoLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy bum me..&lt;br /&gt;I think age is catching up, i dun feel the energetic in me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I'm still in the middle of spring cleaning my room. *smack forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, some updates.&lt;br /&gt;More pics, less words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHOPPING SHOPPING SHOPPING, my addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And shopping alone is my favourite hobby. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lg5PaxzOI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/uHylBRDCkbk/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lg5PaxzOI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/uHylBRDCkbk/s400/IMG_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436654974185622754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of school, trying to act like a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfEBWyp2I/AAAAAAAAGyI/ZnqZnLSznBA/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfEBWyp2I/AAAAAAAAGyI/ZnqZnLSznBA/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436652960366110562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend a good $200 on Cotton On Apparels. *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfDvZiuCI/AAAAAAAAGyA/hT20iSV2D-8/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfDvZiuCI/AAAAAAAAGyA/hT20iSV2D-8/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436652955545810978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfC_ds64I/AAAAAAAAGx4/gRtelAqOoUo/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfC_ds64I/AAAAAAAAGx4/gRtelAqOoUo/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436652942678354818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfCZEulmI/AAAAAAAAGxw/R2HCxo9TP6k/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfCZEulmI/AAAAAAAAGxw/R2HCxo9TP6k/s400/IMG_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436652932373059170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fall in love with this suit from Mango at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;Totally not worth the price but I still purchase it after walking around Orchard for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfBR1uvNI/AAAAAAAAGxo/m8wTERgSrys/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LfBR1uvNI/AAAAAAAAGxo/m8wTERgSrys/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436652913251237074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day of school!&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for Dad's and mum's cny clothes as gifts for them, and they love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LddVhEXlI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/yoyx4XSE15U/s1600-h/DSC02998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LddVhEXlI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/yoyx4XSE15U/s400/DSC02998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436651196251397714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my essentials!!!&lt;br /&gt;Only half of my cosmetics buys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Ldc68gRlI/AAAAAAAAGxI/-y2QyIudER4/s1600-h/DSC03000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Ldc68gRlI/AAAAAAAAGxI/-y2QyIudER4/s400/DSC03000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436651189118715474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love with Etude House face mask recently, nicer than The Face Shop ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Ldd5Xe6aI/AAAAAAAAGxY/e7vLWOp72WU/s1600-h/DSC03012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Ldd5Xe6aI/AAAAAAAAGxY/e7vLWOp72WU/s400/DSC03012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436651205874870690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read through the magazines and saw this product.&lt;br /&gt;Sudden urge to buy cos sometimes when I got home after late nite, super lazy to remove my make-up. So this no-rinse-needed makeup remover is love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Ldea_RRHI/AAAAAAAAGxg/Y5vrA7Zah-s/s1600-h/DSC03013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Ldea_RRHI/AAAAAAAAGxg/Y5vrA7Zah-s/s400/DSC03013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436651214900118642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a big bottle! Worth the price.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore it's waterbase, very nice to use!!&lt;br /&gt;I even used it to clean my fake lashes, all glue and eyeline came off easily!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc-gXh4PI/AAAAAAAAGww/HHq4_Delmas/s1600-h/DSC02955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc-gXh4PI/AAAAAAAAGww/HHq4_Delmas/s400/DSC02955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436650666588233970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etude House Fake Eyelashes at $5.90.&lt;br /&gt;Super natural, not heavy, I love it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc_clSryI/AAAAAAAAGw4/8Eyq8xWUIes/s1600-h/DSC02963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc_clSryI/AAAAAAAAGw4/8Eyq8xWUIes/s400/DSC02963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436650682752085794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to cousin's wedding dinner at Mandarin Oriental.&lt;br /&gt;I believe my wedding with hubby will be a much much romantic and lovely one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc9QW_DNI/AAAAAAAAGwg/bp8lBAjbY6k/s1600-h/DSC02947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc9QW_DNI/AAAAAAAAGwg/bp8lBAjbY6k/s400/DSC02947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436650645111114962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New lens from GEO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc-JvyCAI/AAAAAAAAGwo/O1hZUAhwUmo/s1600-h/DSC02951-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc-JvyCAI/AAAAAAAAGwo/O1hZUAhwUmo/s400/DSC02951-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436650660515940354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic Grey. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LdcdPR5gI/AAAAAAAAGxA/l_z9TXueeUI/s1600-h/DSC02991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3LdcdPR5gI/AAAAAAAAGxA/l_z9TXueeUI/s400/DSC02991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436651181144401410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my new pedicure for CNY!&lt;br /&gt;I love the new OPI colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, more items is coming this Friday where hubby asked his good friend to bring it for me from England.. I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my atm card is gonna be confiscate soon bcos of my addict. (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;Well oh Well, it gonna be worthwhile cos......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sky and Elene are going EUROPE AGAIN THIS JUNE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WhhOooohooO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more months to our Second Honeymoon, I can't wait~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can bring another LV baby back again this time. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, hubby's side is snowing heavily now..&lt;br /&gt;He called me excitedly and show me the snow through webcam.. SO lovely~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc8xCeZhI/AAAAAAAAGwY/qNpBbsTfmbo/s1600-h/DSC02945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lc8xCeZhI/AAAAAAAAGwY/qNpBbsTfmbo/s400/DSC02945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436650636703589906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months ago, when it supposed to be an arguement, it somehow became a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this arguement-cum-joke set our ROM and Actual Wedding dates finally. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to countdown for your return... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Next month and it gonna arrive soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5107024826255105882?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5107024826255105882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5107024826255105882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-dont-know-what-hell-im-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S3Lg5PaxzOI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/uHylBRDCkbk/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-7854580482047084541</id><published>2010-01-28T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:24:38.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Confessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to write up this post long ago.&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno where to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of a heartaching moment for me to confess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To confess that ;  My friends are getting so much lesser that it going to be none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi-Bye friends, many.&lt;br /&gt;Hangingout friends; some.&lt;br /&gt;From buddies to stranger, a few.&lt;br /&gt;Soulmate, two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What driven me to post this is because of someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's someone who I believe once became a part of my life, who I can treat him as my own family. Understanding me much more than what my brothers does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to call him my "Part-time Boyfriend"cos we only can have our secret dates when Hubby is not around. I guessed by now, those who are closed to me should noe who this person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sad to say, I'm not even qualified to be his "Part-time Girlfriend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, some thing it's easier for me to say it here rather than saying upfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day when you called me up to meet u downstairs, I was beat tired after work. But because you told me that it's been long since we last meet up, so I hanged on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb that nite I was so joyful that I told kheng, "XXX is not dead yet, he's meeting me later!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later that was when you called me again to tell me that you can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;I did not ask anything or say much. You must have your own reason, something must be more important that you need to attend for the cancel of our meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I waited since you said that perhaps we can meet up on weekends instead since I'm not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon, still no reply from you.&lt;br /&gt;Only until I sms you, I got an answer that you're on a date with girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm not jealous of your girlfriend at all.&lt;br /&gt;I truly understand how much you treasure this relationship after 10 long years of waiting. I know how much you appreciate her than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put you plane once when I injured my leg and it's really impossible for me to endure my pain to meet you at SAFRA, but you play me off twice. Can this consider a quit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know work have been hard on you. Like I always comment it's a shit job.&lt;br /&gt;I know time have not be enough for you cos you have so little time but you got to reserve it for your girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one sms only need to take a min to send.&lt;br /&gt;Before you sleep, on your way to work or back home.&lt;br /&gt;Anytime and Anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ever since I injured my ankle, my mum went for operation, and many up and down in my life, I realised it's time for me to realise, you're not my real family afterall. And I shouldn't have expect so much concern from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If time can be reverted, I would rather I keep myself shut, not to send that harsh sms to you that day. Cos it gave u a even better reason not to contact me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you used to read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if you are still doing it so now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say, we once lost contact because of some things that happened between me and another girl. It took you almost two years to find me back again. I'm not sure how long will it take this time, but still, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're still my bestest buddy I really dun wish to lose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If there's a chance, I still hope you could jump on my bed during my wedding day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this thing have been struggling within me for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I still need time to adapt this kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beis told me, she never be afraid to make me angry, cos she knows I will always get it over soon. And that XXX must be having conflicts in his heart too. All i need is to give him time, adequate time for his honeymoon period... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As for hubby, like my facebook status:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elene Tan is enough of having a boyfriend but leading a no boyfriend life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Recently, he's busy with his exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And his mood is damn foul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He apologised last nite, as usual I did not give in lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I told him I really hope his exam will be over soon, if not he can find a new girlfriend liao... He still being him, so confidently replied me a, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;No, I know you won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-7854580482047084541?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7854580482047084541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/7854580482047084541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/01/confessions-i-have-been-wanting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-1663516467013191009</id><published>2010-01-24T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:54:04.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advertorial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me which part of my body is the one I care the most, my reply will always be the same after so many years, MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had short hair (shoulder length) once in my life - 17 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy has always put in effort maintaining my hair when I was young. From the time I started to keep my long hair during primary one, mummy already started applying hair essence to my long hair. And she maintained my hair so silky long for many many years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 17, I broke up with my ex boyfriend of 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;To overcome the sadness and to start my life new after depressing for a few months, I chopped off my long hair and dyed it to extreme golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kind of regretted cos the dye damaged my hair so badly as I bleached it to achieved the "golden" result. On top of that, I look extremely ugly with my shoulder length hair with many spilted ends. Not to mention I paid almost $300 for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, thanks to my eye-catching hair colour, it caught hubby's attention and he came to approach me as he was having almost the same hair colour as mine then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the craziest thing I did to "gek" my parents in my teenage life, misleading everyone thinking that I'm a bad girl, a Ah Lian dating a Ah Beng. *LOLs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took many many years for the patience and waiting for my new hair to grow, and till now, it's all my natural hair colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqrmkY_vI/AAAAAAAAGuY/qs3kGbCdZl8/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqrmkY_vI/AAAAAAAAGuY/qs3kGbCdZl8/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430332548022075122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was very happy to see my hair length reaching my waist soon. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention I found a hair stylist who use good product on my hair and always manage to trim my hair exactly the way I wan it to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqFGt4dLI/AAAAAAAAGuQ/xdEFUsuZr_o/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqFGt4dLI/AAAAAAAAGuQ/xdEFUsuZr_o/s400/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430331886636922034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few Years back, my girlfriend introduce me to this neighbourhood Hair Salon for rebonding. And the result is so&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; long lasting&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I tried it, it lasted me for almost two years.&lt;br /&gt;I went back again in December 2008 and tried on their new Loreal Product for rebonding, and till now, it's still very lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my previous post, you should be able to see the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried other salons before on Shiseido's product, but sad to say, the rebonding only lasted me for 6 months, and the hair ends are badly damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the plus point, the ladyboss is very generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some salon added water to your rebonding product, making it so diluted that your hair won't be so lasting to make you come back again, my hairstylist (who is the ladyboss) is very generous on the product used on your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will squeeze the tube of Loreal product which she is gonna used it on your hair in front of you, making sure that she make the full use of it, she even cut the tube and make sure every single drop is used for your hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked her why she do this, she replied me that she wanted me to spend the money worthy. Even for that single drop, I paid for it as well. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How nice is she!!&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ever since, I only goes to her to settle with my hair-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I trust her for treating every customer the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe many of you knew that I just chopped my fringe once again few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;The previous time when I did it, it was way too short and I didn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time round, she did the right style for me.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still loving it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I requested not to trim my long hair except my fringe. Even knowing that my hair ends is spilting soon, I wanna keep it as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she introduced me another Loreal's Product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqD462w4I/AAAAAAAAGt4/IcoRq9yBrUw/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqD462w4I/AAAAAAAAGt4/IcoRq9yBrUw/s400/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430331865753371522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loreal's texture expert (Yellow Gold limited collection)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the X'mas, New Year and Chinese New Year Season, Loreal launched this product for after hair-wash treatment. And it's extremely good to use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleek and airy aqua-essence for blow-drying or styling with a light, soft finish. Incell and pearl protien repair and reinforce sensitized hair fiber. Vitamin E acetate brings protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The package came with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aqua Sleek Treatment Essence, lumicontrole hair wax for styling, Stylist's comb, hair clips and a Step-by-Step Guide&lt;/span&gt; for hair styling using the collection's products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went for hair-cut, hubby's reminder is always lingering around my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Only go for hair cut, say NO to all treatments and products."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the ladyboss applied it on my hair after my hairwash,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FALL IN LOVE WITH IT INSTANTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The texture of my hair become so smooth and silky~&lt;br /&gt;So much difference  than before for the dryness due to my rebonding one year ago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell the product individually too, but what attracts me to top up more cash to get the whole collection is because of their wonderful comb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqEngV8-I/AAAAAAAAGuI/3qMVnJKwbO0/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqEngV8-I/AAAAAAAAGuI/3qMVnJKwbO0/s400/IMG_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430331878258635746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After applying the hair essence and wax, just "kiap" to your hair and blow dry it through the holes will make your hair straight like those straighteners does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqES9ZPlI/AAAAAAAAGuA/7f6sFn55Pyk/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqES9ZPlI/AAAAAAAAGuA/7f6sFn55Pyk/s400/IMG_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430331872743341650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it carefully, it's make of brushes, no heat involve!&lt;br /&gt;Lesser damage to your hair compared to those heat-straighteners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqsNBCZBI/AAAAAAAAGug/upHpKrzBMtg/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqsNBCZBI/AAAAAAAAGug/upHpKrzBMtg/s400/IMG_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430332558342775826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah!&lt;br /&gt;Long silky hair back to live again!&lt;br /&gt;No more dullness, no more dryness~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but kept touching my own hair! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;For your information, I did not rebond my hair.&lt;br /&gt;My hair rebonded one year ago and it's still very lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this was a Neighbourhood Salon, the charges is much cheaper than those high-end salon in the malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's located at a much isolated place in Jurong West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As compared to the popular Shirley Mah, Evolution and Two-way Holistic,&lt;br /&gt;this salon is not so commericalised and located at a hidden area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqDdgSB9I/AAAAAAAAGtw/B1tNvaD05iU/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqDdgSB9I/AAAAAAAAGtw/B1tNvaD05iU/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430331858394154962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hairanalyzer Beauty Salon @ Jurong West Ave 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tel: 65636707&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady boss is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khim&lt;/span&gt;, she's the only hairstylist in the shop.&lt;br /&gt;She have many assistants around to do shampoo-ing and blow-drying, but Khim is the only one to cut, rebond, perming and dying your hair personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small, low and squeezy dimmed-light salon, but provide only the best product to customers and making their every cent worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After touching my hair, my colleague already asked me to buy the product for them. And I even introduce some of them to do the rebonding there as my rebonding is really long-lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope every girls will treat their hair as precious, have a Good Hair Day for Chinese New Year! *winks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-1663516467013191009?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1663516467013191009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1663516467013191009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/01/advertorial-if-you-ask-me-which-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1xqrmkY_vI/AAAAAAAAGuY/qs3kGbCdZl8/s72-c/IMG_0077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5665998919712579874</id><published>2010-01-23T00:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:33:56.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I chopped off my fringe, again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy with it this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly the hairstyle I wanted but well, I got many positive feedback. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of all, they said I look so much younger!&lt;br /&gt;No more "ah-lian" look! *HoHoHohO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me feedback too my dear readers! *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I just wanna brighten up myself a little.&lt;br /&gt;Mood have not been realllly good, but I survived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about it sometime soon..&lt;br /&gt;And my two owing advertorials, after my assignment next week alrite?&lt;br /&gt;*bang my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXiydQHXI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/7CsjEagXF2s/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXiydQHXI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/7CsjEagXF2s/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429607818431831410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXie-uIxI/AAAAAAAAGtI/aqASTukhZoc/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXie-uIxI/AAAAAAAAGtI/aqASTukhZoc/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429607813203501842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXiLcVSnI/AAAAAAAAGtA/eknlE093Y4M/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXiLcVSnI/AAAAAAAAGtA/eknlE093Y4M/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429607807958993522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXh9euZKI/AAAAAAAAGs4/GxnQRLvMbbE/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXh9euZKI/AAAAAAAAGs4/GxnQRLvMbbE/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429607804210930850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This time, I really determined to change to someone different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say Goodbye to the old Elene..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's gonna be my last time tearing for a friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;祝你幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5665998919712579874?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5665998919712579874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5665998919712579874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-chopped-off-my-fringe-again-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S1nXiydQHXI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/7CsjEagXF2s/s72-c/IMG_0113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-6046944164783228552</id><published>2010-01-21T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:59:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should be rushing my assignment now..&lt;br /&gt;But I only managed to draft out the outline of the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is in a blank now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depreive of sleep = no motivation to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A HOLIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never been so missing him so much, even much more than how i should be feeling on x'mas and new year when I'm all alone while others are partying away.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so many owing posts and advertorials to do..&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD! I need more than 24hrs a day too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, I'm getting very paranoid and starting my whining here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need my bed.&lt;br /&gt;And i promise i will update, soon soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-6046944164783228552?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6046944164783228552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6046944164783228552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-should-be-rushing-my-assignment-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5661198373462630467</id><published>2010-01-11T00:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:39:22.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;First post of 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blog song to kick off the start!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to this song recently, is playing over and over again on my subwoofer and I'm still not getting tired of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love their dance moves very much... So cool~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my missing in action as I had a "not-very-nice" roster throughout my Season Greetings period.. Oh well, I just prayed hard that my Chinese New Year roster will be a great one for me to well-spend with my family will do, nvm about spending those x'mas and new year eve working as I dun hav a bf with me anyway. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, got pictures posted up!&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the recent one, with lesser words cos I'm lazy!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oDU9wzhnI/AAAAAAAAGoI/i32ul2bXrCA/s1600-h/DSC02933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oDU9wzhnI/AAAAAAAAGoI/i32ul2bXrCA/s400/DSC02933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425152359832716914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oDUa4S2JI/AAAAAAAAGoA/aQBe5HKOhPc/s1600-h/DSC02934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oDUa4S2JI/AAAAAAAAGoA/aQBe5HKOhPc/s400/DSC02934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425152350468888722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door gifts from my Cousin's wedding for 10 course dinner.&lt;br /&gt;First time trying out Ostrich Steak and it's nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;newlove&lt;/span&gt; home on the second day of new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC2-7F-UI/AAAAAAAAGnw/ffCEtU6A39Q/s1600-h/DSC02886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC2-7F-UI/AAAAAAAAGnw/ffCEtU6A39Q/s400/DSC02886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151844748228930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much consideration between Blackberry Bold and iPhone, decided to go for the latter. Luckily I got my bro's BB for test trial.. He still cant understand why I willing to spend so much to buy a no keypad fone.. Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC2ep34vI/AAAAAAAAGno/eRccmQsoFks/s1600-h/DSC02943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC2ep34vI/AAAAAAAAGno/eRccmQsoFks/s400/DSC02943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151836086067954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My x'mas pressies received from my lovely friends and KKH~&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much much!! =)&lt;br /&gt;(Oppss..I just realised it's mostly eyes products.. *lols)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so into Majolica Majorca products recently.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shimmery Shimmery&lt;/span&gt; I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try their swordcut eyebrow pencil next! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the days, a guy asked me out for movie, Avatar in 3D!&lt;br /&gt;Super nice to watch! Highly raves and recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC1ACCl3I/AAAAAAAAGnQ/hni1nE3ah30/s1600-h/DSC02808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC1ACCl3I/AAAAAAAAGnQ/hni1nE3ah30/s400/DSC02808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151810686064498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC2JRfsGI/AAAAAAAAGng/4KQKvLjfLU8/s1600-h/DSC02818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC2JRfsGI/AAAAAAAAGng/4KQKvLjfLU8/s400/DSC02818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151830346674274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC1tuG29I/AAAAAAAAGnY/H0e0qpuYBLc/s1600-h/DSC02821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oC1tuG29I/AAAAAAAAGnY/H0e0qpuYBLc/s400/DSC02821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151822950489042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tat was I'm out with my ex-boyfriend when hubby is at England! *Opps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I always have fetish with TALL guy to be my date.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have an ex-bf of 183cm.. Tis one at 181cm.. and my hubby is 180cm!&lt;br /&gt;Too used with Tall men maybe? Cos of my family men are TALL men too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with him and he accompanied me for my wildful actions again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCKqJHxmI/AAAAAAAAGm4/KKfsb4409LQ/s1600-h/DSC02822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCKqJHxmI/AAAAAAAAGm4/KKfsb4409LQ/s400/DSC02822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151083255678562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no permission yet from hubby for my tongue piercing, but i got the approve for Tragus piercing! *lols~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCK-gup1I/AAAAAAAAGnA/rNvU3vxLWrs/s1600-h/DSC02823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCK-gup1I/AAAAAAAAGnA/rNvU3vxLWrs/s400/DSC02823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151088723404626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what the piercer said that gave me this expression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCLQN1hMI/AAAAAAAAGnI/ts2_4sm7ylM/s1600-h/DSC02825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCLQN1hMI/AAAAAAAAGnI/ts2_4sm7ylM/s400/DSC02825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151093476000962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready, set, SHOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCKCsx9cI/AAAAAAAAGmw/s-6AEhelMvI/s1600-h/DSC02838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCKCsx9cI/AAAAAAAAGmw/s-6AEhelMvI/s400/DSC02838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151072667825602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ta-dah!&lt;br /&gt;I like and I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna try something new in the new year lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCJk59iqI/AAAAAAAAGmo/lOj8kPaIvTk/s1600-h/DSC02828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oCJk59iqI/AAAAAAAAGmo/lOj8kPaIvTk/s400/DSC02828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425151064670046882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including going for Hollywood All Off Waxing at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honeypot&lt;/span&gt; with my girlfriend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: I think mummy will kill me if she saw my piercing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;him: Dun worry, last time listen to her, now u engaged liao is listen to husband. I said chop with aprrove, you go pierce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. as always, full of nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;And he seriously think that I really aimed to be a changed girlfriend after spending so much to pamper myself! Now he gonna be worry and prepared for my beauty expenses in the future liao.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not yet ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 2009 endes, went to JB with my colleagues for pampering session too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_E2iIrvI/AAAAAAAAGlI/WDzX47x8eXk/s1600-h/DSC02787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_E2iIrvI/AAAAAAAAGlI/WDzX47x8eXk/s400/DSC02787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425147684967722738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite French Toast which I missed for Months!!&lt;br /&gt;So tempting that I had a bite first before I took the pic.. LOLs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_EW0Vc6I/AAAAAAAAGlA/SaQRxRNB-jA/s1600-h/DSC02794.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_EKXedeI/AAAAAAAAGk4/-6NGJwSR_qc/s1600-h/DSC02793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_EKXedeI/AAAAAAAAGk4/-6NGJwSR_qc/s400/DSC02793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425147673111852514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_EW0Vc6I/AAAAAAAAGlA/SaQRxRNB-jA/s1600-h/DSC02794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_EW0Vc6I/AAAAAAAAGlA/SaQRxRNB-jA/s400/DSC02794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425147676454122402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_EW0Vc6I/AAAAAAAAGlA/SaQRxRNB-jA/s1600-h/DSC02794.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oM4OxxENI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/RtjJmdUtq84/s1600-h/DSC02797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oM4OxxENI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/RtjJmdUtq84/s400/DSC02797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425162861300224210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pampering Pedicure session ready for X'mas and New Year! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, my daddy got a mini fortune and treated us crabby crabs as I requested!&lt;br /&gt;I love my family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_DeOwFII/AAAAAAAAGko/QjjtnWoKeAE/s1600-h/DSC02777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0n_DeOwFII/AAAAAAAAGko/QjjtnWoKeAE/s400/DSC02777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425147661264098434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAnSGgpHI/AAAAAAAAGl4/zRVmcPEtYxw/s1600-h/DSC02841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAnSGgpHI/AAAAAAAAGl4/zRVmcPEtYxw/s320/DSC02841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425149375995225202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAnDHdFHI/AAAAAAAAGlw/M8AarvwL6C8/s1600-h/DSC02840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAnDHdFHI/AAAAAAAAGlw/M8AarvwL6C8/s320/DSC02840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425149371972654194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I keep my promise to blog more often when I'm free from work and school and&lt;br /&gt;WEBCAM SESSION with love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is studying for his exams now and watching me over the webcam while I'm typing this, not forgetting making fun of me on and off till I forgot what I'm supposed to type!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAKd3iekI/AAAAAAAAGlY/Xa9Dqw_yGHE/s1600-h/DSC02864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAKd3iekI/AAAAAAAAGlY/Xa9Dqw_yGHE/s320/DSC02864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425148880937450050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAKLmICtI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/5IJPTzv6PMc/s1600-h/DSC02865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAKLmICtI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/5IJPTzv6PMc/s320/DSC02865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425148876032576210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oALLC_iiI/AAAAAAAAGlo/xK0ZHBhCITA/s1600-h/DSC02862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oALLC_iiI/AAAAAAAAGlo/xK0ZHBhCITA/s320/DSC02862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425148893065087522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAK2QuVZI/AAAAAAAAGlg/_abQ5l3tyVU/s1600-h/DSC02863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oAK2QuVZI/AAAAAAAAGlg/_abQ5l3tyVU/s320/DSC02863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425148887485535634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year is gonna be a new start...&lt;br /&gt;And I gonna make sure this year gonna be very different from the last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More anticipating for my cny than this new year actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for shopping and reason for TONS of new clothes!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5661198373462630467?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5661198373462630467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5661198373462630467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-of-2010-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/S0oDU9wzhnI/AAAAAAAAGoI/i32ul2bXrCA/s72-c/DSC02933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-8663322329779362155</id><published>2009-12-26T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:48:03.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't wait for 2009 to be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 more days to 2010!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrFBAnFeI/AAAAAAAAGjM/b0IwnnNGtts/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrFBAnFeI/AAAAAAAAGjM/b0IwnnNGtts/s400/xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419214723036419554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice? Haha! I love the feel of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy hubby, who is spending his white xmas in a cold cold country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a promise, is to spend my first ever white christmas in New York during our honeymoon.. Shopping along Fifth Avenue on Boxing Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long more to wait before my wish come true?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know for sure that he will grant my wish, becos he's my personal Santa. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you guys spend your xmas?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I worked night shift on the eve, then spend my x'mas day gathering with my family for my grandpa's death anniversary. *lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, hubby is back from Austria and we had a good two hours chat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was commenting my status about me being happy over shortlisted for HDB BTO, only to realise that there was nothing to be happy about cos my queue number is far away from the available units offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, was discussing with hubby regarding future home plans..&lt;br /&gt;Glad that he still go around comparing our wedding bands prices. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful Silent X'mas nite, with a heart-to-heart msn with my beis..&lt;br /&gt;I miss her very very very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conclude the year 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Was at bei's place counting down for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hubby was with me, kissed when 2009 arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Many children were newly diagnosed with cancer and our ward run like mad throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Took a 13 hours long flight alone to Europe to visit my love and started our one month honeymoon trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hubby proposed unoffically under the Effiel Tower at Paris and I agreed with tears, starting all our marriage plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My ward converted to 5 days shift and more than half of my off days were gone.&lt;br /&gt;Started my Degree course and still struggling between work and school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Went for our short holiday at Bangkok and hubby fall in love with that place because of the crazy shopping bargains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A major arguement broke out between us and we broke off for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Things cleared, found out that we actually wanted to spend the rest of our life with each other very much. Hence, we are treasuring each other more now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Recurrent of my sickness, on 2 years of long term medication again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Had a big quarrel with my Eldest bro, and till now, we only talk to each other PRN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I fell into the drain and sprained my ankle. Still awaiting to visit doctor for Xray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Double joy in my family - Second brother's wedding and Baby Nephew is arriving next year! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Mummy was hospitalised for Hysterectomy, and that was when I realised I'm very dependent on her, almost a spoiltbrat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Getting more closely with both paternal and maternal family, and I really love my BIG family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fair share of good and bad things happened throughout this year, one after another. But overall, it's a bad one for me. So I can't wait for it to pass quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I'm looking forward to in 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;March when he's back for holiday! The longest seperation I ever had with him for a period of 6 months!! *oh god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby nephew arrival!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hubby's graduation in July and he will be back, no more Long-Distance Relationship, no more webcam, no more attached status but leading a single life!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our 2nd Europe trip. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changing of job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completion of my Degree course in December, hopefully no more additional modules!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Too many things that happened this year, taught me to be tough and stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrFpT9aBI/AAAAAAAAGjU/qRYCpRE2oQc/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrFpT9aBI/AAAAAAAAGjU/qRYCpRE2oQc/s400/DSC00708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419214733854992402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Only within a year, and all our status had changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Attached, Engaged, Married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;I remembered how the friendship had all started out 4 years ago and how it all become now finding our own happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;And the hangout can never be like how it is before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nevertheless, brothers will always be brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;The "brotherhood" we once shared and the crazy things we once did, will never be forgotten. Especially those times when I need you guys the most, you guys will always be there just to watch me cry... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrF7s-78I/AAAAAAAAGjc/x-fb4vaqAUk/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrF7s-78I/AAAAAAAAGjc/x-fb4vaqAUk/s400/DSC00627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419214738791788482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;People changed, feelings changed, priorty changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; The only thing that won't changed, is memory we all shared together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrGU3AAJI/AAAAAAAAGjk/5ZqPfoED_OQ/s1600-h/DSC01585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrGU3AAJI/AAAAAAAAGjk/5ZqPfoED_OQ/s400/DSC01585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419214745544687762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;The greatest thing of all is, even when we lost contact for such a long time, you can always sense my missing at the other end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;No words can describe how grateful I am to have a friendship which is more than just being friends, or rather soulmate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;This year also taught me, if you really love that someone, let him go, if he came back to you, he meant to be yours forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrGosC4BI/AAAAAAAAGjs/0JiruuQyDJ4/s1600-h/DSC01706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrGosC4BI/AAAAAAAAGjs/0JiruuQyDJ4/s400/DSC01706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419214750867447826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;And because the love is so precious, I'm not gonna lose it again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-8663322329779362155?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8663322329779362155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8663322329779362155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-wait-for-2009-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SzTrFBAnFeI/AAAAAAAAGjM/b0IwnnNGtts/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4166878249933748026</id><published>2009-12-19T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:58:40.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I WANT TO GET MARRIED TOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I actually teared when I watch &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.clicknetwork.tv/watch.aspx?c=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;v=268"&gt;Xiaxue's wedding proposal&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sweet and romantic can! OMG.. And the ring is really BLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was webcaming with hubby this morning and I showed him a wedding videomontage of my primary school friend. Another sweet couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like, "Wah lau.. friends of my age mostly all got married liao.. what am i still doing here? Waiting for a guy who got no guarantee to marry me, no car, no money, no flat!" ( I know I sound very mean but this is how we always talk to each other, and we are so used to it liao.. hahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he went "ARRGGHHh!!! You wait you wait, two years later I will give you a grand wedding and before 40 years old, I will make sure it's your friend's turn to envy you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHH.. think so highly of himself.  But I like it!!&lt;br /&gt;Cos this will motivate him to work harder.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we continued about my course in KKH recently, so I commented like I will just do all my best whatever my Sister assigned me to do, so that next time when I decided to have a change of environment, I will get a good testimonial too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him: Good good, glad you think this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: But my ambition is to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; be a housewife, no need such testimonial anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him: Oh.. so be housewife means working for me, then I will have to read your testimonial first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: Diaoz.. so are you able to pay me for what I'm getting now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him: Of cos, or maybe more than what you're getting now. But u must be good wife first.. HAHAHAHA! (Imagining me scrubbing toilets, cooking, chasing after kids)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: (-_-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, he just so Full Of Nonsenses.&lt;br /&gt;But it was this that cheer me up and feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before we hanged up the call, he carefully asked if we are holding our ROM first then the wedding banquet in two seperate events..&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to him, I finally agreed to divide the ceremony into two seperate days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had all the plans, venues and studios in mind already, just awaiting for comfirmation to put everything into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man... I said until like as if I'm going to get married anytime soon.. LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wished the day will arrive soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Syu0opTlPTI/AAAAAAAAGjE/TvU0mpR93J4/s1600-h/6054_97646039914_546469914_2039619_3369588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Syu0opTlPTI/AAAAAAAAGjE/TvU0mpR93J4/s400/6054_97646039914_546469914_2039619_3369588_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416621587218906418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6 more months for his studies to complete... Counting down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4166878249933748026?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4166878249933748026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4166878249933748026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-get-married-too-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Syu0opTlPTI/AAAAAAAAGjE/TvU0mpR93J4/s72-c/6054_97646039914_546469914_2039619_3369588_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-2717445658911615186</id><published>2009-12-16T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:13:02.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It gonna be my last x'mas without him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SykA3Oh7KcI/AAAAAAAAGic/9-trfdhPCEQ/s1600-h/Picture+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SykA3Oh7KcI/AAAAAAAAGic/9-trfdhPCEQ/s400/Picture+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415860975682922946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the concern, my mum is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Having to work and taking care of the household is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from nite shift and hit the pillow after shower immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the afternoon, did the laudry.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the clothes in the washing machine, I cooked dinner for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 dishes for continuous two days!&lt;br /&gt;So proud of myself! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While hanging clothes in the kitchen, my niece is happily playing hide-n-seek with me behind bamboos of clothes.. *haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a total feeling of housewife is gonna be like..&lt;br /&gt;And hubby like it so much cos he knew mummy is using this chance to teach me cooking and becoming a good houswife. *duhz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, it was Vivi magazine that my bro bought for me that make me feel rewarded!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention hubby's early xmas present for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was randomly online shopping at Dorothy Perkins that day and saw this dress which I like it so much.. But in Singapore, I can't seem to find it in the outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SykDfp8OZGI/AAAAAAAAGi0/LlboISmcRRM/s1600-h/56208130_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SykDfp8OZGI/AAAAAAAAGi0/LlboISmcRRM/s400/56208130_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415863869259015266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sweetie actually took a picture of it and went to the outlet in UK the next day and bought it for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, being my personal Santa Claus. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy when he showed me on webcam that night cos ever since my mum got admitted, we haven been webcaming each other for almost a week as he's rushing his lab project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he said that is not my x'mas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled, until he showed me another BIGGER SURPRISE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black photo album which I have always been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;And inside were all our Europe trip pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;Something I have been wanting to do since I came back in July...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never expect him to give me this actually.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought this can only be completed when he come back next year and we do it together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this is the sweetest xmas present I ever received from him cos it's not something which he used money to buy, but an effort he put in to see me smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't wait to receive it on my hands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I have to wait till next year March...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Doing so much just to earn back my trust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;All the memories are flowing back to me for how much we have went through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SykGe4kcmNI/AAAAAAAAGi8/Gl29Nun9mO8/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SykGe4kcmNI/AAAAAAAAGi8/Gl29Nun9mO8/s400/Picture+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415867154540828882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're still the one that always melt my heart away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-2717445658911615186?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2717445658911615186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2717445658911615186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-gonna-be-my-last-xmas-without-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SykA3Oh7KcI/AAAAAAAAGic/9-trfdhPCEQ/s72-c/Picture+25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-6720098284483988688</id><published>2009-12-14T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:55:01.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeling Shitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing in action for almost a week.&lt;br /&gt;It was a sudden decision to arrange my mum for Hysterectomy done due to her excessive bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to see her in pain, not able to do her normal daily activity.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel the pain my patient's parents had when I did something to their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy was hospitalised for 5 days, and still unable to pass urine without the catherisation. And knowing her wanted to go home so much, arranged her discharge for home with urine bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it could be much easier for me to update her condition so that I dun have to stay by her side apart from my working hours in the same hospital, still have to take care of the housechores at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on top of my usual shift work, and extra assignments at work, I reached home late after collecting my reading material from school, shocked to find out that my mum's urine bag is full of bloody urine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt damn guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Blame myself for not checking on her frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Not paying more attention to her condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to rush her down to A&amp;amp;E, but she strongly refused, afraid to alarm my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Up to no choice, I re-position her urine catheter and called my bro.&lt;br /&gt;Now the urine is much clearer, hopefully I dun have to send her in the middle of the night later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crying infront of her just now.&lt;br /&gt;But i couldn't let her see my tears flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel utterly bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry mum, failed being a good daughter who is a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;Shameful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh buddha, please let my mum recover fast..&lt;br /&gt;It's such a pain to see her suffer..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, my sprained ankle is starting to swell again, I have got no time for x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;Just let me walk with ease at least for this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I got the emotional support, I can't breakdown at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong and I need to be strong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-6720098284483988688?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6720098284483988688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6720098284483988688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeling-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-3233643174478496742</id><published>2009-12-04T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:52:09.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so proud of myself that I managed to work 5 days straighting with my bandaged legs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. I still having difficulties walking leh..&lt;br /&gt;At the end of my every shift, I feel like legs are going to break soon..&lt;br /&gt;And I have the tendency to rely on my the other leg for standing and dragging my injured feet, causing more pain to the muscles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I can recover fast, 4 to 6 weeks of recovery is killing me!!&lt;br /&gt;And I almost slipped and fell just now on the rainy day road... *cries~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming...&lt;br /&gt;Ever since hubby left, I have never like spending x'mas..&lt;br /&gt;So many years liao, I dunno how is the feeling like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though last year he did came back on x'mas eve, it wasn't a sweet one also..&lt;br /&gt;And this year's x'mas eve, I'm working nite shift, was quite happy abt it! *lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Aren't you coming back this x'mas since I sprained my ankle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him: &lt;/span&gt;You sprained ankle, it's not fractured leh..by the time i go back maybe you already started running...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... what a good bf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teasing each other is still our way of communicating after so many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxkyaYMqSBI/AAAAAAAAGiM/31VNQ0Uaxlk/s1600-h/DSC02693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxkyaYMqSBI/AAAAAAAAGiM/31VNQ0Uaxlk/s400/DSC02693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411411856015902738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been sweet these few days, to be on the webcam doing assignment with me for the whole week.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt; What do you want for x'mas tis year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; I want you to come back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ask Santa to give me a new hp then, i seriously need a new hp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sxktktf_1qI/AAAAAAAAGh8/XIPlPIgKeWM/s1600-h/BlackBerryOnyxTMo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sxktktf_1qI/AAAAAAAAGh8/XIPlPIgKeWM/s400/BlackBerryOnyxTMo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411406535974704802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxkwoAPtC1I/AAAAAAAAGiE/HZwjitAK7W0/s1600-h/Image%28119%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxkwoAPtC1I/AAAAAAAAGiE/HZwjitAK7W0/s400/Image%28119%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411409891081128786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken during our first x'mas together on 2004..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Merry x'mas silly, the best gift I have given you is to gain your weight of 20kg in 5 years time.. *LOLs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-3233643174478496742?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/3233643174478496742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/3233643174478496742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-proud-of-myself-that-i-managed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxkyaYMqSBI/AAAAAAAAGiM/31VNQ0Uaxlk/s72-c/DSC02693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4498011195235821731</id><published>2009-11-29T03:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T05:17:37.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;大喜事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally it's 27 November, my lovely brother's wedding!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures of groom and bride though!&lt;br /&gt;I kept forgetting to take picture of them and I don't know why!!!&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for photos from photographer liao.. *duhz.. stupid me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFvdhEoFwI/AAAAAAAAGeY/r6RPaUgXpSo/s1600/DSC02670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409227180333340418" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFvdhEoFwI/AAAAAAAAGeY/r6RPaUgXpSo/s400/DSC02670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFyarXj1kI/AAAAAAAAGfA/aK49TohEuJs/s1600/DSC02715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409230430092383810" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFyarXj1kI/AAAAAAAAGfA/aK49TohEuJs/s400/DSC02715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 7 years apart from my eldest brother's wedding..&lt;br /&gt;Plus my second brother make it quite a grand one, everyone busy like a busybee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that my bro called at 10pm and told me that he have not find his march in song yet.. *fainted! Not to mention his many last minute thingy, he's gonna love me very much especially for the buffet caterer! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am!&lt;br /&gt;Feel like as if I'm the one to get married lor, why am I so excited that I can't get to sleep? *LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm SUPER HAPPY that my "pork leg" subsided that day!&lt;br /&gt;Still crippling around but at least I managed to walk around to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god! I thought my bro's friends will think I must be a borned-handicapped sister! Not until they saw my scary bruises. *hahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFvfY9PwNI/AAAAAAAAGe4/5nfsC5byF64/s1600/DSC02710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409227212514640082" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFvfY9PwNI/AAAAAAAAGe4/5nfsC5byF64/s400/DSC02710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for tea ceremony~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFve-noL0I/AAAAAAAAGew/gbsZIcD06v4/s1600/DSC02708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409227205444644674" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFve-noL0I/AAAAAAAAGew/gbsZIcD06v4/s400/DSC02708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFvesD5iXI/AAAAAAAAGeo/Ih1hUPSLdW4/s1600/DSC02712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409227200462948722" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFvesD5iXI/AAAAAAAAGeo/Ih1hUPSLdW4/s400/DSC02712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFveLYOjZI/AAAAAAAAGeg/gfRzkmgrCV4/s1600/DSC02711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409227191689842066" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFveLYOjZI/AAAAAAAAGeg/gfRzkmgrCV4/s400/DSC02711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFybNdNEuI/AAAAAAAAGfI/BU6K9kY-_OQ/s1600/DSC02694-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409230439242863330" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFybNdNEuI/AAAAAAAAGfI/BU6K9kY-_OQ/s400/DSC02694-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like Mother, Like Daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50% of my bad gene is from my mum.&lt;br /&gt;50% of good gene from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Make some sense? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFybwJccMI/AAAAAAAAGfY/4UMy9HaVy64/s1600/DSC02717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409230448555225282" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFybwJccMI/AAAAAAAAGfY/4UMy9HaVy64/s400/DSC02717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make up for mummy!&lt;br /&gt;Not bad lah, can pass. I only have 10mins cos daddy is rushing us like mad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFybTRfo9I/AAAAAAAAGfQ/x0sjC18oBhQ/s1600/DSC02716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409230440804361170" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFybTRfo9I/AAAAAAAAGfQ/x0sjC18oBhQ/s400/DSC02716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF9zl4gpJI/AAAAAAAAGhI/7PzNxHViz_U/s1600/DSC02774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409242952744608914" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF9zl4gpJI/AAAAAAAAGhI/7PzNxHViz_U/s400/DSC02774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bcos of my injury, I can't get any dress in time for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;So my sweet silly bought this dress online and got it mailed to my place..&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks hubby, muacks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFycPCTjbI/AAAAAAAAGfg/fjX_RiISPLo/s1600/DSC02721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409230456846781874" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFycPCTjbI/AAAAAAAAGfg/fjX_RiISPLo/s400/DSC02721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding dinner at Grand Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFzyXJJ6BI/AAAAAAAAGfw/3ZC0tUASzZA/s1600/DSC02723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409231936491743250" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFzyXJJ6BI/AAAAAAAAGfw/3ZC0tUASzZA/s400/DSC02723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's colleagues who flew all the way from Germany with this wedding gift along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Traditional German Wedding, newly weds must play this game on their big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband supposed go through the cloth at the head,&lt;br /&gt;then the wife got to go through the sleeves at the hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means my bro can see but hands are not allowed to move, but my sister-in-law who is standing behind him is able to move her hands but is not able to see what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they got to go through various of " daily activities test" that are planned for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From brushing the teeth to shaving, having breakfast, to eating fruits, to drinking beer with potato chips and lastly, using of condom! *LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brought so much laughters to all the guests!!&lt;br /&gt;A very interesting game for newly weds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFzzMdb9xI/AAAAAAAAGgA/xKNG0Kcg85o/s1600/DSC02735.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxGH0o9uD5I/AAAAAAAAGhY/vVEbZbBoAUE/s1600/DSC02729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409253965867913106" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxGH0o9uD5I/AAAAAAAAGhY/vVEbZbBoAUE/s400/DSC02729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxGH0O47JnI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/Q1qT4WGoJmg/s1600/DSC02734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409253958868477554" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxGH0O47JnI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/Q1qT4WGoJmg/s400/DSC02734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFzyywANWI/AAAAAAAAGf4/8kAhzuzxR_Y/s1600/DSC02737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409231943902442850" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFzyywANWI/AAAAAAAAGf4/8kAhzuzxR_Y/s400/DSC02737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said the taste of condom is terrible... *LOLs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFzzjlIZwI/AAAAAAAAGgI/6lbtrbqKMug/s1600/DSC02740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409231957010179842" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFzzjlIZwI/AAAAAAAAGgI/6lbtrbqKMug/s400/DSC02740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My talented cousin (in red) went up to stage and perform too!!&lt;br /&gt;His flute's skill is really goddamngood lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3xZek3LI/AAAAAAAAGgw/w4uUNCab7Gg/s1600/DSC02751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409236317985103026" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3xZek3LI/AAAAAAAAGgw/w4uUNCab7Gg/s400/DSC02751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this little cute boy with his mummy!&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;korkor&lt;/span&gt;'s son, super cute can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked him to hug me but he kissed me instead! *melted~&lt;br /&gt;I hope my future children will be as cute as him!! *hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3ww4ifHI/AAAAAAAAGgo/4DYTyTkE308/s1600/DSC02750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409236307088145522" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3ww4ifHI/AAAAAAAAGgo/4DYTyTkE308/s400/DSC02750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys cousins united~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3wCaw5ZI/AAAAAAAAGgY/w89UJYy_R4E/s1600/DSC02746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409236294615229842" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3wCaw5ZI/AAAAAAAAGgY/w89UJYy_R4E/s400/DSC02746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls cousins even united!! *hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3vjwHwYI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/mTVmmEbK6zM/s1600/DSC02745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409236286383309186" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3vjwHwYI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/mTVmmEbK6zM/s400/DSC02745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3wTfJ_oI/AAAAAAAAGgg/Vfc31ckTsP0/s1600/DSC02747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409236299197054594" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF3wTfJ_oI/AAAAAAAAGgg/Vfc31ckTsP0/s400/DSC02747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF9yg36xfI/AAAAAAAAGg4/QMm9nE8a1Tk/s1600/DSC02752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409242934220080626" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF9yg36xfI/AAAAAAAAGg4/QMm9nE8a1Tk/s400/DSC02752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the picture hanging on the wall and you will know what we are trying to do.. mUahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw many other familiar faces during the dinner, including many of my bro's old classmates who wouldn't believe I'm his sister after not seeing me for so many years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went table to table to greet my relatives, including my grandma's sisters who I haven seen for 15 years. Plus some other ones who can't recongnised me who I just met few months ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two thing I wanna declare cos I've been bombark-ed with the same questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. I did not undergo any plastic surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless putting on braces is considered as plastic cosmetic surgery? *Duhz..&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why my eyes got bigger and jaw got sharper.&lt;br /&gt;I still that make up do wonders.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I drank too much of hubby's saliva and he passed his gene to me? *lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. I'm not getting married yet until 2014.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I had our mini meeting about wedding last night.&lt;br /&gt;We both wanted to get married only after our build-to-order flat is ready and it will only due for completion at 2014.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the flat can be ready earlier, we might consider getting married earlier.&lt;br /&gt;So HDB, please speed up the procedures, I wanna get married soon too!!&lt;br /&gt;Details of my flat will be posted again once everything is finalised by HDB! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When everything ended, my bro got a little tipsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He came to thank me and we hugged each other real tight until I go a little breathless bcos of his big size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;When I said "I love you kor", it was from the bottom of my heart, the first time in my entire life I said this personally to him.&lt;br /&gt;I actually teared a little.&lt;br /&gt;And I saw him got emotional too, telling me I'm most wonderful sis on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;And of cos to me, he's the most wonderful brother on earth too, always being there for me when I need him. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'll never forget the memories you gave it to me since young..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The time you always let me win even though I'm the loser, patting me to sleep at night, fighting tibits with me and teasing me all the time, teaching my homework and guiding me in life, being there whenever i need you, and not forgetting you changing diapers and showering me when I'm a baby cos mummy went for operation!! *lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I didn't realised how much you had done for me until now when i typed this and i realised the list go never ending... I will definately treat your baby like the way you treated me.. With many love and care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;My sweetest blessing to my kor and er sao.. Happy Marriage ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF9zE838bI/AAAAAAAAGhA/GxSkNl0h6Z4/s1600/DSC02771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409242943904543154" style="width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxF9zE838bI/AAAAAAAAGhA/GxSkNl0h6Z4/s400/DSC02771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep now at 4.50am. Goodnite ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally heading back to work tomorrow for night shift after rotting at home for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Research assignment is dueing and I have yet to complete, damn sian!&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/36625805-4498011195235821731?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4498011195235821731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4498011195235821731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-its-27-november-my-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SxFvdhEoFwI/AAAAAAAAGeY/r6RPaUgXpSo/s72-c/DSC02670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-1284853992880685537</id><published>2009-11-18T23:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:57:37.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessing in Diguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy occasion is coming in 5 days time!!&lt;br /&gt;But before that, while i was helping my bro going relatives' place giving out wedding invitation cards,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I fell into the drain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwleZdM1RYI/AAAAAAAAGeI/TY6rJHx8nkA/s1600/DSC02690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwleZdM1RYI/AAAAAAAAGeI/TY6rJHx8nkA/s400/DSC02690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406956619063182722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn suay can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just about to get into my dad's car and I din realised there's a deep drain and fell into it. It's knee height drain can..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are so guilty about it and I can really see the pain in their eyes too when I was groaning in pain, asking for painkiller at 3am in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's a good time for me to really rest my body well..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself that I managed to go through my lectures and night shifts (though I skipped a few hours of lecture), and attending courses apart from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is really time for body to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Despite I still have to take Codine or Diclofenac on and off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being happy in progress~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQiVXFEM0I/AAAAAAAAGdw/WJT-B_IiB0s/s1600/DSC02634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQiVXFEM0I/AAAAAAAAGdw/WJT-B_IiB0s/s400/DSC02634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405483203119297346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bomb-like parcel from love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQiWOUsU0I/AAAAAAAAGeA/9jKICDfE66g/s1600/DSC02636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQiWOUsU0I/AAAAAAAAGeA/9jKICDfE66g/s400/DSC02636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405483217948791618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates from Belgium when he went there holidaying..&lt;br /&gt;And he want me to emphasis that it's the most famous and tasty chocolate in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQiVxke3HI/AAAAAAAAGd4/NxYRtRxD-ZI/s1600/DSC02638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQiVxke3HI/AAAAAAAAGd4/NxYRtRxD-ZI/s400/DSC02638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405483210230389874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took one whole week to arrive on my hands..&lt;br /&gt;Really taste yummy, especially it's from love =)&lt;br /&gt;Super addictive!! But I'm controlling it to prevent pimples outbreak before Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 5 years 7 months anniversary! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwlmYaYLaTI/AAAAAAAAGeQ/2YWQy4oiqHY/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwlmYaYLaTI/AAAAAAAAGeQ/2YWQy4oiqHY/s400/Video+call+snapshot+21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406965397218617650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what he's doing, he created this heartshape thingy while webcaming with me so i snapped a pic.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna blog about my bday..&lt;br /&gt;Cos ever since after my bday, bad things had been happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I just hope 2009 be over soon, it's such a bad year for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRuonztHI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/hWHCrg42jxg/s1600/DSC02508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRuonztHI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/hWHCrg42jxg/s400/DSC02508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405464945627477106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bday gift from colleague.. Know me so well!&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can use it on Friday though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pampering myself by buying some presents for myself.&lt;br /&gt;He almost fainted when he saw my credit card statement online.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking $150 spend in Watsons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; HOW DID YOU SPEND $150 IN WATSONS? OMG CHIEW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the picture of what I bought.. lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRuAnWcuI/AAAAAAAAGdI/WZOfyxzsNws/s1600/DSC02505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRuAnWcuI/AAAAAAAAGdI/WZOfyxzsNws/s400/DSC02505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405464934888141538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TA-DAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQfVkODt9I/AAAAAAAAGdo/iwkIJRKEcDM/s1600/DSC02496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQfVkODt9I/AAAAAAAAGdo/iwkIJRKEcDM/s400/DSC02496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405479908111792082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRuydZsfI/AAAAAAAAGdY/ecmF1nIoNA4/s1600/DSC02499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRuydZsfI/AAAAAAAAGdY/ecmF1nIoNA4/s400/DSC02499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405464948268184050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new love for Chanel! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRvSX1F0I/AAAAAAAAGdg/WegswKGDvJo/s1600/DSC02557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwQRvSX1F0I/AAAAAAAAGdg/WegswKGDvJo/s400/DSC02557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405464956834748226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend bcos I wanna be more pretty and that's bcos of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna feel threathen by other girls anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your heart you know, I can beat all the girls out there, it's just the matter I want to do it or not. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles &lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cause I ain't giving up on love &lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;No I ain't giving up on us &lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-1284853992880685537?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1284853992880685537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1284853992880685537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessing-in-diguise-happy-occasion-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwleZdM1RYI/AAAAAAAAGeI/TY6rJHx8nkA/s72-c/DSC02690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-1592890629347650939</id><published>2009-11-17T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T02:24:02.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finding the old Elene in progress....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying very hard to search back the old me..&lt;br /&gt;I hope my blog will be back to the full of blissful love story very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were once felt so fortunate that we build up a strong foundation before miles separate us apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, we thought that the distance between us had fade our relationship away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many quarrels and misunderstanding, when we were at the edge of giving up, either one of us always pull the other one back in time and salvage this love that seems so fragile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the cold morning when I woke up preparing for work, the weather reminds me of Paris.&lt;br /&gt;He was on the webcam, and I know he's putting in effort to pull me back from the thoughts of giving up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our past memories is not making me to stay anymore, he changed his strategy to talk to me about our future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He imagine about our life after we stay together once we got our love nest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he asked me to look at my monitor closely.. so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pointed to his bed and asked me to look at the photoframe which I gave it to him two years ago. The photo that was taken during his 21st bday, one of his favourite picture with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You saw the picture over there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah.. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I took this picture with another girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What are you talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;That girl in the picture used to love me a lot a lot, unlike you now.. so bu guai already..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;no matter what I said, is not getting into you now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept silence for a moment, don't know what to answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. OnceI  love him so much.. Once willing to give up everything just for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, he webcam with me again, and he asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do you still want to marry me..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I'm not so expecting it as much as before anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied confidently that the day will come, and it's gonna be in 3 years time as what we planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm learning to cook some nice dishes now, next time I will do the cookings since you are doing shift work.."&lt;/span&gt; was the next thing he told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when he's not giving me attitude, he can be such a sweetiepie to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I still as useless as before, I surrendered.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't afford to lose him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed some things that we learned..&lt;br /&gt;And finally sunshine after the rain when I told him about the funny incident that happened in his hostel, when we fell asleep while our clothes were still in the washing machine... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I forgot the purpose of him buying Happy for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my christmas's present and apology gift from him..&lt;br /&gt;And he wants me to be Happy forever. If I'm not, Happy will do the job to keep me accompany..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF--T-9-2I/AAAAAAAAGcg/RryZYzjOzEs/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF--T-9-2I/AAAAAAAAGcg/RryZYzjOzEs/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404740636802677602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-DvN8FII/AAAAAAAAGcQ/oRmW6DB3oWw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-DvN8FII/AAAAAAAAGcQ/oRmW6DB3oWw/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404739630500942978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF--mXGeUI/AAAAAAAAGco/a8oStvjyu3E/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF--mXGeUI/AAAAAAAAGco/a8oStvjyu3E/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404740641735735618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-999eGGI/AAAAAAAAGcY/OIddmHNipcI/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-999eGGI/AAAAAAAAGcY/OIddmHNipcI/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404740630890813538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm on my way to be Happy, again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding my health that many readers concern, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held off my medication two weeks ago when I'm really emotionally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm taking back again now, and stopped the one which will helps to pace down my fast heartbeat yet at the same time, having side effects of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna visit my family doctor for review soon and blood test is due too to check on my levels. Thanks for the concern, very much appreciated. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the mood to take picture today!&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, to show that I'm really really fine.&lt;br /&gt;My apology for the emo posts recently and keep you guys worrying for me.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-DHi185I/AAAAAAAAGcI/8vaYev4WVZI/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-DHi185I/AAAAAAAAGcI/8vaYev4WVZI/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404739619851203474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-C_wnXdI/AAAAAAAAGcA/5SeFEtJf5_M/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-C_wnXdI/AAAAAAAAGcA/5SeFEtJf5_M/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404739617761484242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-Cq6rdwI/AAAAAAAAGb4/FKi2nja6buw/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-Cq6rdwI/AAAAAAAAGb4/FKi2nja6buw/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404739612166551298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-CNno0XI/AAAAAAAAGbw/JwytGMK0Gfs/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF-CNno0XI/AAAAAAAAGbw/JwytGMK0Gfs/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404739604302057842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Elene Tan will be back soon,&lt;/span&gt; GOODNITE WORLD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-1592890629347650939?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1592890629347650939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1592890629347650939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/11/finding-old-elene-in-progress.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SwF--T-9-2I/AAAAAAAAGcg/RryZYzjOzEs/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-5364453296299153605</id><published>2009-11-13T21:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:24:00.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went through a terrible week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had many anger in me just now that I wanna verge out onto this little blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow when I sat here, I decided not to blame anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not myself too.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to believe that it's all fated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fated to born in this family.&lt;br /&gt;To carry all the responsibilities though I have two elder brothers.&lt;br /&gt;To go through this kind of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought with my eldest brother few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;His fiercely temper almost killed me, so I ran away from home, making the other family members bombing my hp and searching me below my void deck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person I called was my second brother, he flew back in the middle of his meeting to make sure mummy and I were ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second person I called was the one at the far away UK.&lt;br /&gt;He woke up immediately after hearing my sobbings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost and really don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached home, I hit onto pillow and realised how mentally and physically exhausted I was.. Still dragged myself to work the next day with my extremely puffy eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a heart-to-heart sms with my second bro, apologised for screwing up the happy occassion which supposed to be arriving in the next two weeks. He did not blame me though, instead he supported n gave me lots of emotionally comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed this incident somehow brought my relationship with my second bro even closer. And it make him realised that I finally grown up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him exactly what I'm feeling, I'm glad that he understood.&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that I was very brave to fight for my mum, when my that idiotic brother is twice my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never ever had such a conflict with any of my family members before.&lt;br /&gt;This time when I suddenly exploded, it only had one meaning -  I really had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been saying how stress and pressurised about the fucked-up life I'm having.&lt;br /&gt;And this sudden explosion is not something that I wanted, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, what over is over.&lt;br /&gt;If he's really wanna disown me as his sister, I'm not going to feel upset too.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I only can say, in this 23 years of being his sister, he had never did what he supposed to as a big brother. -TheEnd-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer as cheerful as before.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I blasted party songs through my ipod didn't help to boost up my mood like how it did anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so not me.. But I can't be bothered to figure out why..&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for the mutiple emo posts lately.. I seriously dunno how long it will last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sv1jqysge0I/AAAAAAAAGbo/xl2T8KKa3is/s1600-h/effiel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sv1jqysge0I/AAAAAAAAGbo/xl2T8KKa3is/s400/effiel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403584714728569666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我只想要你陪...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the promises the only reason to make me stay..?&lt;br /&gt;It's the last time spending my birthday, x'mas, new year and valentine's alone after so many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Elene Tan, just another 7 more months of suffer and everything will be over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you sure that you just gonna give up like that...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-5364453296299153605?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5364453296299153605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/5364453296299153605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/11/went-through-terrible-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sv1jqysge0I/AAAAAAAAGbo/xl2T8KKa3is/s72-c/effiel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-2865523323524689676</id><published>2009-11-09T02:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T03:09:47.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's Over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcR62z3olI/AAAAAAAAGbA/aNRyc8ZkfLA/s1600-h/Picture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcR62z3olI/AAAAAAAAGbA/aNRyc8ZkfLA/s400/Picture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401805980897354322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I completed my research assignment!!&lt;br /&gt;It's always until the very last minute then I have the drive to rush.. hais...&lt;br /&gt;Working full-time and Studying part-time is really something I HATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past weeks, I know I like so damn emo..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to friends who got influenced by me somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very surprised to see many readers leaving msg behind rooting for me..&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you even though don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;Thank you readers from all over the world!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to a conclusion that I'm just pms-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of his presence = lack of security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is back from Germany, and talking to him somehow make me feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;The pressure from work and family is making me going breathless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope and envy people who are borned in a family with golden spoon..&lt;br /&gt;The burden that I'm having on my back is not some girls at my age are bearing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, it make me a stronger person isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;The challenges and shitty things that are thrown on me is making me a girl who are different from others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And same goes to my relationship..&lt;br /&gt;This long-distance relationship is something that make us different from other couples.. And it is something that not everyone can understand how miserable we felt unless they experience it themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus hope that all my waiting will be worthwhile afterall..&lt;br /&gt;7 months later from now.. I seriously hope that I can have a better life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcR7Go7QpI/AAAAAAAAGbI/2MnbmnLggdE/s1600-h/Picture+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcR7Go7QpI/AAAAAAAAGbI/2MnbmnLggdE/s400/Picture+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401805985146421906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcR7S5G98I/AAAAAAAAGbY/MtxUvfqL4go/s1600-h/Picture+7.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcR7S5G98I/AAAAAAAAGbY/MtxUvfqL4go/s400/Picture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401805988435523522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcSCCdYy-I/AAAAAAAAGbg/vzuGWfORed8/s1600-h/Picture+13.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcSCCdYy-I/AAAAAAAAGbg/vzuGWfORed8/s400/Picture+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401806104283368418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School again next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go lesson in the day and work at the night, den go straight to class again after my night shift.. Plus my following week off days will be attending the committee meeting that my manager wanted me to attend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, seriously I don't know how am I going to survive with it..&lt;br /&gt;You see what  I mean by I'm leading a pressurise life that others are not leading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I've got no companion here who can support me emotionally.. hais~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-2865523323524689676?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2865523323524689676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2865523323524689676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvcR62z3olI/AAAAAAAAGbA/aNRyc8ZkfLA/s72-c/Picture+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-4087060896393772128</id><published>2009-11-04T18:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:07:59.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;叶子的离开...... 是风的追求, 还是树的不挽留...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I took off that engagement ring, I have not put it back to my fourth finger again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad, cos I can't deny that I envy others when I saw couples so sweet..&lt;br /&gt;When I have to act a strong front and tell people that I'm ok..&lt;br /&gt;I feel even bad when I can't bring the laughters that how I used to on my bestie's bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not going my way.&lt;br /&gt;None of them is going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;And not only regarding my relationship with him, but also my family, my work and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of any other words to describe myself other than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like breaking down..&lt;br /&gt;I wished I have a shoulder to lean on...&lt;br /&gt;I hope someone can share my burden with me..&lt;br /&gt;I felt like there's too many things are on my back and I can't breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these years that I went through with you, I'm always here for you..&lt;br /&gt;But when I need you the most, where are you...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like giving up so much now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvGVGOlKHGI/AAAAAAAAGa4/gSB2UPlYU6w/s1600-h/Image%281555%29black%26white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvGVGOlKHGI/AAAAAAAAGa4/gSB2UPlYU6w/s400/Image%281555%29black%26white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400261362419637346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Everything faded.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not ready to put the ring back again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-i.really.hate.being.alone.to.face.everything.myself.not.your.type.of.girl-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-4087060896393772128?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4087060896393772128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/4087060896393772128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SvGVGOlKHGI/AAAAAAAAGa4/gSB2UPlYU6w/s72-c/Image%281555%29black%26white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-8474187457226572973</id><published>2009-10-31T00:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:11:38.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Story shall continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;He called me a few times times last night when I was having my night shift, telling me that he and her were just friends that met in a club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just kept reassuring me not to let this affect me so much cos it was simply just friends between them and passing of remarks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to believe him though.&lt;br /&gt;That my position is not easily being replaced by some other girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first time, he waited hours for me to reach home after work, just to chat with me.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a good one hour chat with him only concentrating talking to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of waiting for someone to be home at late hours doesn't feel good isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;But I'm already so used to it that sometimes I feel like my body clock is adjusting to his UK timezone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said something to me. Explaining and analysing it, trying to solve it..&lt;br /&gt;He sent me an sms, telling me that he will love me forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's in Germany now for holiday a week.&lt;br /&gt;Another good period to let me stay alone, and think through our relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to receive his call though.&lt;br /&gt;That familiar ringtone that was ringing on my hp as he's using his Singapore line to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something he don't usually do, without me asking for it.&lt;br /&gt;And today, he did many things which he don't usually does, it make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wonder, if we put in the effort that each other wants, things might get so ugly at the end..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I just hope things remained this way, for life.&lt;br /&gt;Where both of us are contributing to this relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the "missing in action" period somehow helped us to treasure more...&lt;br /&gt;But I really don't wish such thing to happen again, I can't accept another blow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left a link in my msn when I was at work, telling me that this is for me and it's what he's going to tell me... I feel him somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODF4CWQYxJo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODF4CWQYxJo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell me that you need me and I'll be there waiting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this your proposal to me when you tell me how much you need me...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-8474187457226572973?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8474187457226572973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8474187457226572973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/10/story-shall-continue.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-720791854722336616</id><published>2009-10-29T03:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:42:37.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A post for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst quarrel we ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that things can became this bad when we are thinking of settling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week of ignorance was the most miserable thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;The pain is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how many times I gasped, holding my chest tight and allow the tears flowing like I dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried to sleep every night.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you online but we are not contacting each other sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that I actually went through this stage before so many years ago when I broke up with my ex boyfriend. But the hurt was not as much as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought everything is finalise, and I'm going to move on without you.&lt;br /&gt;When I started to realise that I had done enough for this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;When I realised how tired I actually am to hold on this Long Distance and Long Term relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dropped me a message on our 6th day of seperation, telling me that you still love me a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't a game.&lt;br /&gt;Not something that can call it a quit when yellow cards are thrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that holding back is just for the sake of holding on, or because I love you so much that I don't wanna lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally talked on our 8th day of seperation, I don't feel the joy that we finally cleared things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like as if there's more problems to come, and I'm just avoiding it and praying that it won't happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night when you showed me the picture which you hugged that girl in the club, you told me about her, telling me that she's hot and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt threatened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never afraid of losing you to other girls before.&lt;br /&gt;And I always feel so confident about my position in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I felt very insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that picture, I knew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;is your type of girl.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me more uncomfortable when you told me that your friends thinks that she looks like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to believe that you're drunk and you doesn't know that you hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to believe that you feel the hurt when I disappeared from your life for that 7 days of seperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to believe that you're just a little tired of this relationship and me, that you find outside world is much nicer now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to believe that you still love me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't deny that I'm losing the heart to maintain this relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised that I'll change my temper, to scold you lesser and make you feel more loved.&lt;br /&gt;But deep in my heart, I'm still lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because it was a 5 years 6 months relationship that's why we are still struggling to continue? Or the past memories that we created are holding us back?&lt;br /&gt;Or it was the dreams and future that we wanted to fulfill together is keeping us to move on..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too insecure and lack of confidence at this point of time..&lt;br /&gt;There's no answer to my questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know that I'm hanging on there, hopefully things will eventually gets better.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, doing what I supposed to do as a girlfriend/fiancee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A gentle reminder to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Suifl0BtY8I/AAAAAAAAGag/_6mIXRRnOvI/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Suifl0BtY8I/AAAAAAAAGag/_6mIXRRnOvI/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397739625373328322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never compare me with her, or with other girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the uquine one who went through the hardest time with you.&lt;br /&gt;Who once created joy in your memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for reassuring me that she may be pretty, but may not have a heart like gold like me.... this is something that gave me hopes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't make the promises under the Paris Effiel Tower a lie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-720791854722336616?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/720791854722336616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/720791854722336616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Suifl0BtY8I/AAAAAAAAGag/_6mIXRRnOvI/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-2671206199183583680</id><published>2009-10-24T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:05:43.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kt-YTbz8gY8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kt-YTbz8gY8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你的离开  失去多少  我计算不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-2671206199183583680?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2671206199183583680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/2671206199183583680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-8874017254232648586</id><published>2009-10-16T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:21:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A Family Thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/StiRcM0xbVI/AAAAAAAAGaQ/J3ZcNTqfwP4/s1600-h/DSC02423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/StiRcM0xbVI/AAAAAAAAGaQ/J3ZcNTqfwP4/s400/DSC02423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393220467441102162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a most depressed birthday ever in my life..&lt;br /&gt;But the love that came from family is something that keep me fighting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doctor confirmed my recurrent of Hyperthyroidism on my birthday eve after receiving my Thyroid Function level is like super high..&lt;br /&gt;After 10 long years, I'm started on high dose of medication again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not some terminal illness, thinking of having medication daily and taking blood every month is making me sick. A whole 2 years of treatment is gonna start all it's cycle again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a nurse who doesnt like to label as patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went super moody for a few days and shutting myself instead of celebrating my birthday, trying very hard to smile when my dear friends gave me surprises..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of like mentally prepared when I started to get hungry every hour and increased my appeptite to hubby's portion yet still reducing weight few months ago. Plus tat sudden blank out at Zouk and palpitation that I'm having every night explains all my symptoms.. Still, I'm not prepared to accept the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One factor that get my worries goes on is my fertilty.&lt;br /&gt;This is the main reason that keep me depressed, and also the reason why i rejected hubby then. Cos I know I'm might not be able to have a small family like what other couples do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other side, hubby is more worried about my health conidtion than the producing babies thing. Everyday he's reminding me to take my medication..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always have a dream, a dream of being a havoc parents, wanting 4 childrens and bringing them to club next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just so hope, I still have the ability to do so despite my chance is so minimal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after a week had passed, Im more optimal liao lah..&lt;br /&gt;Elene is back to the siao siao nurse again! *HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, having my this illness also good what, cos no matter how much I eat, I can never put on weight. The only bad point is my temperamental nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bcos of wanting to try hard for our "making babies plan" with hubby, we decided to bring our wedding plan earlier than before. So friends, be prepared to get my "BOMB" earlier than your expectation!!! *whahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Thank you for not leaving me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Stay tuned to my 23rd Birthday entry~&lt;br /&gt;which might take quite awhile cos got to start rushing assignments again.. *ARRGHHS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-8874017254232648586?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8874017254232648586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/8874017254232648586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/StiRcM0xbVI/AAAAAAAAGaQ/J3ZcNTqfwP4/s72-c/DSC02423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-1678900260106499887</id><published>2009-10-07T01:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T02:20:17.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;命中注定我愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I will update the overdue posts three months ago till date today.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so laaazzzzyyyyy still, I spend my whole day watching &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;命中注定我愛你!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found this online, very nice! (click below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ss3kk5E8tF0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Fated to Love You MV - Let go of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know, I'm so outdated from all the Taiwan and Korean Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of doing proper things like tidy my room and reading up my assignment readings, I actually wasting m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;day away facing my monitor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, hubby called me twice today, and I was actually lying comfortably on my bed, using my wireless mouse to ans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wer his calls.. Very soon, he will regret buying this for me... *heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, we had a little disagreement over next year Europe trip thingy today.&lt;br /&gt;I think he really know how to handle me liao.. He jus totally ignored me when I'm actually angry over his demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos he know, 15 mins later I will call him back again after I calmed down,&lt;br /&gt;5 hours later I will anaylse the whole situation and give him a problem solving method which both of us will try to give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this method is improving after 5 years of endless quarrels, hundreds times of turning-head-off-and-walk-away, millions times of shouting-at-each-other, countless times of cold wars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we found this method which works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ignored and wait for the other party to cool down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he always have a way to cheer me up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsuCBHeuYVI/AAAAAAAAGaA/DOxS9o3Iwi8/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsuCBHeuYVI/AAAAAAAAGaA/DOxS9o3Iwi8/s400/Video+call+snapshot+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389544334778327378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsuCAgrtNvI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/KFosVwBVEBc/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsuCAgrtNvI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/KFosVwBVEBc/s400/Video+call+snapshot+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389544324363794162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah!&lt;br /&gt;The photos which I developed for him before he left.&lt;br /&gt;And it's like so finally he managed to find some blue-tac to stick on his wall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that I'm super evil cos I use ways to make him miss me... *HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsuCBjnWAvI/AAAAAAAAGaI/iSAHPpxOg4g/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsuCBjnWAvI/AAAAAAAAGaI/iSAHPpxOg4g/s400/Video+call+snapshot+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389544342330671858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this post, present to you my silly who use our couple water bottle as a mic to sing me 我陪你走到最後.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This is jus a little punishment for making me angry just now silly. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-1678900260106499887?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1678900260106499887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1678900260106499887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/10/yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsuCBHeuYVI/AAAAAAAAGaA/DOxS9o3Iwi8/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+8.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-485914559895726349</id><published>2009-10-02T03:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T03:59:13.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite month of the year arrives!!&lt;br /&gt;Where the falling leaves reminds me of autumn, the season remind me of my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrites, actually I have a very nice chinese name.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I chose to let people know me as Elene is because I doesn't like it when people tends to pronounce my chinese name wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad gave me the name Tan Wee Chiew,&lt;br /&gt;chinese pronounced as Chen Wei Qiu (陈玮秋).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meaning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Precious and Vaulable Jade in the Autumn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the meaning behind it is very simple.&lt;br /&gt;My two brothers having the middle name as 'Wei'.&lt;br /&gt;And to follow after them, I had the same middle name.&lt;br /&gt;The 'Qiu' came from the season that I was borned in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respected my name a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of my surname, and even proud of my chinese name.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I really don't like it when people mispronounced it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are very close to me will call me by my chinese name, and my family members including hubby will call my nickname, Qiu Qiu.. *hahaha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't know how to pronounce it, it's better for you to call me Elene then.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love October this time. Not only that it's Hubby &amp;amp; baby's birthdays, it's mummy's birthday and also Mid-autumn Festival family gathering in the coming week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, there's a dinner gathering at aunt's place, so looking forward to it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of this month, HDB send hubby a very nice birthday present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are new flats available for sales at Jurong area, and what best is, it was the unit just above my current home. *Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having a serious discussion just now.&lt;br /&gt;He just scattered my dream of having Solemmnization and Wedding Banquet on the same day.. And he's the evil one who is very happy to spoilt my plan!! *Argghh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him: We can apply under the Fiance-Fiancee Scheme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Her: But within 3 months have to produce ROM cert leh, how can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him: Den we ROM next year lor, sign paper very easy one what.. (followed by evil laughers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Her: I DON'T WANT!! You know I want it on the same day wat~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him: Den you want to get this flat or not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Her: Hais.......................................................ok lor..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray hard that we are lucky enough to get the ballot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-485914559895726349?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/485914559895726349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/485914559895726349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/10/october.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-6154820517261311975</id><published>2009-09-29T01:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:48:10.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recovered from fever, and diarrhea which caused by the anitibiotics.. Hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better now, physically and emotionally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual webcam session with him, sharing the website that we passed, chatting about our daily life and talking about future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsD0TXbSA0I/AAAAAAAAGZs/TycopF7j6U0/s1600-h/DSC02097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsD0TXbSA0I/AAAAAAAAGZs/TycopF7j6U0/s400/DSC02097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386573767878247234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate summer holiday now..&lt;br /&gt;Cos being 3 months sticking like a superglue together is even harder to tear apart than the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one week passed.. how am I going to endure for another 6 months before you're back for holiday again..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-6154820517261311975?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6154820517261311975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/6154820517261311975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-sick-just-recovered-from-fever-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SsD0TXbSA0I/AAAAAAAAGZs/TycopF7j6U0/s72-c/DSC02097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-1857160204551713308</id><published>2009-09-22T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:56:04.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally had no mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;After all, his departure is not as nice as what I thought it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding in my room the whole day, except when I need to have my meals, toilet and watching SCV..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried, I sleep, I eat, I switched channels to channels, I stared at our pictures as the slideshow begins on my desktop, and the cycle go over and over again for the past 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only word to describe my feelings now is TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing him on webcam, telling me that he missed me, seeing him having tears in his eyes but struggled not to let it drop is making me even more TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His msg on skype:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hubby:&lt;/span&gt; I'm very sad that you are not with me this time I come back.. Everywhere i go make me think of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't have the mood to talk to me..&lt;br /&gt;The more we see each other online, the more we wanna cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I can fly away with you&lt;br /&gt;I wished I can hang up your clothes and putting your shoes in order&lt;br /&gt;I wished I can squeeze with you even though we are sleeping on a single size bed&lt;br /&gt;I wished I can suggest what to eat and you don't have to eat alone&lt;br /&gt;I wished I can sit on your lap and suft the net together&lt;br /&gt;I wished I can tell you lame jokes and you can laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished.. I don't have to part with you and feeling so terrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me this is gonna be alright, it's only a few days of adaption..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things will be better after next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hubby.. i really miss you, so so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36625805-1857160204551713308?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1857160204551713308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1857160204551713308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/09/terrible-i-totally-had-no-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-1799905961049636763</id><published>2009-09-14T22:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:43:09.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The time is passing~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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;div&gt;Sorry for the missing in action once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Was attending my degree course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Went to Bangkok with hubby for 2nd honeymoon trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My night shifts falls on every weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Rushing my assignments that is dueing this coming friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Hubby is leaving next week and we are spending quantity and quality time together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A short update for you guys first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for those Mozilla Firefox users, I'll solve the page update as soon as I have the time after next week. =) It was perfectly alright for Internet Explorer users. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to dragged hubby to watch The Proposal and The time traveller's wife with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thumbs up for both! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up, I'm still finding time to watch The Final Destination 3D. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5flckCnzI/AAAAAAAAGX4/O8Gw2ZfX7C8/s1600-h/DSC02297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381343701681479474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5flckCnzI/AAAAAAAAGX4/O8Gw2ZfX7C8/s400/DSC02297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nice to have him driving me around anywhere I want again after so many years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fkvhDfsI/AAAAAAAAGXw/x4XmxZsRP0g/s1600-h/DSC02294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381343689589358274" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fkvhDfsI/AAAAAAAAGXw/x4XmxZsRP0g/s400/DSC02294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm no longer a no-license driver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time I'm driving him around~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt I nearly scare him almost go heart attack.. *HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fl-Xs-9I/AAAAAAAAGYA/-F5yCNhgWuE/s1600-h/DSC02300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381343710756535250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fl-Xs-9I/AAAAAAAAGYA/-F5yCNhgWuE/s400/DSC02300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hB_4XdVI/AAAAAAAAGYI/fLqZaqDZXWg/s1600-h/DSC02302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381345291709936978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hB_4XdVI/AAAAAAAAGYI/fLqZaqDZXWg/s400/DSC02302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my stupid face and hair, it was my post night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I look a lot nicer after blowing my hair straight!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fjtdKKjI/AAAAAAAAGXg/bY7co7IyfTk/s1600-h/DSC02131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381343671856278066" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fjtdKKjI/AAAAAAAAGXg/bY7co7IyfTk/s400/DSC02131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-dah!!&lt;br /&gt;His super early birthday present that he have been long waiting for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's going to bring it to Manchester for his school holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fkE6clzI/AAAAAAAAGXo/4eqkwVOxQ1w/s1600-h/DSC02132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381343678153135922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5fkE6clzI/AAAAAAAAGXo/4eqkwVOxQ1w/s400/DSC02132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can never understand a gamer-boy's heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hCkZqSsI/AAAAAAAAGYY/rTIxFQ7lRLs/s1600-h/DSC02312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381345301513259714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hCkZqSsI/AAAAAAAAGYY/rTIxFQ7lRLs/s400/DSC02312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TA-Dah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my birthday present @ Comex Show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a pretty hard decision to dump my 6 years Acer desktop and buy this HP one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, that old old Acer accompanied me through my poly life and when hubby's is at the far far away place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, after hubby helped me to fix up the new desktop and installed all the software, I found that my decision is a right one. Technology changed so fast and I'm very happily typing on my wireless keyboard, looking at the wide 23" LCD now! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was very tempted to get a Blackberry during the Comex show too..&lt;br /&gt;But I shall wait patiently for Nokia E72 to launch on December.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna be a couple hp with hubby again! =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Eternity 09.09.09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have this wish of getting married on this date.&lt;br /&gt;But never have I expect that hubby will leave me one day and pursue his studies overseas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was even unexpected to know that hubby was so serious about our relationship to the extend that whatever decision he made now, is all about me and our future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He decided to come back after his Degree graduation next year and pursue his Master in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which means, it's only another 9 more months of suffering of Long-Distance Relationship!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In another saying, I'm going to Europe again next year to attend his graduation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at the same time, travelling to Spain and Switzerland!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*jump around in joy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5eei-mS_I/AAAAAAAAGXY/rQS9yRLDUJ4/s1600-h/DSC02124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381342483632770034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5eei-mS_I/AAAAAAAAGXY/rQS9yRLDUJ4/s400/DSC02124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's "online" proposal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5iA1owsPI/AAAAAAAAGYw/gveqvt0PhkQ/s1600-h/DSC02321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381346371291885810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5iA1owsPI/AAAAAAAAGYw/gveqvt0PhkQ/s400/DSC02321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His "sms" confession on 09.09.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hCHYAjaI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/iFWE3-SgvQc/s1600-h/DSC02309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381345293721701794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hCHYAjaI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/iFWE3-SgvQc/s400/DSC02309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with his love declaration... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hDDHkTII/AAAAAAAAGYg/OtNV_edcPw8/s1600-h/DSC02314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381345309758868610" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hDDHkTII/AAAAAAAAGYg/OtNV_edcPw8/s400/DSC02314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hDnCOSWI/AAAAAAAAGYo/YB8WqURvQQE/s1600-h/DSC02315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381345319400130914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5hDnCOSWI/AAAAAAAAGYo/YB8WqURvQQE/s400/DSC02315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This eternity ring proved how much we had went through and we had come this far..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you my silly boy, who tolerate my every little silly tantrums whenever I was stressed, and laughed at every little silly jokes that I've made..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5tQcBnJFI/AAAAAAAAGZA/MSC0jBZMHj0/s1600-h/DSC02250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381358733922608210" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5tQcBnJFI/AAAAAAAAGZA/MSC0jBZMHj0/s400/DSC02250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gonna be my eternity ~~ ("v")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/36625805-1799905961049636763?l=skyelene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1799905961049636763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36625805/posts/default/1799905961049636763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyelene.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-is-passing-sorry-for-missing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandy Affairs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Savuae0BaFI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/Hs-anSCqOGI/S220/DSC00584.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/Sq5flckCnzI/AAAAAAAAGX4/O8Gw2ZfX7C8/s72-c/DSC02297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36625805.post-7688794061109281646</id><published>2009-08-28T22:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:18:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Off BRACES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years plus of suffering, finally i'm going to be ulcers free again!&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of that irritating mental stuff in my mouth, I'm in time to take off my braces before my bro's wedding! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfrTiJX0aI/AAAAAAAAGW8/UbMmbh4OINs/s1600-h/DSC02266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375023401106133410" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfrTiJX0aI/AAAAAAAAGW8/UbMmbh4OINs/s400/DSC02266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my dentist at Tiong Bahru, hubby is my moral support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnYYqELFI/AAAAAAAAGWU/xHCeA-UNuEA/s1600-h/DSC02256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375019086411738194" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnYYqELFI/AAAAAAAAGWU/xHCeA-UNuEA/s400/DSC02256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before: My yellowish rubber stains as i just had my curry few days ago. *hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnYAe_rlI/AAAAAAAAGWM/KhxXMDSXWhc/s1600-h/DSC02262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375019079922855506" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnYAe_rlI/AAAAAAAAGWM/KhxXMDSXWhc/s400/DSC02262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's more excited than me! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my post night that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my sweet silly woke up at 6am, took bus and reached my workplace at 7am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited for me to knock off, walked to Rocher Road for beancurd and youtiao, travelled back to my place and hug me to sleep again till late afternoon.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since he came back, it as if became an habit to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His effort to wake up extra early and hug me to sleep in his arms every time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even hubby's buddies admired his hard work of treating me this good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you my love! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnXNYJJWI/AAAAAAAAGV8/1dEso9U1kKg/s1600-h/DSC02282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375019066203907426" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnXNYJJWI/AAAAAAAAGV8/1dEso9U1kKg/s400/DSC02282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubby said little monkey should share our joy too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we brought him out~ *hehehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnFYtR62I/AAAAAAAAGV0/snilM32_Y2s/s1600-h/DSC02283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375018760007707490" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnFYtR62I/AAAAAAAAGV0/snilM32_Y2s/s400/DSC02283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPER CUTE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnE7MmMLI/AAAAAAAAGVs/tOrSTyEHNJc/s1600-h/DSC02280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375018752085995698" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnE7MmMLI/AAAAAAAAGVs/tOrSTyEHNJc/s400/DSC02280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TA-DAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My beautiful set of teeth! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost forgot how to smile with revealing my set of teeth!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnEkXBe4I/AAAAAAAAGVk/91Cfc4rc3iA/s1600-h/DSC02287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375018745955711874" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnEkXBe4I/AAAAAAAAGVk/91Cfc4rc3iA/s400/DSC02287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebration @ Pasta Waruku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnDuO5McI/AAAAAAAAGVU/HzYGyUFoPYM/s1600-h/DSC02290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375018731426099650" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnDuO5McI/AAAAAAAAGVU/HzYGyUFoPYM/s400/DSC02290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnEAk6vHI/AAAAAAAAGVc/XjPSY8f9Zmo/s1600-h/DSC02292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375018736350313586" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnEAk6vHI/AAAAAAAAGVc/XjPSY8f9Zmo/s400/DSC02292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIdj1qkqGvg/SpfnXv0fPPI/AAAAAAAAGWE/lOJ7b3padU4/s1600-h/DSC02271.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the differences of my smiles..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
