<?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-10357868</id><updated>2012-01-05T23:53:56.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this what u called life????</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>636</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1516873585713835829</id><published>2012-01-05T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:53:56.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am i good for nothing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i not good enough for anything???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1516873585713835829?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1516873585713835829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1516873585713835829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1516873585713835829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1516873585713835829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/am-i-good-for-nothing-am-i-not-good.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1156625922159777426</id><published>2012-01-03T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:24:12.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been so long...and finally, I'm blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;Just to let out things that have been stuck in my mind. Sometimes i just cant let say it out to anyone, anybody face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at work getting pretty bad now. The situation is unbearable. I cant handle it. Its beyond my control. I don't know how to voice out to my in-charge. I don't even know how to start at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;All i did was to cry and cry. I cried in the office when there were nobody around. I cried during my toilet break. I cried in the bus on my way back home. I cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;At night, i have nightmares about work. I dreamt about work. Is this some sort of a sign?? &lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like going to work tomorrow. Seriously. I'm sick of sitting in front of my PC and staring at it for the whole day. Why cant i have a day to rest. Everyday i have to rush my work. Everyday i have to follow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things happen at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, hubby told me the HDB flat at Clementi were all taken. &lt;br /&gt;Disappointed but we still have to come out with another plan. New BTO or resale flat.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! $$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wedding shots are also having problem. Package stated with small album but we still have to pay for the designs???&lt;br /&gt;WTF???!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding date is getting near. I've yet to settle my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why all this happen to me~??&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1156625922159777426?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1156625922159777426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1156625922159777426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1156625922159777426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1156625922159777426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-has-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8123183579445044776</id><published>2011-06-19T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:55:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knew it! I always knew that she's jealous of me. Especially that day when i accompanied hubby out with his colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy B said that the purse hubby going to buy for me is expensive and not worth buying. I was having flashes of me punching her face. How i wish i really do that! Crazy B even make me angry that day for giving my Hubby carry her laptop bag!! Who is she anyway?? Anak Sultan ker??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Hell!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8123183579445044776?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8123183579445044776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8123183579445044776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-knew-it-i-always-knew-that-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6164538297660893943</id><published>2011-04-09T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T14:23:27.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, i can see changes in him. I could feel his sincerity &amp; love.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes i just don't understand why.. He cant blame me for behaving the way i did. "I'm angry at them &amp; not you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never took my side but instead he broke my heart by saying something that he's not supposed to. It hurts me so badly. How can he say that?&lt;br /&gt;I cant hold back my tears. All i did was to cry my heart out in the ladies. It took me quite sometime to cool down and show my face outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take their side then...if you think your friends do mean alot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Cant call nor SMS when you're with them too right?&lt;br /&gt;You tell me~&lt;br /&gt;And i bet there will be more dinner with colleagues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6164538297660893943?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6164538297660893943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6164538297660893943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6164538297660893943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6164538297660893943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-i-can-see-changes-in-him.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3147720017977067717</id><published>2011-03-23T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:34:28.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i just dont get the whole situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont remember saying im too tired to talk. Too sick to listen &amp; too busy to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What im feeling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lost&lt;br /&gt;- Alone&lt;br /&gt;- Awful&lt;br /&gt;- Dingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah~ i dont know what else to say...&lt;br /&gt;Am i desperate??? Sort of.. Am i wrong to say im desperate for your love &amp; attention???&lt;br /&gt;Im just being jealous at times....&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-L3FBF6zZaA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3147720017977067717?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3147720017977067717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3147720017977067717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3147720017977067717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3147720017977067717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes-i-just-dont-get-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-L3FBF6zZaA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-9121303412825929967</id><published>2011-02-21T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T23:55:55.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Full of unfairness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I just don't have mood in the office. I'm not exaggerating here. But she's trying to find fault with me. Not once but twice.&lt;br /&gt;So im not supposed to talk to anybody who stop by and talk to me at my desk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, im still doing my work. The weirdest thing was that she can go to anybodys table to talking &amp; laughing away about any other topic better then work. Isnt that good???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home i received a call from hubby while I was listening to songs on my laptop. I know he is unwell.He told me to lower the volume which i was doing it but at the same time i was disturbing him, saying that he sometimes do the same too but when i ask to lower the volume he didnt. Must be due to his health he cant accept it. *Sigh.. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Just get well fast hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-9121303412825929967?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/9121303412825929967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/9121303412825929967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2011/02/full-of-unfairness.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4088538013468055371</id><published>2011-01-19T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:47:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think im having a problem here..&lt;br /&gt;I made it sound so desperate.&lt;br /&gt;But all i wanted was my goodnight kiss before i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;He's not giving it to me till i decided to give him a call. God! Why is he doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the tv is much more important.&lt;br /&gt;Already early in the afternoon he make me mad by not answering my call nor reply my messages. I work till 530pm and i doubt he knows that. What he was doing is much important but try me not answering his call and i suddenly reply him that i was out somewhere with my friends. I bet he'll make it big (Stop denying).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i never will do such thing to you. I always inform you my whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im lazy to fight with me having this flu and cough. I'd rather sleep and forget the anger that i had earlier on. How to sleep if i keep on coughing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby, you know i love you alot... &lt;br /&gt;I have no one to turn to...&lt;br /&gt;Only you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4088538013468055371?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4088538013468055371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4088538013468055371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4088538013468055371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4088538013468055371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-think-im-having-problem-here.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3632376087729641583</id><published>2011-01-05T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:03:34.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What did i do wrong now?&lt;br /&gt;You send me that SMS when im having dinner. Why do you keep on doing this to me?&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to show love towards me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just feel like slaming myself on the wall. But why must i do that whereby i got you. You should know i only have you to talk to.. But at times you dont seemed interested at all. Ya...whatever that comes out of my mouth are utterly nonsence right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, all i can do is cry. Cry is the forever remedy for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3632376087729641583?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3632376087729641583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3632376087729641583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3632376087729641583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3632376087729641583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-did-i-do-wrong-now-you-send-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7456093327651408699</id><published>2010-12-21T00:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:48:57.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TQ-I8DxEyzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QZU3ROIxCZw/s1600/takleh%2Baccept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TQ-I8DxEyzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QZU3ROIxCZw/s320/takleh%2Baccept.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552807430955780914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7456093327651408699?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7456093327651408699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7456093327651408699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7456093327651408699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7456093327651408699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/12/takleh-accept.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TQ-I8DxEyzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QZU3ROIxCZw/s72-c/takleh%2Baccept.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6501122795691555537</id><published>2010-12-19T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T16:53:51.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, im exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;Im sick and tired of this thing going on now.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why you never understand?&lt;br /&gt;It hurt me so much deep in side. You wanted me to change my perception on certain things yet you're still the same.&lt;br /&gt;What have i done wrong to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;What am i lacking of?&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what i always wanted it my life?&lt;br /&gt;To have a lovely husband that love me with all his heart &amp; a responsible man in a happy family. I know you are that person and the right person for me. But im not sure how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted everything to be perfect. So perfect that i forgot....nobody is perfect in this world. I think its beyond my control to be perfect. But i know i can try. &lt;br /&gt;And ive tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6501122795691555537?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6501122795691555537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6501122795691555537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6501122795691555537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6501122795691555537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/12/seriously-im-exhausted-im-sick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8618927776588958950</id><published>2010-12-05T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T01:12:52.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TPvH5qDN5vI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PzQ1ux2QwoA/s1600/IMG_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TPvH5qDN5vI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PzQ1ux2QwoA/s320/IMG_1027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547247159391151858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all those hard work of calling out most stores for the availability of this XBOX 360 KINECT, but its worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jurong Point &amp; all the stores that selling this hot stuff had no more stock.&lt;br /&gt;Either have to make pre reservation or just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hubby &amp; i wont quit. We had lunch &amp; then headed to China Town which they mention that they still have 3 sets. Suddenly, hubby thought of Mustafa Centre. So we change our destination. Lucky the taxi driver was a good driver. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was praying hard that there are still stock there but too bad. We get the same answer, " No more stock."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to take cab again i suddenl thought of City Square, the new shopping mall near Mustafa Centre. Yup. Went there hoping that we can get it there. After asking 2 shops we were down with the last shop to ask. It was at BEST.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness &amp; finally..........&lt;br /&gt;One more stock left just for us to grab it!&lt;br /&gt;So lucky of us Hubby......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so relieved &amp; now...can sleep peacefully without having nightmares.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope hubby enjoy playing the games &amp; always remeber of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MMmmuachks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you endlessly Hubby....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8618927776588958950?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8618927776588958950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8618927776588958950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8618927776588958950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8618927776588958950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-all-those-hard-work-of-calling.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TPvH5qDN5vI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PzQ1ux2QwoA/s72-c/IMG_1027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3313754632075396686</id><published>2010-11-09T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:01:24.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so~ FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so FAT!&lt;br /&gt;WHY??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be FAT &amp; will do anything to make it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3313754632075396686?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3313754632075396686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3313754632075396686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3313754632075396686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3313754632075396686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/11/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8487567819117942604</id><published>2010-11-07T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:47:30.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TNgYcTAB2uI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R-RrOERKe8k/s1600/Photo0962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TNgYcTAB2uI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R-RrOERKe8k/s320/Photo0962.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537202616267823842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy... I love cheese! Just cant get enough of this Creamy Cheese bread! Yummy! Full of cream &amp; cheese. My favourite! Bought it at Singapore Expo, 3 for $5. When will be the next time i get to eat you again?? I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8487567819117942604?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8487567819117942604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8487567819117942604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8487567819117942604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8487567819117942604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/11/cheesy.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TNgYcTAB2uI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R-RrOERKe8k/s72-c/Photo0962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-974257746404694400</id><published>2010-10-25T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T03:26:36.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY MONTHSARY CUPCAKE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1 YEAR 3 MONTHS OF ENGAGEMENT &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;br /&gt;4 YEARS 4 MONTHS TOGETHER!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicate this song to you Hubby!&lt;br /&gt;Love this song!&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much Hubby!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmuachk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODgwMzQ1Nzc3MDAmcHQ9MTI4ODAzNDYxMTYwNiZwPTk4NjE1MiZkPSZnPTEmbz*wYjk1NjNkYmEzNWI*ZTJmODM*/OTM4MzE2NWViOGU5MSZvZj*w.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pa14VNsdSYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pa14VNsdSYM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 420px; FONT: bold 11px verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slack-time.com/music-videos/artists/Rihanna.shtml"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.slack-time.com/music-video-10460-Rihanna-Only-Girl-In-The-World" target="_blank"&gt;Only Girl (In The World)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to love me, like I'm a hot pie&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinkin' of me, doin' what you like&lt;br /&gt;So boy forget about the world cuz it's gon' be me and you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make your beg for ya, then imma make you swallow your pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that's in command&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm the only one who understands how to make you feel like a man, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want you to take me like a thief in the night&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like a pillow, make me feel right&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll tell you all my secrets that I'm keepin', you can come inside&lt;br /&gt;And when you enter, you ain't leavin', be my prisoner for the night, oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-974257746404694400?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/974257746404694400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=974257746404694400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/974257746404694400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/974257746404694400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-monthsary-cupcake-1-year-3-months.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1519703621933276923</id><published>2010-10-19T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T22:44:48.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now busy with preparing on the things to buy for hubby.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything goes as smooth as i had plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1519703621933276923?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1519703621933276923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1519703621933276923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1519703621933276923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1519703621933276923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/10/now-busy-with-preparing-on-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-5042132028787100779</id><published>2010-10-03T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:44:44.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TKhsERLzQEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/EqH-XA0QkjQ/s1600/15082010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TKhsERLzQEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/EqH-XA0QkjQ/s320/15082010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523783763558088770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like a Queen right????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-5042132028787100779?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5042132028787100779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=5042132028787100779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5042132028787100779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5042132028787100779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-look-like-queen-right.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/TKhsERLzQEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/EqH-XA0QkjQ/s72-c/15082010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7303073297482563263</id><published>2010-10-03T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T17:57:29.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember your promise to me Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jangan janji tinggal janji..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you wont disappoint me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7303073297482563263?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7303073297482563263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7303073297482563263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7303073297482563263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7303073297482563263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/10/remember-your-promise-to-me-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4675707156934659878</id><published>2010-09-25T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T13:18:30.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hubby...Have you make your decision? Well doesnt matter what your decision is, i'll support you ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive make my own research and i found out that when other manager ask you to go night clubs &amp; pubs you can actually give them reasons &amp; excuses for not going. Its either you are brave enough to say or not. I hope you are brave enough to say it if you think about us. Its not because of business mateer &amp; stuff. That's bullshit! You working with chinese but not chinese company so to hell with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got to say, you got to be bold now hubby.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best in your journey of success hubby!  &lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4675707156934659878?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4675707156934659878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4675707156934659878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4675707156934659878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4675707156934659878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4461050008199690310</id><published>2010-09-15T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T20:18:58.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was excited today to meet Hubby after work. I really thought that today i could spent time with him. Diasappointedly, no.&lt;br /&gt;He finish work early and went back home. Why? You dont want to meet me?? Dont want to spent time with me?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need is to relax my mind after the busy time at work sitting infront of a desk with loads of paper work and dead tired eyes from facing the screen from morning till afternoon. Even worst, answering those irritating phone calls with never ending "urgent" task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the only way was to meet you and relax. You are the only person that could help me. But now, im like stuck at home bored to death.. Bored to death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4461050008199690310?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4461050008199690310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4461050008199690310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4461050008199690310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4461050008199690310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-was-excited-today-to-meet-hubby-after.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4123295156629810894</id><published>2010-09-03T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:37:44.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just simply don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;You want me talk fine, I'll talk. But when i talk you don't listen that irritates me. I think same goes to you too right?&lt;br /&gt;You were just not concentrating on what im saying and when i ask repeatedly, you got agitated by it. So??? You the one who ask me not to keep quiet. You just enjoying raising your voice so much. All you care is about you &amp; yourself in this case. You never see who is at fault. Yah, its always me.&lt;br /&gt;Just blame me.&lt;br /&gt;Easy right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4123295156629810894?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4123295156629810894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4123295156629810894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4123295156629810894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4123295156629810894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-just-simply-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-442073087396086442</id><published>2010-08-28T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:03:38.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now only then hubby tell me about the news.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. How can you keep this kind of things from me. You're not supposed to you know.&lt;br /&gt;*Mix feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know how much i love you hubby. Please take good care of yourself. I need you in my life. Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must listen to my advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-442073087396086442?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/442073087396086442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=442073087396086442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/442073087396086442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/442073087396086442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-only-then-hubby-tell-me-about-news.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2898725096238333087</id><published>2010-08-26T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:57:05.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't expected this to happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;That lady suddenly call and shout at on the phone just because i cant provide her any P.E. Funny but through. I tried to control myself by talking back at her but as i put down the phone I'm so F*cking angry that i ended up crying. But managed to control it from flowing massively.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Joseph saw my tears and started asking me what happen. And he told Elaine about it. Of course I'm so &lt;em&gt;paiseh&lt;/em&gt;. I should take it professionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning my boss talk to me in his room. He's unhappy with that lady. So unnecessary to shout on me on the phone. Ok what ever. But i received alot of emails and fax from her after that. Stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so F*cking IRRITATING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2898725096238333087?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2898725096238333087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2898725096238333087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2898725096238333087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2898725096238333087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-didnt-expected-this-to-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7475172642042065078</id><published>2010-08-13T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:31:59.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a tough day at work today. Felt like bursting out like a volcano. Wanted to call hubby and talk withh a thought that listening to his voice will calm myself down and boost the spirit in me. But, he himself is busy at work and earlier he called saying that he is bored with his work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know hubby, u also having hard time at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7475172642042065078?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7475172642042065078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7475172642042065078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7475172642042065078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7475172642042065078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/08/had-tough-day-at-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1287170877672124123</id><published>2010-07-31T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:02:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to work this morning to get my work done but i only managed to finish 3/4 of it. Wow~ Seriously, i need to work really hard on this.&lt;br /&gt;I know i can do it. I've got my wonderful parents supporting me, my lovely hubby and colleagues too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling much better now. Better than last night.&lt;br /&gt;Came back from work and thought of resting more and just sleep for the whole day but by just doing so i felt more restless.&lt;br /&gt;Last night feels like hell for me. But i was lucky enough that hubby was there to comfort me. Thanks hubby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1287170877672124123?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1287170877672124123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1287170877672124123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1287170877672124123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1287170877672124123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/07/went-to-work-this-morning-to-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1709233524287009709</id><published>2010-06-26T15:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T15:22:38.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eM7HsEYBp6Y&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eM7HsEYBp6Y&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sob*Sob*Sob*&lt;br /&gt;I cant control my tears watching this music video. Such a tragic ending. I thought the ending would be the girl died because of a sickness. But this??? She was hit by a car while enjoying, laughing around while recording video of themselves. &lt;br /&gt;I know I'm such an emotional chick. &lt;br /&gt;This kind of thing instantly touched my heart, straight to the brain sending signal and next moment im crying. *Dang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1709233524287009709?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1709233524287009709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1709233524287009709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1709233524287009709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1709233524287009709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/06/sobsobsob-i-cant-control-my-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6702738963217940771</id><published>2010-06-25T07:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T17:50:12.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY 4 YEARS ANNIVERSARY HUBBY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;As years goes by..... the feeling of love towards you getting GREATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;4 years of ups &amp;amp; down together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Appreciated all those time spend together with you Hubby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Lastly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;*SSssssmoooochess!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6702738963217940771?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6702738963217940771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6702738963217940771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6702738963217940771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6702738963217940771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-4-years-anniversary-hubby-as.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1085421868876512167</id><published>2010-06-15T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:57:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im not supposed to bother about the small things but if i didnt bother, the smallest thing can become such a huge problem. Please understand. Am i being over protective?? Paranoid?? Too emotional???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just feel like standing at the top of a building and scream my lung out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At certain point of time i just need to voice out because keeping it in my heart will do harm. It can make me go crazy about it. Its like walking on a straight road without ending. You wont know where the road may lead you to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i like it now than last time, somewhere in the middle. I just dont want to go through hell again. If you get my point. It a bad, bad dream for me; nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1085421868876512167?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1085421868876512167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1085421868876512167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1085421868876512167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1085421868876512167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-supposed-to-bother-about-small.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-5000557556730461277</id><published>2010-05-02T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T19:43:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cant wait for this Thursday Hubby... =)&lt;br /&gt;Here we come &lt;strong&gt;BALI&lt;/strong&gt;!!~&lt;br /&gt;Im super excited!&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this time around i'll enjoy myself together wih u till the end of the trip. Make sure u take care of me there Hubby. Dont leave me behind k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promise??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-5000557556730461277?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5000557556730461277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=5000557556730461277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5000557556730461277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5000557556730461277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/05/cant-wait-for-this-thursday-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2028476155683412289</id><published>2010-04-18T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:50:56.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8scDzqwVQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QPbKpzVxzkw/s1600/IMG_4156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8scDzqwVQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QPbKpzVxzkw/s320/IMG_4156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461489824851580162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb23FfMdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/cLJ8vrFtvek/s1600/IMG_4157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb23FfMdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/cLJ8vrFtvek/s320/IMG_4157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461489602430710226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb2WIEipI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jqMO1saYwLE/s1600/IMG_4155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb2WIEipI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jqMO1saYwLE/s320/IMG_4155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461489593583176338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb1x4qwLI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gHJTB5zTp0c/s1600/IMG_4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb1x4qwLI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gHJTB5zTp0c/s320/IMG_4154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461489583854895282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb1NSowhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wg9wNdeFa6E/s1600/IMG_4153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb1NSowhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wg9wNdeFa6E/s320/IMG_4153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461489574031704594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb07mwq8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/fSRsNQt4jRA/s1600/IMG_4152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8sb07mwq8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/fSRsNQt4jRA/s320/IMG_4152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461489569284271042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things happen unexpectedly just now at my primary school friend's engagement day. I don't want to say it here. Overall, Aryanti and i felt we are unwelcome. Weird but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8ruwekzUvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/KKks8yJeHQw/s1600/Photo0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8ruwekzUvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/KKks8yJeHQw/s320/Photo0833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461440014748701426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, look at mother. When i reached home, i saw her helping my bro painting the wall trying hard to cover up on the visible white spots. =)&lt;br /&gt;So hard working right?? Unlike my sis. She doesn't help anything this time around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2028476155683412289?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2028476155683412289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2028476155683412289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2028476155683412289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2028476155683412289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-many-things-happen-unexpectedly.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S8scDzqwVQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QPbKpzVxzkw/s72-c/IMG_4156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2426416868241879359</id><published>2010-02-19T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:03:42.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reach home early today around 530pm. Was about to rest when mother started asking me about when am i going to look for a house. Then, she started to nag. Why do mother nag??? She thought that i took things lightly and never think about future. Come on mum. Im stressing about it too. Stressing on studies at the same time, work, $$$$$ and $$$$$$. *SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to do some revision later on. Hmmmm, Hubby must be resting now and i wouldnt want to disturb him. Called him on both his mobile but no answer... So... just wait for his call later. Not sure what time though but for sure, i think, must be after 8pm??? We'll see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my department was having a farewell party for Yolanda, a collegue of mine. She leaving the company next week. Wish her all the best and success in her carieer at her new company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35veCvTULI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TQwCX98JAys/s1600-h/Photo0799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35veCvTULI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TQwCX98JAys/s320/Photo0799.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439907961832165554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35vdupA47I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xclTeDE2BvU/s1600-h/Photo0798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35vdupA47I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xclTeDE2BvU/s320/Photo0798.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439907956437083058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35vcxM8FxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ymqNNwjZvI0/s1600-h/Photo0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35vcxM8FxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ymqNNwjZvI0/s320/Photo0796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439907939944765202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35vcSI0OSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/X2pHIT7Q15U/s1600-h/Photo0795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35vcSI0OSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/X2pHIT7Q15U/s320/Photo0795.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439907931605973282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2426416868241879359?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2426416868241879359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2426416868241879359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2426416868241879359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2426416868241879359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/02/reach-home-early-today-around-530pm.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S35veCvTULI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TQwCX98JAys/s72-c/Photo0799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8744427750666432828</id><published>2010-02-13T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:36:50.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mother!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too busy working &amp;amp; schooling doesn't mean i don't have the time to celebrate mother's birthday. Not to forget to get her a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hubby... She really love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;*I'm so lucky to have you Hubby...So grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, it was a last minute planning to have dinner on Friday(due to certain complications of timing from my sis),we managed to pull it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Amirah's Grill and after that again a last minute plan, karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wY2Ni2GeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_5NwPIZhIRY/s1600-h/Photo0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wY2Ni2GeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_5NwPIZhIRY/s320/Photo0792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249769584531938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wY1IHxAbI/AAAAAAAAAUk/c7apZ0orvm8/s1600-h/Photo0789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wY1IHxAbI/AAAAAAAAAUk/c7apZ0orvm8/s320/Photo0789.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249750948905394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wY0gVYV0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/RM5rVTjROpA/s1600-h/Photo0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wY0gVYV0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/RM5rVTjROpA/s320/Photo0787.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249740268590914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wYz-84V7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5bd4qzSkVkA/s1600-h/Photo0788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wYz-84V7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5bd4qzSkVkA/s320/Photo0788.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249731307460530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wYzdK0GZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/mWA1dAuVIrM/s1600-h/Photo0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wYzdK0GZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/mWA1dAuVIrM/s320/Photo0790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249722239097234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8744427750666432828?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8744427750666432828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8744427750666432828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8744427750666432828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8744427750666432828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-mother-too-busy-working.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/S3wY2Ni2GeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_5NwPIZhIRY/s72-c/Photo0792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2979797001679858059</id><published>2010-01-15T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:44:44.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been busy lately to update my blog. Busy with work and recently, school just started.... Trying to cope with the tiredness from work and lacking of sleep. Doing great so far. Only having problems in Economics right now. Hubby promised to explain back to me..so im still waiting for that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning wasnt a good one for me. Wasnt in a good mood when suddenly Fui Chin called me to talk in the meeting room. There's a complaint made by someone from other Yard saying that im being rude on the phone. After further investigation, they found out that im indeed innocent. They had found the real culprit. But she was never sentenced. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2979797001679858059?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2979797001679858059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2979797001679858059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2979797001679858059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2979797001679858059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-busy-lately-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3789696451035404521</id><published>2009-12-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:29:39.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just not my day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt at the best mood today. Late but on time for transportation because i cut down on using eye liner and blusher. Instead, i grab it all and throw it in my bag to continue make up upon reaching work. I cant help it but feeling dead. I think quite number of people notice it although i try to cover it, smiling as usual. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened. Harnizah called and told me that she might be warded in the hospital tomorrow. So im dead. Alot of things that need to be done and im still not sure yet. All the best to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from the office asking me to stay for OT. Have to finish up some stuff. Great. It was so perfect for me. *Sigh&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were heavy and i tried hard not to show it. I got to finish it by 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next problem i had was.... my shoe spoilt. I could see the head of my feet coming out. Further more, it was raining and it get worst. My feet were soaked.&lt;br /&gt;I just bought those pair and i think i today was my 2nd day wearing it. &lt;br /&gt;Dang!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3789696451035404521?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3789696451035404521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3789696451035404521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3789696451035404521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3789696451035404521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-not-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3584713549239659691</id><published>2009-12-08T20:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:54:19.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching Singapore Idol now. Wondering who will be the next Singapore Idol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby went for a short nap and i took the opportunity to blog. Will hear from him again later when he wakes up. &lt;br /&gt;How's my work? Well, as usual i find it okay...more work given to me now. And yeah, i want to learn more of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sx5Vj4L79VI/AAAAAAAAATc/6X46nklKXag/s1600-h/Photo0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sx5Vj4L79VI/AAAAAAAAATc/6X46nklKXag/s320/Photo0679.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412857877012149586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself and i in the filing room which they call it "library". =) OMG.... I look fat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3584713549239659691?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3584713549239659691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3584713549239659691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3584713549239659691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3584713549239659691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/12/watching-singapore-idol-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sx5Vj4L79VI/AAAAAAAAATc/6X46nklKXag/s72-c/Photo0679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3443857215231619210</id><published>2009-12-01T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:10:48.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, when i came back as usual at 6pm, i felt too tired to blog but today i here to blog after coming back home late from OT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many documents to sort out and also filings that are still pending on my desk waiting for me to clear tomorrow.... &lt;br /&gt;I simply don't understand.. &lt;br /&gt;She's unhappy when I'm siting at the reception area for the whole day. The moment she saw me there, she'll call me to go up. She told Nizah that i cant be seating down there for the whole day. Why?? I'll be taking over Nizah when she's on maternity leave. So obviously I've got to learn all from her. And I've got to learn it fast. I'm totally confused. Don't understand why she acted that way. And upstairs in the office, I'll be helping everybody with their work. Any job given by them. There will be no problem at all if i spend the whole day upstairs in the office doing their work. Just my luck huh? But despite all this shit, i do my work quietly without any complaints to them.&lt;br /&gt;So long as, Hubby give me full support and an encouragement, I'll be definitely wont give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother didn't cook today and all i had was fried tofu. Plain fried tofu. Not a problem to me. Im totally fine with it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is taking a nap and im not sure whether he's going to wake up at 10pm or maybe, he'll be asleep till morning. Love you so much Hubby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3443857215231619210?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3443857215231619210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3443857215231619210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3443857215231619210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3443857215231619210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8996139545492414791</id><published>2009-11-20T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:41:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day is getting nearer... Im so excited! But at the same time....disappointed with myself this year. I got my reason for that. Im sad. Ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knee hurt so badly. Im not sure why. Im not sure how much longer i can stand it. The pain was excruciating and Im not lying. Last night i did massage it with ointment but the pain doesnt go away. *sob *sob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8996139545492414791?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8996139545492414791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8996139545492414791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8996139545492414791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8996139545492414791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-is-getting-nearer.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7770534589612845860</id><published>2009-11-18T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:21:36.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont want to be depress. All i need to do is to focus on certain things; much important things. Im sorry, I keep on focusing through the right path but I tend to lost my way. Im not being imature but its just things that need to be made crystal clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had this feeling of fear in you. The fear of loosing the most preacious someone; someone you love so much and mean alot in your life. Ofcourse&lt;br /&gt;besides your family members though. This is my first time ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasnt as bad as yesterday. Not that sleepy as yesterday. =) It seems like HR people cant see me do work at the reception area. They will call me up to go upstairs and help them with their work like filing, etc. Hmmm... what to do... Im working right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7770534589612845860?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7770534589612845860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7770534589612845860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7770534589612845860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7770534589612845860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-want-to-be-depress.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4524507391892023593</id><published>2009-11-15T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T03:15:46.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He look like a baby when he's asleep. Such an angel. I wonder.... will he love me as much as i love him? Will he get bored?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why this questions bothers me so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4524507391892023593?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4524507391892023593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4524507391892023593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4524507391892023593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4524507391892023593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-look-like-baby-when-hes-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1970402876643926937</id><published>2009-11-14T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:27:29.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels different eversince i started working. Very. There are a few changes in life. Only hoping that our love wont change a single bit. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to focus on our future together getting married, having our own house and etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother is unwell. She cant stand her coughing anymore and decided to go to the docter this morning. Ya, she had a tough night last night. Cant sleep with the cough bothering her night. Hopefully she can sleep tonight. The weird thing is... she's not sleeping from just now. She said she cant close her eyes to sleep because her mind wasnt at ease. Feels like someone whispering at her that she had unsettled chores. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Hubby is coming over today... so... not sure what time though but... thought of odering pizza..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1970402876643926937?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1970402876643926937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1970402876643926937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1970402876643926937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1970402876643926937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-feels-different-eversince-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6386079788787908934</id><published>2009-11-13T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:18:53.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been very tired lately coming back home from work. Well, what do you expect? Waking up at 5 am getting all ready by 6 am and not being late for the transport. Had no mood for the past few days not sure why. But i just felt like knocking people down while driving. Especially if i saw the top ranking person on my enemy list. Must be 'syiok ah'! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having bread all a while during lunch. Hmmmm... Due to certain reason. Having bad shoulder ache and the pain is killing me. &lt;br /&gt;*Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6386079788787908934?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6386079788787908934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6386079788787908934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6386079788787908934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6386079788787908934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/11/been-very-tired-lately-coming-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6033920964046069046</id><published>2009-10-27T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:40:50.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember that i was actually listening to my MP3, just passing the time while waiting for Lenka singing her song, 'The show'; my ring tone whenever Hubby call me through his home phone. But i think i doze off. Hubby called me using his other mobile phone instead and i think i ask him what time was it. And he told me it was 4 am. Wow.. he sure was feeling exhausted. I cant really recall the things I've said. But i know i did say 'I love you'. =) And i think he mention that his shipment was at 7am.. if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm just done with frying the rice for my sis to eat before heading to work.&lt;br /&gt;One problem, i think I'm having my tonsils. I can feel the pain when i swallow my own saliva. No wonder i got the feverish feeling this morning. I just hope it wont get worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6033920964046069046?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6033920964046069046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6033920964046069046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6033920964046069046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6033920964046069046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-remembered-that-i-was-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-9098893407595431552</id><published>2009-10-25T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:06:34.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://cute-spot.com/" target="_top" title="MORE Cool Graphics!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/site-graphics/happy_monthsary/happy_monthsary_04.gif" border="0" alt="Happy Monthsary Graphics @ Cute-Spot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cute-spot.com/happy_monthsary.php" target="_top" title="Click here for more Happy Monthsary Graphics @ Cute-Spot.com!"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Happy Monthsary Graphics&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest Hubby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey.... 25th comes again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm felt like the most happiest girl ever... Thanks Hubby for making me one. I treasure everything good that you did to me and i hope the best in us. May Allah bless our relationship. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you always my Sugary Sweet Candy!&lt;br /&gt;*Ssmoooooooooooches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-9098893407595431552?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/9098893407595431552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=9098893407595431552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/9098893407595431552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/9098893407595431552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-monthsary-graphics-to-my-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-446564276132461852</id><published>2009-10-24T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:21:24.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/images/fr33.gif"  alt="zwani.com myspace graphic comments" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/" target="_blank"&gt;Happy Birthday Graphic Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your Birthday Ayah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been the most sporting and also supportive person throughout my relationship with your son. I hope that the bonding we had together and also between you and my family will stay strong. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless you Ayah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-446564276132461852?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/446564276132461852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=446564276132461852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/446564276132461852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/446564276132461852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-graphic-comments-its.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1236396863739884488</id><published>2009-10-22T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:22:04.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dazzlejunction.com" title="Myspace Comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l23/dazzlejunction/0ag/greetings/birthday-father/birthday-dad_1.gif" alt="Birthday Comments at dazzlejunction.com" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dazzlejunction.com/greetings/happy-birthday.php" target="_blank"&gt;Birthday Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dazzlejunction.com" target="_blank"&gt;Myspace Comments&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dazzlejunction.com/layoutsV2/main.php" target="_blank"&gt;Myspace 2.0 Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all the best in life... May Allah bless you with good health, wealth and happy family. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much. Miss you alot! Cant wait to see you come back home from Korea end of the year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muachk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1236396863739884488?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1236396863739884488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1236396863739884488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1236396863739884488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1236396863739884488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-comments-myspace-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-60870787058679418</id><published>2009-10-14T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:41:30.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just done with printing all the Hari Raya photos. Waiting for mother to put it in the photo album. Nothing else to do. Wanted to play online game but I'm just not in the mood. Really. I started shouting at my sis on a small matter. I wish i could like go out and loiter somewhere. But it is raining outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i got my own car...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-60870787058679418?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/60870787058679418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=60870787058679418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/60870787058679418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/60870787058679418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-done-with-printing-all-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-5305028456179779148</id><published>2009-10-05T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:54:52.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too busy with &lt;em&gt;"jalan raya"&lt;/em&gt; and now I'm exhausted. But i had fun though. This year, i get to drive father's car to drive Hubby and his family for &lt;em&gt;"jalan raya"&lt;/em&gt;. It was Awesome! Thanks father for giving me the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things happened over the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faisal's grandmother past away and we went there to &lt;br /&gt;My sis cut her finger accidentally while cutting off the ice plastic. I didn't know this till i called my mother telling her that I'll be a little late sending off Hubby and his parents back home first. She got 4 stitches for that. Poor sis.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon sweety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is leaving to Korea tonight. Hope he had a save flight and take care of himself there while working. Will be waiting for him to come home maybe on Hari Raya Haji or maybe New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-5305028456179779148?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5305028456179779148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=5305028456179779148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5305028456179779148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5305028456179779148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-busy-with-jalan-raya-and-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8526053783356488722</id><published>2009-09-28T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:57:27.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/StL4xxy42xI/AAAAAAAAATM/4zFfYRTWgW0/s1600-h/SDC10424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/StL4xxy42xI/AAAAAAAAATM/4zFfYRTWgW0/s320/SDC10424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391645237979962130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/StL4xUNETvI/AAAAAAAAATE/4uNX1yXpf4g/s1600-h/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/StL4xUNETvI/AAAAAAAAATE/4uNX1yXpf4g/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391645230036700914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me there was no more drunkard man on the track after the race. This year, we took pictures with no disturbance. Well, being with hubby is all i need. I had such a wonderful time when I'm with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Burger King before heading to the entrance. Dang! I felt so full. Hubby bought 2 burgers for us to eat during the race. But I'm still full throughout the race. But i felt very thirsty. I keep reminding myself not to drink too much because I'm so lazy to look for the ladies. At times, you just cant help it. The thirst was killing me. So despite of the feeling of going to the toilet, i still drink alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby bought Renault shirt and i bought their Polo shirt. Thanks Hubby! &lt;br /&gt;Lovely time to spend for our 39 Monthsary! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8526053783356488722?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8526053783356488722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8526053783356488722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8526053783356488722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8526053783356488722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/lucky-me-there-was-no-more-drunkard-man.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/StL4xxy42xI/AAAAAAAAATM/4zFfYRTWgW0/s72-c/SDC10424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1039532238013064635</id><published>2009-09-25T10:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:40:07.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 3 Years &amp; 3 Months Hubby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you are one more step closer in my life, i couldnt imagine myself being alone, living without you Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much my Sugary sweet candy!!&lt;br /&gt;*Smooooooches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te quiero Hubby!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless our relationship. &lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1039532238013064635?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1039532238013064635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1039532238013064635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1039532238013064635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1039532238013064635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-3-years-3-months-hubby-now-that.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3201070962699771294</id><published>2009-09-22T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:25:45.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second day of &lt;em&gt;Jalan Raya&lt;/em&gt;. Went to visit the elderlies. Hubby joined us and I'm feeling glad. Wanted to wear the same colour but too bad i don't have much choices. Went to pick him up at his place and headed to the first house at Choa Chu Kang. I'm wearing purple &lt;em&gt;Kebaya&lt;/em&gt; and he's wearing pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into my uncle and his family when we were about to leave the first house. So father decided to visit other houses together with them. So, total of three families together. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little cousins were all over hubby. I think they really like him. Oh well, too bad Faisal wasn't there to join us. It would have been better if he was there with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every house different drinks and ate &lt;em&gt;kuih raya&lt;/em&gt; makes my tummy go bloated. We didn't have proper food. The only proper food we had was Fried Bee Hoon at Cik Leha's house. And that was for lunch. Before going home, we went to have our dinner at Mac Donald. We wanted to eat at Al Azhar but they were close obviously because it was the second day of &lt;em&gt;Raya&lt;/em&gt;. Mac Donald was our only choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt take alot of pictures but i had fun though. Thanks hubby for joining us.. really appreciate it sugar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3201070962699771294?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3201070962699771294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3201070962699771294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3201070962699771294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3201070962699771294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-day-of-jalan-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8608203418195990730</id><published>2009-09-21T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:45:48.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a Title="Funscrape.com Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Comments" href="http://www.funscrape.com/Scraps.aspx?CatName=Selamat+Hari+Raya+Aidilfitri"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i567.photobucket.com/albums/ss114/aadi1295/funscrape/aidilfitri/16.jpg" alt='' border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funscrape.Com | More Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired on first day of Raya. Relatives came to my house to celebrate the first day of Hari Raya since my grandparents passed away. My father is the oldest child in the family and so is my mother. Not only my relatives but also my father's colleagues was invited to come over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early yesterday to help mother in the kitchen cooking. A lot of things to be done early in the morning. Father's friends started to arrive at 12 pm and I'm still not yet change to baju kurung. My father was still moping the kitchen floor. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my father was entertaining his friends, i took the opportunity to hurry and get change. My nose bled again and i stained my baju kurung with a drip of blood. Ran to my mother's room with holding a tissue on my nose i lay down next to her. I know she's worried about the bleeding that happens for quite sometime now. If it bled again, I'll go to the doctor. I did took a short nap. There was an hour interval of no visitors. Most of us took a short nap. Sleepy. Tired and restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called hubby but he didn't answer. And even SMS him. Silence.&lt;br /&gt;He called me in the afternoon saying using Kak Emi's mobile saying that he forgot his hand phone. No wonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house was packed after 7pm. And i waited for hubby's family to arrive. He look so handsome in his baju kurung together with kain samping. =) I like! &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming hubby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8608203418195990730?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8608203418195990730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8608203418195990730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8608203418195990730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8608203418195990730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/funscrape.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6780643115603411716</id><published>2009-09-17T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:06:15.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up in the morning, tummy felt a little aching. No appetite to eat. I only ate vegetable and potato. Drink 2 mug of hot tea and another 2 mug of soy bean milk. Wow, it feels so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having my short nap when i heard mother talking loudly. She sounded very angry. She was mad at my sister for waking up late for work. And she's having trouble to reach work on time. So she called mother up asking her for cab fare. So that was when mother got angry about. &lt;br /&gt;Hearing the commotion outside, i hurriedly get myself off the bed and wash my face to stay awake. I was shocked to see her sitting on the floor of her room staring at her bed, bed sheets and pillow case were on the floor. She was having a backache and so i offered my help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called hubby up and he's on his way to work. He thought of going to Geylang today and not on Saturday. You cant imagine how many people there at Geylang. Hopefully, today's plan wont be cancel. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6780643115603411716?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6780643115603411716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6780643115603411716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6780643115603411716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6780643115603411716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/woke-up-in-morning-tummy-felt-little.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7674069857644173494</id><published>2009-09-15T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T06:23:12.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken-Hearted Girl by Beyonce</title><content type='html'>You’re everything I thought you never were&lt;br /&gt;And nothing like I thought you could’ve been&lt;br /&gt;But still you live inside of me&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the only one I wish I could forget&lt;br /&gt;The only one I’d love to not forgive&lt;br /&gt;And though you break my heart, you’re the only one &lt;br /&gt;And though there are times when I hate you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t erase&lt;br /&gt;The times that you hurt me &lt;br /&gt;And put tears on my face&lt;br /&gt;And even now while I hate you&lt;br /&gt;It pains me to say&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll be there at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be without you babe&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna take a breath with out you babe&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna play that part&lt;br /&gt;I know that I love you&lt;br /&gt;But let me just say&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to love you in no kind of way no no&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No...No&lt;br /&gt;No broken-hearted girl&lt;br /&gt;I’m no broken-hearted girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I feel I need to say&lt;br /&gt;But up to now I’ve always been afraid&lt;br /&gt;That you would never come around&lt;br /&gt;And still I want to put this out&lt;br /&gt;You say you’ve got the most respect for me&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I feel you’re not deserving me&lt;br /&gt;And still you’re in my heart&lt;br /&gt;But you’re the only one and yes&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I hate you&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t complain&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ve been afraid that you would've walk away&lt;br /&gt;Oh but now I don’t hate you&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy to say&lt;br /&gt;That I will be there at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be without you babe&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna take a breath with out you babe&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna play that part&lt;br /&gt;I know that I love you &lt;br /&gt;But let me just say&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to love you in no kind of way no no&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No…No&lt;br /&gt;No broken-hearted girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m at a place I thought I’d never be…Oooo&lt;br /&gt;I’m living in a world that’s all about you and me…yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gotta be afraid my broken heart is free&lt;br /&gt;To spread my wings and fly away&lt;br /&gt;Away With you &lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah, ohh ohh ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be without my baby&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to take a breath with out my baby&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna play that part&lt;br /&gt;I know that I love you &lt;br /&gt;But let me just say&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to love you in no kind of way..No..No&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl..No..No..&lt;br /&gt;No broken-hearted girl&lt;br /&gt;Broken-hearted girl No…no… &lt;br /&gt;No broken-hearted girl&lt;br /&gt;No broken-hearted girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Currently my Favourite song in my playlist. Just from me to Hubby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7674069857644173494?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7674069857644173494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7674069857644173494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7674069857644173494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7674069857644173494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/broken-hearted-girl-by-beyonce.html' title='Broken-Hearted Girl by Beyonce'/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8331815387051487124</id><published>2009-09-14T11:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:06:56.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to go Geylang yesterday but the plan was canceled. Hubby's mother was having a headache and so i went to his place to break fast there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was craving for BBQ chicken and i managed to get it for him. First place that came on my mind was Alif. Hell yeah, I was right! There, they have Thai BBQ chicken and i bought 2 whole chickens to his place. Thanks to my brother for willing to send me to hubby's place. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, they were tasty! Yummy! It was a last minute plan to break fast at his place. It doesn't matter to me. Since his mother wasn't feeling ok, i told him not to trouble his mother to cook special dishes. I can eat anything that they eat. I'm easy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your mother is feeling much better today hubby. =)&lt;br /&gt;Going for an interview today. Pray hard that everything goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8331815387051487124?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8331815387051487124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8331815387051487124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8331815387051487124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8331815387051487124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/supposed-to-go-geylang-yesterday-but.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7027689077074977618</id><published>2009-09-07T10:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:31:22.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spicy Fried noodle, Sambal chicken... Wow.. my tummy is burning but Yummy! I even ate the black pepper crab that Mak Su gave. Had that at Hubby's place yesterday. Really full. Make 2 Pizzas with extra cheese, special request from hubby. And I'm glad to do it for Hubby. =) &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Hubby's mother for the wonderful food. How i wish i don't have to go home you know. After breaking fast, watch TV with the family then relax together and lastly, sleep. Have to wait for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Baju Kurung that Kak Emi send for tailoring turns out nice. B-E-A-UTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;I still have that fabric. Looking at her trying them on makes me think whether i can fit mine still. Hhhmmm. How Hubby?? &lt;strong&gt;*Biting my fingers &lt;/strong&gt;(Dang! Forget im fasting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my sister is having a fever and my mother had been nagging at her since morning. She just love making her nag. Sometimes, she just dont have the initiatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7027689077074977618?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7027689077074977618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7027689077074977618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7027689077074977618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7027689077074977618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/spicy-fried-noodle-sambal-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-387677963877800962</id><published>2009-09-06T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:26:33.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby came over to my place after work to break fast yesterday. Thank you so much Sugar.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, it will be my turn to go over to your place. =)&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and sister went to Geylang after breaking fast while hubby, mother and i stayed at home. Hmmm, still not yet go to Geylang but...its ok. I was busy transfering songs into hubby's mobile and also wondering how to put caller ringtone on under my name. So everytime when i call him, there will be special ringtone just for me. Finally, i did got it done. Trying to wake hubby up when my nose bled. Again?&lt;br /&gt;Ya. Not sure why but i hope im all fine. Sorry hubby, it dripped on your hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-387677963877800962?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/387677963877800962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=387677963877800962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/387677963877800962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/387677963877800962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/hubby-came-over-to-my-place-after-work.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3792413388461198656</id><published>2009-09-02T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:44:48.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Done with cleaning up my wardrobe. Its not that bad after all. Mother wanted me to search for her a black pants which actually belongs to me previously. After all the searching done, still i couldnt find it so i assume it must have been sitting in my sister's wardobe. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;, how am i supposed to look for it in there? Its like a mountain of clothes standing behind the close door and when you open it... *Boom! &lt;br /&gt;I rather not take the risk. I'll definitely wait for her to get home and get it done for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby called me just now. Goodness. Felt like im energized after hearing his voice. Similar as yesterday, he's busy. And tomorrow, his partner will be back. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a much better day fo him. *Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3792413388461198656?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3792413388461198656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3792413388461198656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3792413388461198656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3792413388461198656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-done-with-cleaning-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7749096245639700669</id><published>2009-09-01T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:02:01.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling much better now and putting &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; behind me or shall i say putting my butt on it rather. Excuse my language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still pouring outside and it doesnt make me feel any better. Still feeling warm right now maybe due to the heat from my laptop. I dont know. Sitting infront of my electronic brain still thinking as im typing about...im not sure exactly what but something triggers my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7749096245639700669?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7749096245639700669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7749096245639700669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7749096245639700669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7749096245639700669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-much-better-now-and-putting-it.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-473551467974898496</id><published>2009-08-31T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:22:33.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hated when this shit happens. Why must it be a subject or topic that wouldn't make both party happy and satisfied? In any case if I'm the one at fault... ya...maybe. I know my mouth and i know yours too. But my ego wont let me keep quiet. Aaargh. I hate myself for this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way hubby, i don't think you should feel too guilty for what you have done to her. She is just making you feel bad and need your sympathy. Sorry for being such a bad mouth but that's what i think. Yes, I might be wrong  but I just cant help it. It makes me feel better to let it out. Its just my point of view. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to cool down myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-473551467974898496?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/473551467974898496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=473551467974898496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/473551467974898496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/473551467974898496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-really-hated-when-this-shit-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8415814983175490736</id><published>2009-08-31T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:17:25.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly, realised that i forgotten to ask hubby about the keychains. Dang! Well, SMS him from just now and still no respond from him yet. Open my diary and saw that his partner is off today till tomorrow. Double dang! *Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, im not being petty here. Its just that i just need to know whether he's doing fine or not. I hope you're not mad hubby. Maybe you find me very irritating or something. Wondering what time hubby will be going home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting around doing nothing makes me &lt;strong&gt;SICK&lt;/strong&gt;. I just wish i have a lot of &lt;strong&gt;$$$$&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8415814983175490736?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8415814983175490736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8415814983175490736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8415814983175490736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8415814983175490736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/suddenly-realised-that-i-forgotten-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6487400201965888441</id><published>2009-08-30T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:58:16.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my turn to break fast at hubby's place today. Feeling a little feverish though. My nose bled this morning and my head hurts. Mother and i supposed to go to the market in the morning but she's having a migraine. It was 12pm by the time both of us feeling a little better. So we decided to go to the market for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car on our way home, my nose bled again. I remembered the last time my nose bled was during primary school. My ever worst nightmare. Sigh. Still remember the reason i keep ended up myself in the sick bay was due to my nose bleed. At times I'll stain my uniform. Those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better keep going now...i need to take shower and settle myself first before heading to hubby's place. And hopefully, my nose doesnt bleed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6487400201965888441?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6487400201965888441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6487400201965888441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6487400201965888441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6487400201965888441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-my-turn-to-break-fast-at-hubbys.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3605413993894043836</id><published>2009-08-28T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:17:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really so excited today because hubby is coming today to break fast at my place with my family. So, I've been thinking what to cook for him and yes mother keep on asking me that very same question to me too. At first i thought of cooking chicken chop but due to lack of experience in cooking it...i decided to past. Maybe i should like try cooking it some other day, give it a try first before presenting it to hubby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today's menu will be Fried Lontong, Fried Kuey Teow, Fried Tofu and I'm going to fried some chicken(goodness am drooling now). Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother called my brother to ask Kak Yanie to tag along. For Didi case, not to worry because he'll definitely come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my father is here with us in Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3605413993894043836?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3605413993894043836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3605413993894043836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3605413993894043836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3605413993894043836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-really-so-excited-today-because.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3189047705558451208</id><published>2009-08-27T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:53:02.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got defeated by own feelings. I let emotional overpowered me. I couldnt stop the tears when come to realise how indiscreet i was. Im not sure whether im supposed to relinquish the matter. &lt;br /&gt;I should be very contented for having this felicitous life. &lt;br /&gt;Now, i felt so buttoned up for he's being there for me as a true friend, a soulmate and a darling fiance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3189047705558451208?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3189047705558451208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3189047705558451208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3189047705558451208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3189047705558451208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-defeated-by-own-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8039980552256557694</id><published>2009-08-26T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:35:58.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Serious shit. Yesterday was my first day to fast. The energy was there and so was the temper. Not pretty sure why. I accompanied my mother to Lot 1 and while we were walking to the escalator there is this couple walking behind me. The girl keep on stepping on my slipper. Im sure im going to be fine if its once. But i got irritated because it happens a few times and she didnt bother to say sorry. At that point of time i felt like erupting but i tried to control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother picked us up and we managed to reach home just on time to prepare for breaking fast. Mother had cooked Chicken Curry ealier and only left me to heat it up, prepare it together with the bread on the table and make hot tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, im feeling much better than yesterday. Mother and i plan to cook Mee Bandung aka Mee Kuah. That is what she named it. =) &lt;br /&gt;Wondering when will i break fast at hubby's house. Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8039980552256557694?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8039980552256557694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8039980552256557694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8039980552256557694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8039980552256557694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/serious-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3954975209002017121</id><published>2009-08-24T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:57:23.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up to find my cellphone with 3 missed calls from hubby and a message from Dilah. How come i cant hear him call? Goodness. Maybe I'm so tired. I slept like a baby. Furthermore it was raining when i was about to sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sunny Sunday morning. Went to the market as usual with mother and then my bro will drive and pick us up. Kak Emi called me while I'm in the car. She wanted to go Suntec for the job fare. At first i was actually lazy to go but i thought, why not give it a shot. Dilah wanted to tag along but she SMS me again saying she couldn't make it. Anyways, thanks hubby for accompanying me. I know you are tired. Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking fast at Mak Su's house. I'm kind of shy because I'm not fasting(reason:ladies day). We had Nasi Lemak, Lontong, Ayam Percik and Bubur Pulut Hitam for dessert. I wasn't hungry but thirsty. Thanks for the nice food. Enjoyed myself there and feel like family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3954975209002017121?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3954975209002017121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3954975209002017121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3954975209002017121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3954975209002017121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/woke-up-to-find-my-cellphone-with-3.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-5466765123115240996</id><published>2009-08-20T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:37:31.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What am i thinking?? All i need is a good, decent job. My mind is not at a good state. I keep on having annoying deleterious flashbacks. It makes me go insane. Help me. Make it go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby had moved to his new office. I hope everything goes well and hopefully &lt;strong&gt;Bitchflies wont be flying around&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-5466765123115240996?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5466765123115240996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=5466765123115240996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5466765123115240996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5466765123115240996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-am-i-thinking-all-i-need-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-716592025454839763</id><published>2009-08-18T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:22:07.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozcmFiZ_NI/AAAAAAAAAS8/snJ4o9oOUug/s1600-h/SDC10281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozcmFiZ_NI/AAAAAAAAAS8/snJ4o9oOUug/s320/SDC10281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371911002425785554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozcllQacLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QmNPJzfs54o/s1600-h/SDC10280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozcllQacLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QmNPJzfs54o/s320/SDC10280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910993760383154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozclF9jFdI/AAAAAAAAASs/sam8FiA-QbM/s1600-h/SDC10219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozclF9jFdI/AAAAAAAAASs/sam8FiA-QbM/s320/SDC10219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910985359758802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozckSXgsAI/AAAAAAAAASk/Tri8OOixnhY/s1600-h/SDC10198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozckSXgsAI/AAAAAAAAASk/Tri8OOixnhY/s320/SDC10198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910971510009858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never will i forget about Jakarta trip that i went with Hubby and his family. Memories will remain in my mind. I love his family so much. I really treasured them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis were supposed to tag along in this trip but she couldn't make it due to certain reason that i myself not sure about. But the fun part was my cousin, Aisyah was excited to join us on this trip. I really hope she really did enjoy herself there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i went for a holiday, i don't really have the idea of what to get for people. Well, I'm not being mean but i thought holiday was supposed to be a relaxing moment to enjoy. And not stressing on about getting what souvenir for people. You can disagree on that. But i did get something for my family thanks to Hubby. If not because of him i think I'll be going home empty handed because I'm really bad at buying things for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going shopping was tough. It's not something that i will do for a hobby. I couldnt really get what i wanted and at times i just dont know what i want. So disappointed. I did bought a few t-shirts and a jeans. Thanks to my dearest sugar, Hubby. Though a few things happened but we managed to pull it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will our next destination be??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-716592025454839763?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/716592025454839763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=716592025454839763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/716592025454839763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/716592025454839763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/never-will-i-forget-about-jakarta-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SozcmFiZ_NI/AAAAAAAAAS8/snJ4o9oOUug/s72-c/SDC10281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8482049514019321787</id><published>2009-08-07T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:00:36.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having difficulties opening my eyes yesterday morning. But i managed to get my butt off from the bed and shower. Hubby called asking me to accompany his mother to the Polyclinic.  I did.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really know how Polyclinics works. Too much of private family doctor. So atleast now i know and its easier for me next time. I hope she get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;After sending his mother home asking her to rest and not to forget eat something, i went out and hail a cab heading to hubby's office to pick him up before going to Jurong Point. We watch G.I.Joe The Rise of Cobra. Two thumbs up! Obviously, there will be part 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8482049514019321787?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8482049514019321787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8482049514019321787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8482049514019321787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8482049514019321787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/having-difficulties-opening-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2371868390686409478</id><published>2009-08-04T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:24:26.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEyn0zUkI/AAAAAAAAARU/wJ8j1h5LZrA/s1600-h/Photo0585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEyn0zUkI/AAAAAAAAARU/wJ8j1h5LZrA/s320/Photo0585.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366044223742366274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEyRIPkQI/AAAAAAAAARM/J60CKQo10Tw/s1600-h/Photo0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEyRIPkQI/AAAAAAAAARM/J60CKQo10Tw/s320/Photo0584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366044217649893634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEyzPNBgI/AAAAAAAAARc/pSyvAZ2zHz8/s1600-h/Photo0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEyzPNBgI/AAAAAAAAARc/pSyvAZ2zHz8/s320/Photo0586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366044226805892610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEzCCpD1I/AAAAAAAAARk/zdNcJVKTt-8/s1600-h/Photo0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEzCCpD1I/AAAAAAAAARk/zdNcJVKTt-8/s320/Photo0589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366044230779735890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday this year was even more special. Celebrated after getting engaged with Mr Lee was a little bit more different feeling then usual.&lt;br /&gt;We went out to town on Sunday afternoon. Walking around and getting my bro and sis their birthday gift. We had luscious dinner at Tambuah Mas. Felt like my tummy was on the verge of explosion trying to finish up the food. But still...there's a room for a cup of hot tea before leaving. =)&lt;br /&gt;Next, hubby bought me a camera; Samsung L301. Love it! Thanks Hubby. And i already used it yesterday taking photos during dinner. &lt;br /&gt;People all around keep saying how lucky i am to have you. Alhamdulillah and i hope it stays that way Insya-Allah. Are you happy for me hubby? I'm happy when you are happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's dinner was great because the whole family was there. My parents, my bro and his fiancee, my sis and her boyfriend, my fiance and of course myself. One big family. Thank you Kak Yanie for the wonderful gift. &lt;br /&gt;I felt bad hubby taking you out for dinner while your mother was unwell. I sincerely didn't know that she was having fever. Furthermore, ayah and your sis send her to NUH to see doctor. I couldn't help it. I think my father felt the same way too.. I'm happy that I'm able to drive you there waiting for your mum and send your family back home. Im relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJGdyYOVI/AAAAAAAAASM/uqzhcu4QsjY/s1600-h/SDC10010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJGdyYOVI/AAAAAAAAASM/uqzhcu4QsjY/s320/SDC10010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366048962691742034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngLEBjfayI/AAAAAAAAASc/LMOuP_MG3dk/s1600-h/SDC10026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngLEBjfayI/AAAAAAAAASc/LMOuP_MG3dk/s320/SDC10026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366051119776623394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJF6PlfrI/AAAAAAAAASE/v5Kh253HQjo/s1600-h/SDC10020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJF6PlfrI/AAAAAAAAASE/v5Kh253HQjo/s320/SDC10020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366048953150570162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJFoWkRKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/P61tQKSKd7k/s1600-h/SDC10009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJFoWkRKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/P61tQKSKd7k/s320/SDC10009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366048948348011682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJFIY5NlI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YDXZreVqjew/s1600-h/SDC10011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJFIY5NlI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YDXZreVqjew/s320/SDC10011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366048939767838290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJE76AS2I/AAAAAAAAARs/sIptDQ4mdLA/s1600-h/SDC10018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngJE76AS2I/AAAAAAAAARs/sIptDQ4mdLA/s320/SDC10018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366048936417053538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngKaWMNAGI/AAAAAAAAASU/c9hvfWJ7Jfo/s1600-h/SDC10038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngKaWMNAGI/AAAAAAAAASU/c9hvfWJ7Jfo/s320/SDC10038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366050403761586274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2371868390686409478?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2371868390686409478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2371868390686409478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2371868390686409478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2371868390686409478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-this-year-was-even-more.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SngEyn0zUkI/AAAAAAAAARU/wJ8j1h5LZrA/s72-c/Photo0585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-78656613148519990</id><published>2009-07-26T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:28:38.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SnGCzQxXN-I/AAAAAAAAARE/nPM9i3FsOrY/s1600-h/5850_119701708984_788558984_2241796_7838862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SnGCzQxXN-I/AAAAAAAAARE/nPM9i3FsOrY/s320/5850_119701708984_788558984_2241796_7838862_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364212448361920482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah. &lt;br /&gt;Everything goes smoothly. The hard work, the tears i have shed and the nags my mother and i made had ended. Stop. I was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks hubby for comforting me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my aunties,uncles and dearest cousins for making this happen. And thanks to my friends who can make it and those who cant make it, its ok. No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Kak Yanie and her mother for helping me with the food stuff &amp; decorations of the items. Gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-78656613148519990?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/78656613148519990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=78656613148519990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/78656613148519990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/78656613148519990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/alhamdulillah.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SnGCzQxXN-I/AAAAAAAAARE/nPM9i3FsOrY/s72-c/5850_119701708984_788558984_2241796_7838862_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-477245372601123601</id><published>2009-07-20T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:44:35.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't have a good night sleep at all. Keep on tossing and turning on the bed. Now, feeling tired, body aching and now plus the cramps i had. Its killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like doing anything else today after blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-477245372601123601?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/477245372601123601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=477245372601123601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/477245372601123601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/477245372601123601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-didnt-have-good-night-sleep-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7997008852629247336</id><published>2009-07-19T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:36:33.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very busy...</title><content type='html'>Dang! When was the last time i felt so tiring like this? Hmmm...Last year? Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from the market but before this we went to IMM to buy a fan and a few more other items. After lunch, going to clean the storeroom together. &lt;br /&gt;Too much things to get it done on time. Hopefully everything turns out perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lacking of sleep. Restless. Felt like Zombie. Went JB yesterday with my parents and brother to look for certain things. My sis got to work so we went there without her. It was raining and i like it. =) Having blisters due to too much walking and maybe possible because of the new pair of shoes that hubby bought for me. I never worn it before; i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Missing hubby so badly but at the same time i wanted him to enjoy himself there. I definitely know he will be able to take care of himself there. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he called when im at the market and told me he'll be reaching home tonight. Yippee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7997008852629247336?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7997008852629247336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7997008852629247336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7997008852629247336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7997008852629247336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/very-busy.html' title='Very busy...'/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-5875495345496848213</id><published>2009-07-16T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T14:44:22.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby came by yesterday after work. The moment i open the door and saw him standing outside i just felt like jumping on him, hug him tight and kiss him (hahahah). Really. I miss him so badly. Thanks for the lunch too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so wonderful with you being there with me you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand that you'll be going to Kuala Lumpur tomorrow. Going to miss you again. Make sure you take care of yourself sugar. =)&lt;br /&gt;Love you loads! Dozens of kisses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-5875495345496848213?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5875495345496848213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=5875495345496848213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5875495345496848213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5875495345496848213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hubby-came-by-yesterday-after-work.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6112833455269459154</id><published>2009-07-10T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:10:17.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, i woke up early to get prepared sending hubby's mother to NUH. I went to his place a little early, called up his mother asking him what she wanted to have for breakfast. We waited for Nadia to come back before heading to NUH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have to wait for the doctor when we arrived there. The doctor was still in the operation theatre. It does'nt take that long before everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called hubby and he was still in the office. So i told him it was not neccessary for hubby to come because we're on our way home. He bought us food and he bought me chicken chop. Yummy!!! Mmmm... Good food huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home early then usual. Well, before my big boss mad(mother). So just to make her happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you hubby!!! So..so badly seh. Hahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6112833455269459154?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6112833455269459154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6112833455269459154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6112833455269459154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6112833455269459154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-woke-up-early-to-get-prepare.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8771016406874486456</id><published>2009-07-06T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:12:06.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought his parents flight back to Singapore is tomorrow. But he SMS me this afternoon saying it was today at 5:15pm. So i ask my mother's permission to accompany hubby. And ouh yes!! I've got the green light! Hubby was having a headache and ask me to bring along Aspirin for him. I did. He took cab from his work place and pick me up at the bus stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Coffee Bean. I had eaten a bit at home as mother had done with the cooking. She already let me go and i would'nt want to let her down. The caesar salad was superb! The chocolate cake was yummy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we waited for his parents arrival. Happy to see them back, healthy. Accompanied his parents for dinner. They had not eaten since morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SlhAtxt5hXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/87HYgNecZyQ/s1600-h/Photo0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SlhAtxt5hXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/87HYgNecZyQ/s320/Photo0484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357102911941346674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SlhAtper05I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/fzdTze-orSM/s1600-h/Photo0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SlhAtper05I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/fzdTze-orSM/s320/Photo0483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357102909730050962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to your mother for this fabric. Hubby picked the blue one for me. And his mother gave the green one to my sister. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;My mother was very happy with the jewelery box your mother gave and guess what? She used it already the moment i pass it to her. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8771016406874486456?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8771016406874486456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8771016406874486456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8771016406874486456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8771016406874486456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-thought-his-parents-flight-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/SlhAtxt5hXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/87HYgNecZyQ/s72-c/Photo0484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1023698688327774658</id><published>2009-07-06T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:13:01.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meeting hubby yesterday after im done with the cleaning in my room. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby went to get a hair cut first with Farhan accompanying him. It was raining by the time i left home. Im so lazy to use the umbrella. Its so troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;So now im going straight to IMM by taking 2 bus. Because its raining and im still wet with the umbrella. No choice. Restricted myself from taking the cab.&lt;br /&gt;So i took 187 and 188. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He look so hot with that hair cut. Yup. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;I get to eat salmon. Grilled salmon. Yummy!!! Thanks hubby sayang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was shopping from slipper to bag to t-shirt and jeans. Well, hubby did wanted to get something for me but i hesitated due to certain reason. =)&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, im looking forward for my birthday gift. *grin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1023698688327774658?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1023698688327774658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1023698688327774658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1023698688327774658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1023698688327774658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/meeting-hubby-yesterday-after-im-done.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8586135142533378495</id><published>2009-07-04T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:15:40.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, we went to Tekka Market to find my sister's and Kak Yanie's Punjabi's suit. Well, we found it! Yeah. So they'll be wearing their suits on 25th July. Cant wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying their suits we went to Sheng Siong to get some stuffs. Poor hubby paid his groceries and had to wait for my family and i outside. Im so sorry hubby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming along with us. Really appreciated it so much hubby although i know that you were tired from work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8586135142533378495?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8586135142533378495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8586135142533378495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8586135142533378495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8586135142533378495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-we-went-to-tekka-market-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4616805361753962598</id><published>2009-07-04T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:48:33.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant believe that we we rushing to airport yesterday morning to send hubby's parents off to Vietnam. Halfway through hubby SMS e to take cab and we did. We took cab at Aljunied. And yeah, managed to reached on time. I was so relieved. I just cant imagine if we were late. Maybe we will go elsewhere then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying good-bye mother and i went to Jurong East. She wanted to pay some bills. Kusuma, Wan and Nadia went to Expo for Robbinson sale. Well, we will definitely go if my mum didn't have any bills to pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4616805361753962598?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4616805361753962598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4616805361753962598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4616805361753962598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4616805361753962598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-believe-that-we-we-rushing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1482722346991331291</id><published>2009-07-02T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:16:12.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up early yesterday with full schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Im early today, had shower and had to send brother to work before 8am. I still have about 3 hours to go before picking up hubby's parents. So i did have a rest and had a short nap. Went out at 11am to pick hubby's parents then pick him up at work before heading to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching, we have to wait about an hour more before the surgery. The surgery took about half an hour and then have a rest while waiting for her name to be called up to collect her medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Hajah Maimunnah. Wow. My tummy felt so full. No more space for dessert. Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks hubby for everything. Thanks to your parents too for all the fruits. My mother already started with the Durians. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon to your mother hubby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1482722346991331291?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1482722346991331291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1482722346991331291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1482722346991331291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1482722346991331291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/07/woke-up-early-yesterday-with-full.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1432128446704139568</id><published>2009-06-29T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:36:36.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is a lovely guy rather exquisite. The luscious lips with the beatific smile never fails to captivate me.&lt;br /&gt;A charming gentleman who is way too friendly. Too naive to get suspicious on others. Artlessly simple. A little ego at times but still managable. &lt;br /&gt;Audacious. &lt;br /&gt;Humorist, love teasing me to the maximum level of eruption. He is my hubby and i really love him to the core.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1432128446704139568?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1432128446704139568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1432128446704139568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1432128446704139568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1432128446704139568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-is-lovely-guy-rather-exquisite.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8636530870967035494</id><published>2009-06-29T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:12:35.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just dont like the sight of it. &lt;br /&gt;I truely dont understand why, why must get a birthday gift for this person?&lt;br /&gt;Why must treat this person so special?&lt;br /&gt;Im really mad at this person who got such a think, gelatinous, pudgy skin of yours that got the fat, monstrous cheeks to ask for that f*cking sit. Making it sound so easy as A-B-C taking money from the bank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even bank loans need to be paid + interest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im mad!&lt;br /&gt;Im infuriated!&lt;br /&gt;Strictly NO SHARING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8636530870967035494?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8636530870967035494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8636530870967035494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8636530870967035494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8636530870967035494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-dont-like-sight-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-5446799350156590530</id><published>2009-06-26T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:27:07.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im not finding fault with you. Im just asking. I didnt even shout. I only ask sadly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-5446799350156590530?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5446799350156590530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=5446799350156590530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5446799350156590530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/5446799350156590530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-not-finding-fault-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2305873328709520340</id><published>2009-06-25T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:45:53.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://universalscraps.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r.universalscraps.com/shay773/en/happy.anniversary/anniversary_014.gif" border="0" alt="UniversalScraps.com - Happy Anniversary"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#d0ebfb;width:70%"&gt;&lt;a href="http://universalscraps.com" target="_blank"&gt;UniversalScraps.com&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.universalscraps.com/comments.php?f=happy.anniversary" target="_blank"&gt;More Happy Anniversary Scraps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2305873328709520340?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2305873328709520340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2305873328709520340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2305873328709520340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2305873328709520340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/universalscraps.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3785893233293996457</id><published>2009-06-23T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:56:24.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't believe it that i cant get my big bum off the bed this morning for a jog. Mad at my sister because she don't want to wake up either. The most irritating part was that she woke up around 11 am went to shower and get herself dressed and left the house. Everything for her boyfriend. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its two more days to 3 years. Wow... cant wait any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i had found the song that I've been searching for. It was played yesterday in the food court at Marina Square while we were chatting. Love it! &lt;br /&gt;Because I love you by Shakin Steven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3785893233293996457?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3785893233293996457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3785893233293996457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3785893233293996457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3785893233293996457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-couldnt-believe-it-that-i-cant-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-786176320486409704</id><published>2009-06-22T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:43:47.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to TKC this morning with mother and sis. Collected my sown outfit and then went to lunch. Meeting Hubby, Kak Emi and Nadia at City Hall to collect the NDP tickets. The funny thing was that my head went blank when it was time for questionnaires. Two questions were ask in a piece of paper given. Hhhhmmm...does that mean that I'm not a truly Singaporean? I'm sorry. Its not on purpose. &lt;br /&gt;We went Marina Square after collecting our tickets. Accompanied hubby and his sisters eating. Well, we chit chat for hours talking about basically family, relationships and feelings. Mother almost shed a tear while sharing stories with us- feeling a little emotional. I could feel how she felt but obviously not 100% precise.&lt;br /&gt;Chill okay mother... =)&lt;br /&gt;We left around 6pm, walking around window shopping for a while before heading home. I was actually scanning on dresses and tops. Hhhmmm... I wish to get one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is now sound asleep. Must be tired, definitely. I'll better get my bum on my bed and get my beauty sleep. Aim - to wake up in the morning and jog. Jog. Jog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-786176320486409704?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/786176320486409704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=786176320486409704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/786176320486409704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/786176320486409704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-to-tkc-this-morning-with-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6134235560617797064</id><published>2009-06-19T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:15:13.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went Clementi yesterday to look for Phoon Huat. The one in Jurong East no longer there. We ended up eating in ShinTokyo/Ramen Ten. Not bad. Not knowing what else to do we headed into the arcade. It all happened pretty much at random. We also went to Party World KTV. Three hours singing our lungs out. Really enjoyed it. Triple fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sjs4fsCgkPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qgnzJjMCW6I/s1600-h/Photo0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sjs4fsCgkPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qgnzJjMCW6I/s320/Photo0459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348931099481379058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sjs4fUI7XZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZY3PdeuSxbg/s1600-h/Photo0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sjs4fUI7XZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZY3PdeuSxbg/s320/Photo0458.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348931093065850258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sjs4fAF616I/AAAAAAAAAQc/X6t78_jVeyw/s1600-h/Photo0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sjs4fAF616I/AAAAAAAAAQc/X6t78_jVeyw/s320/Photo0457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348931087684523938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure hubby wouldn't want this pictures to be in facebook. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want to get his photo taken but he don't want to take any of my pictures. *Boohoo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6134235560617797064?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6134235560617797064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6134235560617797064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6134235560617797064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6134235560617797064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-clementi-yesterday-to-look-for.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/Sjs4fsCgkPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qgnzJjMCW6I/s72-c/Photo0459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6075749303085940224</id><published>2009-06-18T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:29:26.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDUyNjMyOTY5NTMmcHQ9MTI*NTI2MzMxMzcwMyZwPTEzNTgyMSZkPSZnPTEmdD*mbz1iZDIwNGQwOWU5NDA*ODU*OTQ2YzgzYTU1YjQwODc*ZQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="font:bold 11px verdana;width:420px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slack-time.com/music-videos/artists/Beyonce-Knowles.shtml"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.slack-time.com/music-video-6431-Beyonce-Knowles-Ego-Remix" target="_blank"&gt;Ego [Remix] ft Kanye West&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="320" id="uvp_fop" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v217242563&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;embed height="320" width="420" id="uvp_fop" allowFullScreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v217242563&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a big ego, (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;I’m such a big ego, (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;I got a big, (hahaha), Ego,&lt;br /&gt;She love my big, (hahaha), Ego,&lt;br /&gt;So stroke my big, (hahaha), Ego,&lt;br /&gt;I like to joke around a little bit but here we go,&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the wonderful world,&lt;br /&gt;Of go play the earl coz,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I throw up, blow up,&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the girl,&lt;br /&gt;She said, know what, grow up,&lt;br /&gt;You nasty,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand why they trippin’,&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me,&lt;br /&gt;Flow is just as nice as,&lt;br /&gt;I admit the propane,&lt;br /&gt;I just spit, probably,&lt;br /&gt;Just raise the gas prices,&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in the club,&lt;br /&gt;Try and get as fresh as me,&lt;br /&gt;What you want dog,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stay recession free,&lt;br /&gt;And spit, refreshly,&lt;br /&gt;When I rock the stadium,&lt;br /&gt;You probably get sweaty,&lt;br /&gt;You should bring a extra tee,&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m standing next to Jay,&lt;br /&gt;Who standing next to B,&lt;br /&gt;You coulda been anywhere in the world,&lt;br /&gt;But you’re here with me,&lt;br /&gt;That’s good for ego,&lt;br /&gt;Me and my ego,&lt;br /&gt;And it go wherever we go,&lt;br /&gt;My ego is my imaginary friend,&lt;br /&gt;He was with me when I was only imagining,&lt;br /&gt;I had dreams of the league,&lt;br /&gt;On day I play Coby,&lt;br /&gt;I walk up the puff and he already know me,&lt;br /&gt;Coulda let the dream killers, kill my self esteem,&lt;br /&gt;Or use the arrogance as a steam that power my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;And my ego,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s on baby, let’s get lost,&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need to call into work ’cause you’re the boss,&lt;br /&gt;For real, want you to show me how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself lucky, that’s a big deal,&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well, you got the key to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;But you ain’t gonna need it, I’d rather you open up my body,&lt;br /&gt;And show me secrets, you didn’t know was inside,&lt;br /&gt;No need for me to lie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s too big, it’s too wide,&lt;br /&gt;It’s too strong, it won’t fit,&lt;br /&gt;It’s too much, it’s too tough,&lt;br /&gt;He talk like this ’cause he can back it up,&lt;br /&gt;He got a big ego, such a huge ego,&lt;br /&gt;I love his big ego, it’s too much,&lt;br /&gt;He walk like this ’cause he can back it up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I’m humble, right now I don’t choose,&lt;br /&gt;You can leave with me or you could have the blues,&lt;br /&gt;Some call it arrogant, I call it confident,&lt;br /&gt;You decide when you find on what I’m working with,&lt;br /&gt;Damn I know I’m killing you with them legs,&lt;br /&gt;Better yet them thighs,&lt;br /&gt;Matter a fact it’s my smile or maybe my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Boy you a site to see, kind of something like me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s too big, it’s too wide,&lt;br /&gt;It’s too strong, it won’t fit,&lt;br /&gt;It’s too much, it’s too tough,&lt;br /&gt;I talk like this ’cause I can back it up,&lt;br /&gt;I got a big ego, such a huge ego,&lt;br /&gt;But he love my big ego, it’s too much,&lt;br /&gt;I walk like this ’cause I can back it up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s too big, it’s too wide,&lt;br /&gt;It’s too strong, it won’t fit,&lt;br /&gt;It’s too much, it’s too tough,&lt;br /&gt;He talk like this ’cause he can back it up,&lt;br /&gt;He got a big ego, such a huge ego,&lt;br /&gt;I love his big ego, it’s too much,&lt;br /&gt;He walk like this ’cause he can back it up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego so big, you must admit,&lt;br /&gt;I got every reason to feel like I’m that bitch,&lt;br /&gt;Ego so strong, if you ain’t know,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need no beat, I can sing it with piano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6075749303085940224?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6075749303085940224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6075749303085940224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6075749303085940224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6075749303085940224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4315002516192175966</id><published>2009-06-17T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:31:59.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything seems okay</title><content type='html'>Straight from my heart- To forgive everything you did is like running in my blood. I cant let tussle left tangled. Whenever I'm mad, I'll cry my heart out doesn't matter if I'm drained out of tears. Doesn't matter how bloated this pair of eyes could get. After all those ordeals, I'll be totally okay. Its a way to let everything out. Though your ego is killing me deep down inside, its okay. I'll find a way to deal with it. Ego doesnt mean bad thing after all. I'll take the positive side of it. Always look on the bright side. &lt;br /&gt;Love - Because i love you so much. When love is there, forgiveness is there too. I believe in it. But that doenst mean im weak. That doesnt mean i will forget.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the next song out. Beyonce- Ego(Remix) feat Kanye West &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: I love you hubby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4315002516192175966?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4315002516192175966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4315002516192175966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4315002516192175966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4315002516192175966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/everything-seems-okay.html' title='Everything seems okay'/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2472733090129947438</id><published>2009-06-14T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:43:20.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey See Monkey Do</title><content type='html'>Brother and i went for a swim in the morning. Too many small kids learning how to swim and there wasn't enough space for us to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i get to drive the car. So the plan was to head east. Brother and Kak Yanie will be going Hougang. He's accompanying his fiance to her friend's solemnization. I went to pick hubby up at his work place while waiting for both of them to get dress. I thought he'll drive there and then pass the car to me but instead, he wanted me to drive there. I can drive but i just don't know the way. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Downtown East to watch movie. Unintended. The theatre is small but the seat is comfortable. This is the best part of my story. After the movie ends, i was actually waiting for people to get up and exit. Because it was our first time catching a movie there. But everybody was like taking their own sweet time. So hubby and i went out first. Instead of going to the right we turn left. And....it leads to dead end. The funniest thing was that almost half of the people in the cinema were actually following our back to find the way out. We only realised it when we were U-turning. Hubby and i were laughing our way out. If you were there to witness this, you will definitely be laughing out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh...yesterday, i caught a prawn. Finally! It was spectacular. Will be going there again with father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is sleeping now. He's been working from 130am till noon. Let him have a good rest to revive energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2472733090129947438?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2472733090129947438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2472733090129947438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2472733090129947438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2472733090129947438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/monkey-see-monkey-do.html' title='Monkey See Monkey Do'/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4598615485574086867</id><published>2009-06-11T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:15:18.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so auspiciously happy when hubby ask me out yesterday. Then, I received a last minute plan after that from Liyz girl. She was asking a favour to accompany her at the salon near my place at about 130pm after her school. Lucky she called earlier so i can plan my time ahead. Meeting Hubby at at around 3 to 4pm so the timing was so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Liyz done with her hair, it was 3pm and so we took the MRT to Boon Lay. As soon as we reach Jurong Point, i SMS hubby to get updated with his where about. But he was still in the office. So Liyz and i walk around chatting all the way until he get there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyz still look the same... With smile that never fades away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyz left when hubby was there. Both hubby and i had our lunch then went to look at a few hand phones before heading to hubby's house. Before that we bought food for his parents. Hubby doesn't want his mother to cook yesterday because no one was at home.&lt;br /&gt;*Hubby, despite what happened, I'm fine..enduring it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i had my dental appointment. Cool. Now, i only have to wear my retainer every night. *wink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4598615485574086867?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4598615485574086867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4598615485574086867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4598615485574086867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4598615485574086867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-so-auspiciously-happy-when-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-3784699291264731699</id><published>2009-06-09T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:52:20.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just feeling like punching someone. This headache is really killing me. If only i could take the pain off....I'll take it off and flush it down in the toilet. Furthermore, the jokes went out of path and i got irritated and annoyed for some reason. And everything goes wrong. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;What the hell. =( I dont want to say anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-3784699291264731699?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3784699291264731699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=3784699291264731699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3784699291264731699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/3784699291264731699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-feeling-like-punching-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6540639025733931625</id><published>2009-06-08T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:19:52.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling a little exhausted. Just return home from swimming and i think i hurt a muscle. When was the last time i went swimming? Gee, early this year i guess. But i felt good because i managed to go swimming today. I hope I'm able to wake up early tomorrow and go swimming again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome. Well, Kak Yanie planned for a family gathering for us. Honestly, i wasn't sure where they'll be taking us. No idea of their actual plannings. So i woke up morning to make breakfast before heading to the shower. My mother had a tough time deciding on whether to go or not. Just because my brother was joking to her about taking her for a roller coaster ride(cute!). At first, she decided not to go with a reason that she does not want to leave the maid at home alone(its because something fishy going on lately..). It was raining cats an dogs when we were about to leave the house. While waiting for the rain to abate my brother and i tried to console my mother again. She still refuse. Ended up, at the very last minute, mother agreed to come along with one condition that is to bring along my maid. Sorry hubby for taking such along time to pick you up- had told you all the reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother thought of cycling at Pasir Ris Park but it started drizzling and so we went to our next destination. At Pasir Ris Town Park hubby caught 2 prawns and my brother got 1. And i? Im still trying hard. Kak Yanie didnt caught one either. Im not satisfied and will come again to get you, prawn! &lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Han River. The food was just ok for me. Nothing special. Hhhmmm... But i had the most wonderful time yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6540639025733931625?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6540639025733931625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6540639025733931625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6540639025733931625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6540639025733931625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-little-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-6881561908123228719</id><published>2009-06-06T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:26:10.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for coming to my house yesterday hubby. Hope u enjoyed the food that i had cooked for you. If it taste awful, please tell me. So i can cook better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i was talking about combining my facebook with hubby but I'm not sure whether hubby really don't mind about the whole idea. I thought it would be cool to share one. Definitely i will be waiting for your green light to move in hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my right hand is numb and biting since yesterday. Not that excruciating but it is still painful. I cant help mother that much with the carrying of plastics of things she bought in the market. Only carry with my left hand. Sorry mother. And now, after blogging, i just feel like lying down in the living room under the fan and listening to my mp3. Today is still hot and humid. I wonder when will it be raining again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-6881561908123228719?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6881561908123228719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=6881561908123228719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6881561908123228719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/6881561908123228719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-for-coming-to-my-house-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8489366589067605295</id><published>2009-06-05T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:22:04.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cant wait for hubby to come to my place after work today. I am doing the cooking today specially for my dearest sugar. Done with frying my Bee Hoon and left with the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be meeting hubby later at West Mall to do some groceries. Im totally excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8489366589067605295?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8489366589067605295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8489366589067605295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8489366589067605295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8489366589067605295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/cant-wait-for-hubby-to-come-to-my-place.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-8540762229682474971</id><published>2009-06-02T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:57:34.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hubby... thanks for coming along with my family to my uncle's house last Sunday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i woke up early in the morning to get myself ready to go out with mum. Actual plan was to go to the bank and after that to Payar Lebar and lastly to Bugis. We didn't go to the bank but instead to Payar Lebar straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother and i went to Arab street to look for fabric. We happened to stop at this one particular shop and saw this net fabric with shimmer and fell in love with it. But it happened to be a little expensive. The one at the other side selling for $4 per meter but he sell it for $6. If only the other side carries maroon netting, for sure I'll buy. Further more this uncle wasn't friendly at all. We ask for a cheaper price and he only gave us 50 cents less. Mother wasn't happy and she bargain more. Ended up we only managed to get it at $5. Oh well, never mind. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was scotching hot. Perspiring and thirsty. Mother and and i tried to get back home as soon as possible. We didnt want to clash with working people trying to board the train home. We managed to reach home by 4pm feeling happy because we get to bought the things we were looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-8540762229682474971?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8540762229682474971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=8540762229682474971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8540762229682474971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/8540762229682474971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4306175509228054762</id><published>2009-05-28T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:47:54.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep on starring at your pic. Those juicy lips and those sexy eyes were killing me. =)&lt;br /&gt;Went to hubby's house to take his pink card for passport collection and also his Standard Charted form. I waited for his green light from him so that i can wait from him at the side road. He took quiet sometime to settle his work. So Kak Emi and i decided to go to the nearest Mac Donald to grab a drink and some food. Yeah, I'm starving. Didn't take my breakfast in the morning because i woke up late. Heheheh. Kak Emi bought nuggets and double cheese burger for hubby. As soon as we are about to eat, hubby called and told us to wait outside. Great! Right timing. So three of us eat in the cab. =)&lt;br /&gt;Drop Kak Emi first at Lucky Plaza before heading to ICA building. We thought of eating at Beach Road but the time does not allow us to. So we went to Aljunied to meet hubby's friend and collect his stuff. After settling everything, we took a bus to Little India. Finally, eating time! We ate Charpatti. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus that we took on our way home was packed. Full of people and there was this Indian man sneezing a few time covering his mouth with the shirt his wearing. And he was like standing next to me. There was once he sneeze and didn't managed to cover his mouth on time. Eeewwww! I just cant take it. Furthermore his air condition was full blast (if you get what i mean). Felt like fainting any moment. So hubby and i decided to alight and took a cab home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4306175509228054762?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4306175509228054762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4306175509228054762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4306175509228054762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4306175509228054762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/05/keep-on-starring-at-your-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-4024121306330154511</id><published>2009-05-25T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:55:57.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2 YEARS &amp; 11 MONTHS HUBBY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flexy8.com/categories/specialoccasions/monthsary/?page=1" title="Flexy8.com - Monthsary Graphic Comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.flexy8.com/categories/specialoccasions/monthsary/images/engagement-05.gif" width="472" height="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flexy8.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Flexy8.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what exactly i always wish for. Happiness together and more happiness. And hope we manage to stay strong againts all odds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-4024121306330154511?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4024121306330154511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=4024121306330154511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4024121306330154511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/4024121306330154511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-2-years-11-months-hubby.html' title='HAPPY 2 YEARS &amp; 11 MONTHS HUBBY!!!'/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1510867268007677554</id><published>2009-05-22T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:05:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/ShbS_Uhh8OI/AAAAAAAAAQU/w4ThvYtv8Z8/s1600-h/Photo0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/ShbS_Uhh8OI/AAAAAAAAAQU/w4ThvYtv8Z8/s320/Photo0429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338686393577238754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrey!!! I bought 5 Liverpool tickets today! Hubby, Nadia(his sister), Farhan(his cousin), Faisal(my cousin) and Fizah(that's myself! Hahahah) will be going to watch Liverpool in Singapore National Stadium on 26th July 2009. Happiest week i have to say. =)&lt;br /&gt;I just cant describe how happy i am. Im super excited and really looking forward. Hubby will be going Kuala Lumpur on the 17 July to watch Manchester United there along with his cousins and nadia's boyfriend. Well, im going to miss you so bad though.. *grin&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hubby's partner is on leave today till Monday. So, he'll be busy and will be coming home a little late then usual. Hubby, you better have enough rest if not youl'll fall sick. I dont want that to happen and that's the reason why i let you sleep early. Love you lots hubby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1510867268007677554?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1510867268007677554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1510867268007677554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1510867268007677554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1510867268007677554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hurrey-i-bought-5-liverpool-tickets.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/ShbS_Uhh8OI/AAAAAAAAAQU/w4ThvYtv8Z8/s72-c/Photo0429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-2259672148241989590</id><published>2009-05-21T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:02:36.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Angels and Demons was a splendid movie. Love it! Awesome to the max. And we still talk about it on our way back home. Hahahah. Hubby, you're right about the general knowledge that we supposed to have. I'm lacking of it. Well, actually i realised this long time ago and wanted to upgrade myself more. I don't do much reading and i admit I'm jealous of you and your sister, full of this knowledge. Sometimes i just feels like banging my head hard on the wall(will it work?). Kidding! =) I'll try to do more readings ok hubby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie we went back to my place. Thanks hubby. I enjoyed yesterday though i didnt get your ice cream treat for being late. Nahh...it doesnt matter actually. *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh by the way, such a disappointment that Kris Allen won for this year's American Idol. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-2259672148241989590?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2259672148241989590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=2259672148241989590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2259672148241989590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/2259672148241989590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-and-demons-was-splendid-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-1739129680016744515</id><published>2009-05-19T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:16:03.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/ShOD7eilffI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jbGm7v2BuE4/s1600-h/candy-cane-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/ShOD7eilffI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jbGm7v2BuE4/s320/candy-cane-heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337755041197817330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant get enough of my candy.&lt;br /&gt;Body starts to shiver, cold sweat gliding down my curves.&lt;br /&gt;Ambiguous images keep appearing in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant get enough of my candy.&lt;br /&gt;Excruciating pain makes me weak,&lt;br /&gt;Pale around the gills.&lt;br /&gt;Head spinning wild makes me feel squeamish without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sugary sweet taste melts in your mouth runs through the blood stream makes you feel so high. As high as a kite. &lt;br /&gt;Problems tend to fade away.&lt;br /&gt;You are my candy and i cant get enough of the sweetness in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-1739129680016744515?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1739129680016744515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=1739129680016744515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1739129680016744515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/1739129680016744515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-get-enough-of-my-candy.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aguNi-biZDU/ShOD7eilffI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jbGm7v2BuE4/s72-c/candy-cane-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10357868.post-7702337227609845575</id><published>2009-05-19T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:51:58.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to Dila for the songs! Love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special today. Chatting with Nana my cousin from Kuala Lumpur talking to her about the tickets that her brother supposed to buy for hubby and others. Amirul will buy them at KLCC as he is working there. I'm crossing my fingers and really hope that he manage to get them this Friday. If not....(I'm not sure what will happen to me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is busy today at work and i don't want to disturb him. I can hear from the sound of his voice when i called him earlier on today. After blogging, I'm definitely going to bathe. Get myself freshen up from the humid weather. Dang! My body feels sticky. Yucks! Very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;And after that, i'll wait for hubby's call when he gets back from work. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10357868-7702337227609845575?l=pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7702337227609845575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10357868&amp;postID=7702337227609845575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7702337227609845575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10357868/posts/default/7702337227609845575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasecheckmy.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-to-dila-for-songs-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>nasty-lamer</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/_aguNi-biZDU/SQlJcvnmFFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/t6YTkMFuDB4/S220/Photo0357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
