<?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-7096177410534393821</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:04:29.614-07:00</updated><category term='Love baby and family lots'/><category term='LIFE SUX'/><category term='Can you consider me as the happiest gal on earth??'/><category term='Moody day'/><category term='Lurves~'/><category term='Miserable'/><category term='Tired-ness..'/><category term='Missing him..'/><category term='I&apos;m sorry'/><category term='All about you.'/><category term='day 1 without him'/><category term='Merry Christmas Everyone'/><category term='I am a HAPPY GAL'/><category term='Experience to PROM'/><category term='Vanish'/><category term='Lovely Night'/><category term='MOVED'/><category term='Nothing can make us apart'/><category term='Love him lots'/><category term='Outing with L'/><category term='Poor L'/><category term='=D'/><category term='missing some1 is terrible'/><category term='=('/><category term='Random =D'/><category term='I miss him most'/><category term='As long as i have my baby with me'/><title type='text'>Mandy♡</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-5303276706016881708</id><published>2009-02-26T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:58:47.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOVED'/><title type='text'>NEW BLOG!!!</title><content type='html'>MOVED TO &lt;a href="http://www.mandysqueals.blogspot.com"&gt;WWW.MANDYSQUEALS.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt; !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-5303276706016881708?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5303276706016881708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=5303276706016881708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5303276706016881708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5303276706016881708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blog.html' title='NEW BLOG!!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-3207846318820418339</id><published>2009-02-03T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T03:14:02.830-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing some1 is terrible'/><title type='text'>I miss home!!</title><content type='html'>I miss home. I really do. I have a fren in my school name Foong. She is away from home too. And she miss her family and friends as much as i do miss mine. She told me a lot about her boyfriend and her family. She told me that she regret that she came here. It's not because the studying is tough. It's because it's really tough living alone in a foreign country with a group of foreign people. Everyday, i told myself, i can make it through. I can. I can. But it's just not so simple as said. It feels really terrible waking up every morning at the wrong side of the bed. And knowing that you gotta face a group of people you dont know. The moment i step into the school, i will be looking at the time. Wishing that the time flies. And i can end school quickly. Waiting for the next day to come. It feels silly and miserable in the same time. And the worst thing in life is not getting to meet the people you cared most and you loved most. I used to spend plenty of time talking to baby. Hanging out wit baby. Studying with baby. But here, it's all different. I dont get to see him that often. I dont get to touch him like i used to. I really miss him and home. Besides, the time difference in here and M'sia is cutting down our talking time. I miss home. @@ And i miss money zai. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-3207846318820418339?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3207846318820418339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=3207846318820418339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3207846318820418339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3207846318820418339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-home.html' title='I miss home!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-4284085158343795811</id><published>2009-02-02T01:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:25:03.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-4284085158343795811?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4284085158343795811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-847888842313488676</id><published>2009-01-31T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:36:19.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love baby and family lots'/><title type='text'>The First Happy Day IN Aussie!!!</title><content type='html'>I guess yesterday was the happiest day I had in Australia. &lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I woke my big fat baby up.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i didn't intend to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to look at his big fat piggy face.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, HE WOKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile of chatting, he said he was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;And so he went down for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;But popo didn't cook.&lt;br /&gt;So he ordered McD.&lt;br /&gt;And he wanted to wait for McD downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;So he brought his laptop down.&lt;br /&gt;I skype with him, talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popo kept asking him about me.&lt;br /&gt;So he thought maybe it's better that he let popo talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;I chat with popo awhile.&lt;br /&gt;She ask a lot about me.&lt;br /&gt;The wheather in Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;Do i get to sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;Who am i living with.&lt;br /&gt;And many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done talking wit popo.&lt;br /&gt;Baby say he want to go for a game. &lt;br /&gt;Dota again. ==&lt;br /&gt;Around 3 smth.&lt;br /&gt;His mom came down.&lt;br /&gt;And she came to talk to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She webcam me. @@&lt;br /&gt;I look so fugly. &lt;br /&gt;Gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay nar.&lt;br /&gt;Mami ask a lot about me.&lt;br /&gt;And she said that i sound like i wana cry.&lt;br /&gt;But i wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Until she ask if i would like to go back to M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;I told her i want to.&lt;br /&gt;But i can't.&lt;br /&gt;I felt a tingle in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't want her to be worried.&lt;br /&gt;So i held my tears up. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We webcam for almost 6 hours. &lt;br /&gt;When we first webcam, I was in the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;From dining table to living room. &lt;br /&gt;From living room to my room. &lt;br /&gt;And finally baby wanted to go up for a bath. &lt;br /&gt;So we ended the call with mami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I was happy that your family care about me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Now that your mami is helping me to 'gap g' you.&lt;br /&gt;I am more release.&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;You dont tink u can try flirting with other gals now.&lt;br /&gt;Mami will make you bald. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Mami said that she will make sure she scares off all the 'lalat' chasing over you.&lt;br /&gt;No ppl gonna fight my bi with me.&lt;br /&gt;My BI BELONGS TO ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAH.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i told your mami about you coming to Aussie to study with me after 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Mami said that she is worried that no1 will look after you here.&lt;br /&gt;But I might be getting a house and a car here. &lt;br /&gt;You can always live with me.&lt;br /&gt;And is Mun wants to study with me too.&lt;br /&gt;We all can live together.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can really think about it before giving excuses to any1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish, your mami will bring you to Sydney in June. &lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Mami ask you to save more savings first, then she will allow you to visit me.&lt;br /&gt;So work hard ya baby.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Study hard too.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you want to come to Aussie or not, &lt;br /&gt;you still have to study well&lt;br /&gt;And score good grades.&lt;br /&gt;If not, you hardly can get a good U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, jia you!!&lt;br /&gt;And sorry baby that i 'fat your pi qi'&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to.&lt;br /&gt;But i want you to sleep early is for your own good nar.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont wish to blog,&lt;br /&gt;I TRY MY BEST to not FORCE you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Baby &amp; Family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-847888842313488676?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/847888842313488676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=847888842313488676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/847888842313488676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/847888842313488676'/><link 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This morning I was really moody. But no matter what, I have to go to school. It sucks. There were 7 new students including me.  2 was international students. And the rest is local students. I wanted to make some friends to heal the damage in me. So i started talking to this international gal. She is from Vietnam, in year 11 like me. Her name is Phuong. Pronounce as Fong. We waited at the office for almost 2 hours. And wasted our time looking for head subjects to sign our paper for another 2 hours. We have to get our paper signed so that we know which teacher will be teaching us. And got our timetable printed in order to find our classes for every subject. Australia school is different from Malaysian's school. You have to carry your bag all around the world to look for your class. I started studying at 12 something. It's weird studying in a class with a bunch of strangers. Haihz. I had my lunch with the vietnam gal. And we talk a lot. She's actually going through the same thing with me, but worst. She is living with her brother, aunt and uncle here at Australia. And she misses her friends back at Vietnam. She told me this is going to be really tough. Because she hardly can speak in english. She even cant understand what I am trying to say. I do pity her too. She told me she came here because she wanted a better future. And she had to work hard no matter what. I'm impressed. So, i guess the rest of my lunch here at Aussie will be eating with her. She's a nice friend thou. Anyway, i did knew a few other friends too. One of them is Natasha. I knew her because my mom knows her mom. @@ She's friendly. And hyper. @@ That's it for school stuff. Today baby went out. But i wasnt really happy about it. Because YOU DIDN'T EVEN GO OUT WITH MY FAMILY BEFORE LO!!!! I was quite angry. But nevermind la. I told him how i feel. And he kinda understand how i am feeling. So i am sure he wont upset me anymore with it. Waiting for him to come home. I miss him so much. Haven really talk to him today. Baby, i love you. Waiting for you to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-2815594423379842270?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2815594423379842270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=2815594423379842270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/2815594423379842270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/2815594423379842270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-1970768234995092800</id><published>2009-01-29T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:13:24.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable</title><content type='html'>Every day, at night, I just miss you extra much. I forced myself not to cry. To stay strong. I told myself not to be sad and face the fact that no matter how much i cry, how sad i am, things will never change. But i never knew why, the tears just slide down my face every night. Today is my chinese birthday. And it makes me think of you again. How good if I am at Malaysia. Because i know that we will have plenty of good times together. I really miss you. Tears just wont let me go. They just keep on coming to me. And haunt me. I dont know how long will this haunt me. But i know i had enough of it already. Almost everyday since i reach here, i want to cry, i want to give up. No matter how hopeful was the day, till evening, i will be dead sad. All i can do now is to pray to god. Asking god for help. To seek for his help to get through the tough time. Stop all my tears, give me the strength to go through this. I love you god. I love you always baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be attending school tomorrow and i am not really excited about it. &lt;br /&gt;Wishing everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;iloveyoulesliechan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-1970768234995092800?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1970768234995092800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=1970768234995092800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1970768234995092800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1970768234995092800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/miserable.html' title='Miserable'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-5430458093672728179</id><published>2009-01-28T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:12:58.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Better...</title><content type='html'>Feeling much better right now after having a long theory chat with Mun. We chat about many stuff. And beneath, there's something about baby. There's something i just want you to know. So will be posting our me and her conversation. I have confidence in you baby. And i hope u really could do it too. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:31:35 PM)i am thinkin about our relation&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:31:47 PM)i somehow dun blif tat me and him cannot last&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:31:49 PM)i mean&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+ [ says: (9:31:58 PM)look at ze yen and jia jun&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:32:02 PM)yea&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+ [ says: (9:32:12 PM)after years and years&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+ [ says: (9:32:22 PM)they're still together&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:32:22 PM)most ppl doesn;'t last when it coems to long distance relationship&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:32:32 PM)but amazingly&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:32:36 PM)they suceeded&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:32:39 PM)most probably because they don believe that ldr will work&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:32:45 PM)they don believe each other&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:32:49 PM)ya true also&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:32:56 PM)and i was thiking  &lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:33:00 PM)nth can change us&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:33:04 PM)unless he change&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:33:05 PM)=(&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:33:12 PM)to continue a relationship needs a lot of sacrifice, communications&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:33:17 PM)yes&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:33:20 PM)understanding for each other&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:33:20 PM)damn lot&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:34:24 PM)erm&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:34:29 PM)i wan a smarter guy&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:34:34 PM)for wut?&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:34:35 PM)like i wan a guy&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:34:39 PM)who likes to study&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:34:41 PM)not likes la&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:34:45 PM)i mean at least good in study lar&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:35:00 PM)and like with a better attitude&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:35:36 PM)ur school got nerdy boys who wear few inch thick de specs and button all up wit many books all the time??&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:35:39 PM)if u do so&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:35:46 PM)please keep his number&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:35:56 PM)u might want to marry him in future&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:36:04 PM)HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:36:05 PM)CHOI&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:36:05 PM)Hhahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:36:08 PM)not thatr type lar!&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:36:10 PM)hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:37:38 PM)haihz&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:37:47 PM)i love leslie&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:37:52 PM)i mean he is not very smart&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:37:59 PM)but he is willing to work hard&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:38:04 PM)yup&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:38:08 PM)mayb sometimes he damn lazy la&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:38:21 PM)but still he is mature enuf to know tat his future is important&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:38:32 PM)he knnow he cant be a doctor or profesional&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:38:39 PM)love means different things to different ppl. so i cant say that 'oh leslie is a very bad guy for u' or somehting liek this&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:38:42 PM)that's why&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:38:42 PM)but he choose the best from k classes'&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:40:34 PM)it takes two hands to clap and if one person willing to make all the sacrifices to keep a relationship keep going, its not enough&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:40:35 PM)ahaha&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:41:09 PM)yes&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:41:12 PM)it's true&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:41:20 PM)one hand doesnt claps&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+ says: (9:41:25 PM)reli&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:41:31 PM)if leslie dun work on with me&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:41:38 PM)i dun tink we can last this long&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:41:42 PM)THERE WILL BE NO POINT&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:41:44 PM)JAAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:42:01 PM)for at least i know we both are working hard for one same target&lt;br /&gt;Carmen says: (9:42:09 PM)oh yea&lt;br /&gt;♡тзиq+  says: (9:42:26 PM)to hold on to this love tat we cherished and to work for the future tat we're gonna face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovehimlots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-5430458093672728179?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5430458093672728179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=5430458093672728179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5430458093672728179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5430458093672728179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/much-better.html' title='Much Better...'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-7498658960778984040</id><published>2009-01-28T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:30:32.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE SUX'/><title type='text'>I DONT WANT TO STAY HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>God, please help me out here. I honestly love staying alone. I am so used to sleep alone at night, stay at home alone, watch tv alone, playing comp alone. No1 ever fight using the comp with me. I thought i would love living in a family with many people. But i was wrong. I am happy to have my sis (who doesn't stay with me, doesn't fight using the comp). And for at least, i can visit her when i wished too. Besides, I have my baby and my bestfren with me is more than enough. I really don't want to stay here. I want to go back to Malaysia. I miss Malaysia so much. God, please! I want back my own home. I want back my own life. This is not my life. This isn't my life. I dont want to live in tears every night. I dont want to!! Baby, i miss you so much. I want to go home. Can you please bring me home?? I dont want to stay here!!! When my mom leaves, everything will be worst. I dont want to stay here. Oh god!!!!! I miss home so much. I AM HAVING HOME SICK!!! Life here sucks!!! IT SUCKS!!! I HATE EVERYTHING HERE. I HATE EVERY SINGLE PERSON HERE!! PLEASE!! BRING ME HOME!!!! BRING ME HOME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-7498658960778984040?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7498658960778984040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=7498658960778984040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7498658960778984040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7498658960778984040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-want-to-stay-here.html' title='I DONT WANT TO STAY HERE!!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-2753009080907245913</id><published>2009-01-27T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T03:35:27.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Day in Sydney!</title><content type='html'>Today extra moody. Wasnt really in the mood. I am have a bitter face today. Today afternoon went for lunch at a Shanghai restaurant. And honestly, if ever this type of restaurant happens to be in Malaysia, I dont think any1 would walk in. The design and the chairs and table is really impropriate. Compared to Malaysia's Shanghai restaurant and Aussie's I guess the rating is 10:2. People here is vert casual and 'cin cai'. Even the way the dress. You hardly can spot some1 with makeups and nice dressings. I guess people here just open their closets, grab a clothe, put on and out they go. No pretty shoes here. Most people wear slippers. And that's it. Even for the bakery. If it happens to be at Malaysia, within one month, it will closed down. Malaysia's roadside are planted with beautiful flowers and fresh grass. As for here, they dont plant anything, the grass growing so so long. And are all dried up. People here is living a simple life. But i am used to being a Malaysian. Where i do make ups whenever i goes out. I dressed properly and decently. Going in to the beautiful Pavilion with plenty of good foods and many pretty people. I sorry i had to say that I am not liking it here. My mom told me that i was wrong. She said i think like that is all because i did not make any friends yet. Maybe she is right. After knowing friends, i might go out and hang around. And start to socialize. But still, cannot deny that i love Malaysia so much. Not only because of the good life, fun life. It's also because all the people I cared for is in Malaysia. I envy some of my friends (seniors) who stand strong on what they truly want. They are smart, and they choose to stay in Malaysia. And taking parts in events for experience. I want to be like them too. I want to stay in Malaysia and join plenty events for experiences too. But i couldn't. There's no evidence that people studying in overseas can achieve better life in the future. As long you work hard, no matter where you go, you still can achieve better in life. Argh! I hate life for the first time. I am living with a family that i am not familiar with. But for sure one thing, i am not comfortable to stay with them. Too many rules and nagging. It really pissed me off. God, I really need you. Please help me get through this. It's all on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporary no pictures. Stupid Mac laptop is getting on my nerves. I miss home so much. My 3 laptop back at home. =(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ilovelesliechan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-2753009080907245913?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2753009080907245913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=2753009080907245913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/2753009080907245913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/2753009080907245913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/3rd-day-in-sydney.html' title='3rd Day in Sydney!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-204318427647339408</id><published>2009-01-26T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:34:34.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing can make us apart'/><title type='text'>2nd Day in Syney</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year Every1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously this year, i am going throught a tough chinese new year. But no matter what, i still have to go through it with a tough heart. Today went to the city since morning and reached home quite late. Went to Aquaria. I didn;t want to go. Come on la, almost every aquaria is the same. They just show you some fishes, jellyfish and some odd sea creatures. Honestly, I am not a big fan of sea creatures. So sorry to those who loves aquatic animals. There's another reason why i didn't really love going there. It's because i dont have him with me. I miss him so much. It's just the second day. When will it turn to July?? I wana go back to M'sia anxiously. After aquaria, we went to watch the fireworks. It's really beautiful. And it reminds me of the last time me and baby went for fireworks. We hugged each other tightly in the middle of the crowd like no body's business. I miss it so much baby. Time really flies. But now the time dont seem to even tick. I want to go home so badly. Baby, i miss you. Besides, the time here is faster than M'sia 3 hours. Which means i will be doing things ahead of baby. Even going to bed. This family which I will be living with sleeps on time. And i just hate it. I am glad that they on their router every night. Even if they dont, it's okay. Because i am currently using the next door ppl's line. @@ It's already 12.31am here.  I miss you guys so much. Waiting for baby to up so i could talk to him. I love you baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-204318427647339408?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/204318427647339408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=204318427647339408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/204318427647339408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/204318427647339408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-day-in-syney.html' title='2nd Day in Syney'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-9040890439329835450</id><published>2009-01-24T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:13:51.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 1 without him'/><title type='text'>Goodbye My Love</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night. &lt;div&gt;Date  : 24th January 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time : 10.40pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flight no. : MH123&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destination : Sydney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the first day without you. It tortures. Baby, I am sorry that i had to leave. In the middle of the crowd. I want to cry out loud. But i can never. The tears just kept filling my eyes. I want it to stop. Trying so hard to hold my tears. And finally i get to release it out laying on the bed. Hiding myself under the blanket. I dont know how. I really dont know. I dont know how can i live without you so long. Baby. I need you so badly. Promise me you will work hard for studies, work hard for everything in life. And i will be back in no time. I will come back with a heart filled with your love. I promise we will still keep in touch always. We will skype every single day. You will still look at my sleeping face during nights. I promise we will talk to each another every day. Many many hours like how we used too. We will build more love in us. I promise i will tell you everything i knew, i everything i've gone through here. Baby. I love you so so much. I swear I will!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thank you so much my friends who sent me to the airport. You guys are really great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mun, i didn't get the chance to tell you that i appreciate what you've done all along. Thanks for helping me so much in packing, giving advices and always be there for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JiaQ, I am sorry about the secret you wanted to tell me long ago. I honestly didnt mean it. I just cant accept that you are always with them. But still you really are a good fren. I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mei, Thanks for the super huge choco. And the lovely letters. And yes, we've knew each other for 9 years d. And it's time for us to face the future now. Dont cry too. Phua Chu Kang's wife must be strong!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chen, i love the scrap book a lot. Thanks so much. Every details in it is so amazing. I am happy that you missed the moments we had together, although i raped you b4. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang, take care my lou po. And DONT YOU ALWAYS DOTA WITH MY LOU GONG! Haha. Thanks so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MeiS, Although you didnt really came because of me. But I am still glad that you waited. Thanks so much. And dont be shy to admit that you have a bf named Mou Mou. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yan(My sis), So sorry that i didnt prepare anything much for you. But i want to let you know that I am happy to have you as my sis. We spent plenty of time together these few years. And you helped me a lot in many things. Study hard okay. Dont drop class because of your frens. Nth is more important than you, my dear princess. Take good care of yourself. And you can always chat with me over the net. I will always keep in touch with you and your family. I love you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, to 5Sc1. Thanks for being my classmate for the past 4 years. I might hv brought so many troubles to you guys. And i am so sorry about it. I am so so glad that i have you guys as my classmate. Because you guys care about each another. We're like a big group of family. We challenge each another, we argue with each another, we play, we chat, we joke, we party, we kick some asses in Choral Speaking, we had so so much fun together. Once again THANK YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;iloveyoualwaysmybaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-9040890439329835450?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9040890439329835450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=9040890439329835450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/9040890439329835450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/9040890439329835450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-my-love.html' title='Goodbye My Love'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-7171356639030259904</id><published>2009-01-23T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:52:01.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miserable'/><title type='text'>Last Outing Before Leaving to Aussie..</title><content type='html'>I had a wonderful day today. But I am feeling so miserable now. I am happy that i spend my day well with my baby and my bestie, kar lame. In the same time, i am feeling so so unhappy that this is the last outing before i leave. Today morning i went to dentist to take off my bracess. And went out with them at around 3. We had lunch. And Kar Lame went with her mom. Baby &amp;amp; me went for movie. After movie baby acccompanied me to buy sports shoe for schoo use. Join up with Kar Lame. After that i had to go for dinner with my parents. I left baby and Kar Lame at Pav. They watched movie. After my dinner i joined them again. And this is when i start to feel so uncomfortable. We went to MOF. And i suppose desert makes us happier. But this time. These deserts made me even feel like crying. The ice cream taste so sweet and yet so bitter. Do you get what i am trying to say? What i meant was the ice cream was delicious. But the timing was the bitter ones. I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I am so so afraid. And finally my tears glide down my face and hit the table. He didn't say a word. But to wipe off those tears. Kar Lame was there to tell her Lame jokes so i could smile back. I did. But that didn't last long. I cried again. This time. i saw him looking away. And his eyes were red. Tears seems to fill his eyes. I couldn't talk. And more tears coming this time. Kar Lame hugged me. This made me worst. Because her hugs are too warm. And i am afraid that i'll miss it soo much. I tried my very best to keep those tears in. And i finally stopped. I joked, so he could pay attention to me more than his thought. We were temporary fine. We walked out and headed to MAC. He hugged me so tight while walking. And never let me off. And i knew how much i could cry for this again. My heart sank down to the deep blue ocean. I started to tear again. GOSH!! I dont know what am I doing. I just couldn't  get to lay my eyes close. Tears would just slide through and never stop flowing. I am sorry baby. I really am. I wished all of this never happened before so i could live a happy casual live with him. I love you always!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-7171356639030259904?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7171356639030259904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=7171356639030259904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7171356639030259904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7171356639030259904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-outing-before-leaving-to-aussie.html' title='Last Outing Before Leaving to Aussie..'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-1829429722022001607</id><published>2009-01-20T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:27:49.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can you consider me as the happiest gal on earth??'/><title type='text'>Wonder-'ful' Milk Cupcakes from Wonder Gal..^^</title><content type='html'>I guess i should really consider myself as the HAPPIEST GAL on earth. Haha. Well, This morning, around 8am, (I was still sleeping with mom. Basically, if i sleep with my mom all phones must be off. Of course i did not off it.) the phone rang. I wanted to pickup the call. But hang up d. And next, i heard the door bell rang. It's the WONDER GAL with her cute assistant. Haha. Jia Qi &amp;amp; Wei Ping. Haha. My darling is soooo sweet. Cause she bought me WONDERMILK CUPCAKES. I long for these cupcakes years ago. FINALLY!!!!! She actually put a box in the middle of the box. And inside the middle box, there's a candle and a crown. She lit the candle up and held it, standing at my door. Hahaha. So the very first time, YOU ARE SO AMAZING,CHICKEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaR1VWmoI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Y8JUiKZfwcI/s1600-h/Picture+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293588043185691266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaR1VWmoI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Y8JUiKZfwcI/s320/Picture+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And i guess she accidentally burnt the box. Muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaRx7XP3I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/0JYSm8deslY/s1600-h/Picture+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293588042271375218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaRx7XP3I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/0JYSm8deslY/s320/Picture+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CAN YOU SEE??? WONDERMILK CUPCAKES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaR669hdI/AAAAAAAAAsI/SGLXUGdy4f0/s1600-h/Picture+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293588044685608402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaR669hdI/AAAAAAAAAsI/SGLXUGdy4f0/s320/Picture+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what i meant earlier about the candle and can you spot the crown? Take a closer look at the notes too. Haha. It's stated 'Princess dont just happen, They're made'.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaRs-fVUI/AAAAAAAAAsA/KilfVSEYaW8/s1600-h/Picture+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293588040942310722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaRs-fVUI/AAAAAAAAAsA/KilfVSEYaW8/s320/Picture+27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Side view. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8AjS1sI/AAAAAAAAArY/CpdenFZ8XO4/s1600-h/Picture+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587668239832770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8AjS1sI/AAAAAAAAArY/CpdenFZ8XO4/s320/Picture+25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the crown!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8_Uz5NI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Z--hrrFEBTQ/s1600-h/Picture+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587685090518226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8_Uz5NI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Z--hrrFEBTQ/s320/Picture+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND SHE SMASH THIS ON MY FACE. Dont worry it's still delicious. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me show you the design on the cupcakes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8h7cn6I/AAAAAAAAArw/CekqEr6m8jI/s1600-h/Picture+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587677199507362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8h7cn6I/AAAAAAAAArw/CekqEr6m8jI/s320/Picture+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is i dunno what. Twirling icing?? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8u3F4wI/AAAAAAAAAro/0wgQB3FNos8/s1600-h/Picture+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587680670900994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8u3F4wI/AAAAAAAAAro/0wgQB3FNos8/s320/Picture+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next is, this cloud with a tiny love thingi beside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8Z9wQPI/AAAAAAAAArg/SDwHneTvexM/s1600-h/Picture+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587675061698802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZ8Z9wQPI/AAAAAAAAArg/SDwHneTvexM/s320/Picture+20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is my favourite. Love with polka dots. =D So sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZfDE5MQI/AAAAAAAAArA/ZJupYu8ipjA/s1600-h/Picture+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587170701422850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZfDE5MQI/AAAAAAAAArA/ZJupYu8ipjA/s320/Picture+33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The box is too big. So i arrange it into a smaller box. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZe4MuVnI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Gkt4pLXT0Ic/s1600-h/Picture+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587167781475954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZe4MuVnI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Gkt4pLXT0Ic/s320/Picture+37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taa-daaah!! Nice or not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZe-Ls0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqw/2oiIg0VsTlg/s1600-h/Picture+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293587169387794834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaZe-Ls0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqw/2oiIg0VsTlg/s320/Picture+41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last picture of these cupcakes. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, these cupcakes taste not bad. Quite delicious. The icing is not too sweet. Just nice for me. And the decoration on top is the best. Really. So cute and lovely. Haha. Besides, the cakes is normal butter cake i guess. Haha. Not bad! Not bad!! Actually you dont have to worry about the taste. Because the looks is amazing enough for you to fall in love with it. Guys, this is a good trick to pamper you galfrens. And this can be your Valentine's gift too. Dont forget, Valentine's is around the corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you darling for this wonderful cupcakes. I love it soooo much. Still you are the best. Muahaha. Even better than _ _. Fill in the blanks. See if you're smart enough. Haha. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I love you lots. Owrh ya, Thank you Ping too. Love ya too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-1829429722022001607?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1829429722022001607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=1829429722022001607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1829429722022001607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1829429722022001607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/wonder-ful-milk-cupcakes-from-wonder.html' title='Wonder-&apos;ful&apos; Milk Cupcakes from Wonder Gal..^^'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXaaR1VWmoI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Y8JUiKZfwcI/s72-c/Picture+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-2878788618532976864</id><published>2009-01-20T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:23:42.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am a HAPPY GAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As long as i have my baby with me'/><title type='text'>Tour to Leisure Mall..Muahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a happy gal. Muahaha. As usual, i waited for my beloved to end school. And we headed to Leisure mall. Cause i needed to buy a headset. So that it is easier for me and baby to communicate and chat as long as we want on skype. Hehe. After buying the headset, we went for food hunting. Cause i was hungry. We went to this Vietname Restaurant. Baby was not hungry, cause he ate a lot in school. So we ordered one main dish and one Vietnam Salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXrAYXUrBI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8ZZvctZNSKk/s1600-h/DSC02877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293395328816688146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXrAYXUrBI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8ZZvctZNSKk/s320/DSC02877.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The decoration is very beautiful. Baby agree to it too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293395326656064034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXrAQUMKiI/AAAAAAAAAqg/qATxMQ2LrzU/s320/DSC02870.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;As usual, my fat pig ate this. I dun really like lo. I didn't eat. I told him not return it to them. But he insisted. So he have to pay. Pay me RM2 ar!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXrADtV7II/AAAAAAAAAqY/bmsO8MZFBkc/s1600-h/DSC02871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293395323271900290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXrADtV7II/AAAAAAAAAqY/bmsO8MZFBkc/s320/DSC02871.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is set lunch. You ordered either one of the dish, you'll get a free drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amazingly, the food is exactly the same with the pictures in the broucher. Most restaurant dont qualify in that. But this Vietnam Restaurant is exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXq_61xb7I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/3vEg4jwMGUs/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293395320891338674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXq_61xb7I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/3vEg4jwMGUs/s320/DSC02872.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the colour of this drink and it's the same. Lol. Okay la. Maybe this is not so amazing la. Wait till you have a look at the main dish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXqZD8Y2_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/XjQ8LbjofxI/s1600-h/DSC02880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293394653320109042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXqZD8Y2_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/XjQ8LbjofxI/s320/DSC02880.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the white thingi which looks like i dunno what. Lol. It's exactly the same with the picture. Haha. Amazing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay la. I know I am damn lame. This is also because i am influenced by that Phoong Kar Lame. She is damn lame also de lo. HARLO PHOONG KAR LAME, we should keep some distance away or else i will be exactly like you. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXqZMrrVdI/AAAAAAAAApw/I5DJTmOlkpE/s1600-h/DSC02881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293394655665935826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXqZMrrVdI/AAAAAAAAApw/I5DJTmOlkpE/s320/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ordered this salad. It's delicious. I dont know you like it or not. But it tastes not bad. =D Only for spicy lovers. It's Vietnam seafood salad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXqZJVgubI/AAAAAAAAApo/TnGlYAzdAL8/s1600-h/DSC02882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293394654767659442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXqZJVgubI/AAAAAAAAApo/TnGlYAzdAL8/s320/DSC02882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two dishes and one appitizer cost us RM40. Exactly 40. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Owrh ya, i bought a 'Jiao Jiao Man table lamp'. Damn nice. Will show it in the next post!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;veM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-2878788618532976864?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2878788618532976864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=2878788618532976864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/2878788618532976864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/2878788618532976864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/tour-to-leisure-mallmuahaha.html' title='Tour to Leisure Mall..Muahaha'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXXrAYXUrBI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8ZZvctZNSKk/s72-c/DSC02877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-5701627069734837462</id><published>2009-01-17T03:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T04:36:18.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had a great day last night! Me &amp;amp; Mun planned on inviting the whole class for a small gathering in her house. We used to have small gatherings every year in her house. Because her restauran provide good food. Last year we had this gathering too. But it was half gathering, half farewell for mun. This year it's also half gathering and half farewell. But it's for me. However, I would like to thanks :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Phoong Kar Lame for all her good food and her super lame jokes. @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. My fellow friends who attended the gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. My beloved baby, Leslie for accompanyin me. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You guys are really so great and i am soo happy to know all of you. Always keep in touch ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will be posting more pictures when i get the pictures from any of them. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: Baby, I am sorry. I know you hate this so much. Me either. I never want to leave also. I wish i could stay. I am sorry!! Nothing can keep us apart!! I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292239571375805890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXHP2cYe1cI/AAAAAAAAApg/rO8eUqPojgY/s320/olden1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;il&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-5701627069734837462?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5701627069734837462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=5701627069734837462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5701627069734837462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5701627069734837462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-great-day-last-night-me-mun.html' title=''/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SXHP2cYe1cI/AAAAAAAAApg/rO8eUqPojgY/s72-c/olden1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-3650623081692070446</id><published>2009-01-13T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:49:00.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM BACK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have been so hectic lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And have not been blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went back hometown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accompany my mom for business,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to sis house to help out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHOPPING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL BE UPDATING MY BLOG TOMORROW!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-3650623081692070446?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3650623081692070446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=3650623081692070446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3650623081692070446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3650623081692070446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK!!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-8447626867481107517</id><published>2009-01-05T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:49:00.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM STILL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;CRYING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When will all this end?? I suffered enuff!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is way tougher than i thought it could be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;How can I leave without you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It seems totally impossible!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-8447626867481107517?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8447626867481107517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=8447626867481107517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/8447626867481107517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/8447626867481107517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cry-i-cried-i-am-still-crying-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-1313278297712120203</id><published>2009-01-04T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:10:46.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss him most'/><title type='text'>I miss Everything</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is first day of school. Past few weeks, they have been getting ready. Pack the books, buying new shoes, new uniform, bags and pencil box. As for me, I am getting ready to pack my clothes, my books, my soul and my life into this big luggage, moving to somewhere that I don’t belong to. When I was 12, I used to get very excited on the first day of school. I would wake at 5 or 6. Walking around waiting for the clock to tick to 7. Sharp 7, I will be holding my bag running off to school. Looking for my class, and choosing the seats that I want. Ever since I entered Secondary Life, I never had that feelings anymore. To me, 1st day of school day is nothing. I will sleep till 7 and will be dragging myself to school. Until today, I finally know how much I missed it. I miss how I get excited when the holiday ends and the school starts. I miss hanging around with my friends in school. I miss having lunch with my love. I miss every single part of it. Knowing that I wont be able to attend to SG anymore is something not to be happy about. I envy those who will be going to school tomorrow. I envy them so much. I remembered we used to hang around in the toilet during recess. Waiting for the bell to ring, and walk to his class to peep at him. When can I ever do this again??? NEVER!! I can never peep at how he study anymore. I can never hang around and skip classes which we don't like anymore. I missed school so much. Much more than I had imagined. If ever I have the chance, I wouldn't want to leave school. I wouldn't want to leave my besties. And I wouldn't want to leave you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;rr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-1313278297712120203?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1313278297712120203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=1313278297712120203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1313278297712120203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1313278297712120203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-everything.html' title='I miss Everything'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-325745735324815832</id><published>2009-01-04T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:04:49.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of 2009!!</title><content type='html'>Well..Well..Well.. This outing was not planned earlier too. Baby said that he will be going out with his family so he can't accompany me out. So i thought that i could stay home tonight. In the afternoon, or should i say evening. Lol. Around 5pm, Mun called me. She said that she is in Pav now. Asking if i want to go out with her. I thought it wasn't a bad idea at all. But i am worried if my mother allow me to go out. (because last night 4am only came home) So i didn't think much and invited Mun to come to my house first then we will call Wei Lip(Sei Ah Gong) to come pick us up to Pav. (To what i know, baby will be going Pav later too.) I asked my mom when Mun is in my house (bcoz she wont scold me in front of my fren ma) LOL. And she said okay de. ^^ My mom is the best. Haha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDm0RYTmjI/AAAAAAAAApY/HXreDIW70Ek/s1600-h/DSC09688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287479748225899058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDm0RYTmjI/AAAAAAAAApY/HXreDIW70Ek/s320/DSC09688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for Ah Gong de. So camwhore first lo. So long din camwhore with her de. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmz2lcr0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Z10rO_OoJHQ/s1600-h/DSC09689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287479741033262914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmz2lcr0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Z10rO_OoJHQ/s320/DSC09689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And us again. Haha. I purposely wear like her. ^^ I was thinking to take the same bag. But i guess it's odd to be too similar. Haha. So i took my coach bag instead. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmzwoiGxI/AAAAAAAAApI/u2J9YCbKxiI/s1600-h/DSC09690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287479739435588370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmzwoiGxI/AAAAAAAAApI/u2J9YCbKxiI/s320/DSC09690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us again. Haha. She is so blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I called baby, told him that I am in Pav wondering if we could meet. So i can pass him his things and just to see him. That's all. Before meeting him, me and Mun camwhore while waiting for Ah Gong. He is in the toilet lo. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmBowJ15I/AAAAAAAAApA/dv7MRP4xAFk/s1600-h/DSC09691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478878326609810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmBowJ15I/AAAAAAAAApA/dv7MRP4xAFk/s320/DSC09691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*cheesee* Somehow i look so tense. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmA_80zJI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bDczMrOcxtw/s1600-h/DSC09692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478867373902994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmA_80zJI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bDczMrOcxtw/s320/DSC09692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello!! It's us the chopstick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmAsga84I/AAAAAAAAAow/vvEXhumAiBM/s1600-h/DSC09693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478862154494850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmAsga84I/AAAAAAAAAow/vvEXhumAiBM/s320/DSC09693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we are the bananas. Haha. I love yellow. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmAETVy4I/AAAAAAAAAoo/wEBmiiYAlts/s1600-h/DSC09694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478851362212738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDmAETVy4I/AAAAAAAAAoo/wEBmiiYAlts/s320/DSC09694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally get to meet with bi. Haha. He is at Shu with his family. His mother suggested that he should come with me. Haha. Aunty, you're so kind. I love you lots. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDl_6hwk9I/AAAAAAAAAog/7ckZETp9fd8/s1600-h/DSC09695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478848738333650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDl_6hwk9I/AAAAAAAAAog/7ckZETp9fd8/s320/DSC09695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us again. We will not miss any chance of camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to Puma to buy baby de school bag then headed to show his mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDlb53nYNI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/VJU8lG859pw/s1600-h/DSC09696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478230086279378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDlb53nYNI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/VJU8lG859pw/s320/DSC09696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was holding the camera facing them. And this is how they react. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby went home d. His mom need to fetch Kelly Aunty home. Didn't spend much time with him. But still I am happy. Haha. Me, Mun &amp;amp; Ah Gong went to buy movie ticket de. I didn't really want to watch. Cause i scared mummy will not happy de. But at last also watch. Haha. Watched 'Dark Floors' ( I think) Haha. We then went to eat before movie de.  We so &lt;em&gt;'hou yi si'&lt;/em&gt;. We went in to &lt;em&gt;Madam Kwan&lt;/em&gt;. But nth is attractive. So we walked out. Then went to &lt;em&gt;Dain Ti Hill&lt;/em&gt;. There's smth which is attractive, but AhGong didn't like. At last, we ended at &lt;em&gt;'Wong Kok'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDlbv0Ku2I/AAAAAAAAAoI/_-fW1ILCECc/s1600-h/DSC09698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478227387464546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDlbv0Ku2I/AAAAAAAAAoI/_-fW1ILCECc/s320/DSC09698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wong Kok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDlbudMN7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/_haegJ-ipbA/s1600-h/DSC09700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478227022657458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDlbudMN7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/_haegJ-ipbA/s320/DSC09700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We 3 drank this. &lt;em&gt;'Ying Yong Nai Cha'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDla0qx7yI/AAAAAAAAAn4/W6l2i08I_e0/s1600-h/DSC09702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287478211510398754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDla0qx7yI/AAAAAAAAAn4/W6l2i08I_e0/s320/DSC09702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and mun not very hungry. So we ordered snacks only. Waiting for food. Meanwhile play with camera first lo. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDk8s2XsyI/AAAAAAAAAng/Z0i5-Crgjw8/s1600-h/DSC09701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287477694015451938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDk8s2XsyI/AAAAAAAAAng/Z0i5-Crgjw8/s320/DSC09701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Gong eat dunno what with cheese. Haha. Look at him. He is sooo hungry. Haha. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDk8pw9hMI/AAAAAAAAAnY/gxNfUPri6aI/s1600-h/DSC09706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287477693187458242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDk8pw9hMI/AAAAAAAAAnY/gxNfUPri6aI/s320/DSC09706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Mun ate this. *yumm* Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDk75oVDgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/_zWT17ySLco/s1600-h/DSC09707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287477680266350082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDk75oVDgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/_zWT17ySLco/s320/DSC09707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before movie still got lots of time. So went to Tangs lo. And saw this manequin. @@ Look at the finger. So rude la. Haha. On the left side that manequin is soo cool. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After movie also around 11 le. I must go home d. IF not my mom might murder me. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDcN808U0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/NgZl3Lz_pjo/s1600-h/DSC09712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287468094757557058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDcN808U0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/NgZl3Lz_pjo/s320/DSC09712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last picture with Mun. In Ah Gong's car. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;IL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-325745735324815832?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/325745735324815832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=325745735324815832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/325745735324815832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/325745735324815832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-2009.html' title='1st Day of 2009!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SWDm0RYTmjI/AAAAAAAAApY/HXreDIW70Ek/s72-c/DSC09688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-4127319942515305394</id><published>2009-01-02T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:22:07.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ew Y&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287122048885835874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-hfbf5yGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YyM6bN1UdqA/s320/2153206487_31c8c006db.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The new year is coming; the party is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I'm sure looking forward to lots of good cheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I'll be all dressed up in my snazziest best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;So I won't disappear in the crowd like the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I rap on the door and it opens to screams;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;There are several guys hanging from high ceiling beams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The guy in the lampshade looks ready to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;As the girl on his shoulders shouts, "Giddyup Joe!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I walk right on in to be one of the throng,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;And they yell out my name while they bang a brass gong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We laugh and we frolic, we dance and we sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(Is that my grandmother out there on the swing?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;This party is great, and the New Year looks bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Well, that's how I dreamed it, while sleeping last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I'm thinking about you and wish you were here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;So I'm sending this poem to say Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Outing with my baby again!! Haha. Well, this is not a well planned outing. Or should I say it's not planned at all. It was a last minute outing. In the afternoon, I told my mom that how much I didnt want to go out today. I just wasnt in the mood to go out. The only reason was because... I thought that my baby can't go out. Haha. I dont want to go anywhere without him on the last day of 2008 besides going out with my mom. =D I thought i might follow my mom for a fashion show that night. But i cancelled it last minute. Because.. My baby said that he will be accompanying me for the last day of 2008. =D He even invited Soon Yang too. And my sis join us too. Baby came to find us and we went to sit LRT de. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287122039417766802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-he4Oig5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/rVEv8DyRupA/s320/DSC09633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We stand as if we dont know each other. @@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-YiP0FovI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FHoczfJ0zy8/s1600-h/DSC09635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287112201684230898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-YiP0FovI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FHoczfJ0zy8/s320/DSC09635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I request for another picture. And he was too shy. He didn't even want to look into the camera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-YhpQ9x6I/AAAAAAAAAlI/SGoXCh99zzc/s1600-h/DSC09637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287112191336368034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-YhpQ9x6I/AAAAAAAAAlI/SGoXCh99zzc/s320/DSC09637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sis and Soon Yang. They took this picture once they reached Pav. No wonder we lost them. @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me, Baby &amp;amp; Yang went to watch movie. We watched &lt;em&gt;'Diary of the death'. &lt;/em&gt;It was okay... Lol. I dont really like this type of movie lo. But my baby loves it de. =D Haha. After movie, my baby said he was hungry. so we went to Sakae Sushi. But no nice food left de. So we went wandering. Walking here and there without any reason. Cause we're waiting to reach 12am. Meanwhile, we camwhore awhile. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XC11p_vI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fSD0fhx6ikw/s1600-h/DSC09639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110562623913714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XC11p_vI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fSD0fhx6ikw/s320/DSC09639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Bi. At Pav de. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XC289taI/AAAAAAAAAk4/VRpPFB4eYno/s1600-h/DSC09640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110562923001250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XC289taI/AAAAAAAAAk4/VRpPFB4eYno/s320/DSC09640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muaxx him. Last day of 2008. Love him sooo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XCmg38xI/AAAAAAAAAkw/UMlIqzPHXFo/s1600-h/DSC09643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110558510215954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XCmg38xI/AAAAAAAAAkw/UMlIqzPHXFo/s320/DSC09643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And it's me. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's really very crowded at Pav. So many people lo. &lt;em&gt;'Ren Shan Ren Hai'. &lt;/em&gt;Scared of pickpockets de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XCbIYqOI/AAAAAAAAAko/-li1EbLehpY/s1600-h/DSC09648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110555454712034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XCbIYqOI/AAAAAAAAAko/-li1EbLehpY/s320/DSC09648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were walking towards the main entrance of Pavilion to get a clearer picture of what is happening there. I took this picture when he is not noticing. Hehe. And my hands is shaking. @@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XCEM8yRI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sEdSWwcRDPU/s1600-h/DSC09650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110549299841298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-XCEM8yRI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sEdSWwcRDPU/s320/DSC09650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were closed enough. Too many ppl. Dont want to squash in de. The christmas tree is damn nice. And there's a miny clock there. Easy for us to detect the time ma. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since still got time. Want to camwhore more with my baby. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-Vm-zit2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/_sgZ-1ayYJE/s1600-h/DSC09651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287108984483002210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-Vm-zit2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/_sgZ-1ayYJE/s320/DSC09651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby captured this picture. Muahaha. He is hugging me le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-VnI5a5fI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/TTdqAhx4CA0/s1600-h/DSC09647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287108987192010226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-VnI5a5fI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/TTdqAhx4CA0/s320/DSC09647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Super duper bad camwhore skills la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-Vm_xBGwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/o3RSXRTzw7A/s1600-h/DSC09653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287108984740846338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-Vm_xBGwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/o3RSXRTzw7A/s320/DSC09653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see the crowd??? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon to it. Ppl let's do the counting &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;together!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-VmmU9FII/AAAAAAAAAj4/XY2uqxEEkvo/s1600-h/DSC09654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287108977912255618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-VmmU9FII/AAAAAAAAAj4/XY2uqxEEkvo/s320/DSC09654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The golden paper is flying all around. During Christmas, they did the same thing too. I was hoping to captured a picture with Bi that time. But when we reached there, it was too late. Lucky that this time we get to. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-UAguqZeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gAhYf2p73Qw/s1600-h/DSC09655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107224062813666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-UAguqZeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gAhYf2p73Qw/s320/DSC09655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-UAEuBBUI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aFAbHpiebCk/s1600-h/DSC09652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107216543909186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-UAEuBBUI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aFAbHpiebCk/s320/DSC09652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kiss baby!! Happy New Year my beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S7fpu3SI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wD9teou8AyE/s1600-h/DSC09657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287106038362725666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S7fpu3SI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wD9teou8AyE/s320/DSC09657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they are jealous that we kissed. So they sprayed us until we became like tat. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S7Dly7rI/AAAAAAAAAiw/LnDMC_nNm2E/s1600-h/DSC09661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287106030830022322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S7Dly7rI/AAAAAAAAAiw/LnDMC_nNm2E/s320/DSC09661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha. Baby got sprayed too. Haha. Snowman Baby. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S7LCKDEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lxLOhbfNTB0/s1600-h/DSC09656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287106032828025922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S7LCKDEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lxLOhbfNTB0/s320/DSC09656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S6rRdM4I/AAAAAAAAAio/sa0jpAQYV8M/s1600-h/DSC09662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287106024302261122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-S6rRdM4I/AAAAAAAAAio/sa0jpAQYV8M/s320/DSC09662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We managed to walk out the crowd and headed to Seven Eleven. They wana get some drinks. Behind that 1 is Yang. Hahaa. Hill Goat. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-SIkyQxAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Eh_4K3XyHTc/s1600-h/DSC09660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287105163567350786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-SIkyQxAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Eh_4K3XyHTc/s320/DSC09660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got nth that i want besides camwhoring for blog. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We we're hungry. So we went to Pandan Indah. Near baby's mom pub eat de. Actually want to eat at Steven's Corner de But too many ppl. So we went to 9898.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-SIbxHy8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/pEB-ld-2ygo/s1600-h/DSC09669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287105161146649538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-SIbxHy8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/pEB-ld-2ygo/s320/DSC09669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CAN YOU SEE WHAT MY BABY ORDERED?? HE IS SOOOO FAT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-SIeEVdqI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C0Q3ifK4svk/s1600-h/DSC09666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287105161764107938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-SIeEVdqI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C0Q3ifK4svk/s320/DSC09666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see!! He is eating chicken wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RT-1EXxI/AAAAAAAAAh4/13lGIW-orW8/s1600-h/DSC09668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104260025376530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RT-1EXxI/AAAAAAAAAh4/13lGIW-orW8/s320/DSC09668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; the Hill Goat! Hehe. Yang, i think ur hair too long la. Cause some1 asked me whether if u r a gal or boy. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish eating then we headed to Baby's mom pub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At Leisure Bay, Pandan Indah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RTDh0mhI/AAAAAAAAAhw/0Vsf4ZIG71o/s1600-h/DSC09676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104244106959378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RTDh0mhI/AAAAAAAAAhw/0Vsf4ZIG71o/s320/DSC09676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby is argueing with Yang. Oppsie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RShNmm1I/AAAAAAAAAho/cXXjqXnYeqI/s1600-h/DSC09677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104234895350610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RShNmm1I/AAAAAAAAAho/cXXjqXnYeqI/s320/DSC09677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Yang is trying to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RSB9cOLI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_Qy8SOYTlwY/s1600-h/DSC09674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104226506062002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RSB9cOLI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_Qy8SOYTlwY/s320/DSC09674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I was lying. Haha. They were busy talking about this rings on my leg. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RR3HzC4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Oq54CII5YJg/s1600-h/DSC09678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104223596710786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-RR3HzC4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Oq54CII5YJg/s320/DSC09678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's already 4am. So sleepy &amp;amp; tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The end. ^^ Haha. My Baby de mommy sent us home de. =D And that's it. This is how i spend my very last day of 2008. I love you, baby!! &amp;amp; I love you, Mummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;il&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;il&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-4127319942515305394?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4127319942515305394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=4127319942515305394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/4127319942515305394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/4127319942515305394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SV-hfbf5yGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YyM6bN1UdqA/s72-c/2153206487_31c8c006db.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-7301676275234420083</id><published>2008-12-31T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:04:20.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas Everyone'/><title type='text'>Merry!! Merry!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;rry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;X'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz_47bO1_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7WnV_KTzLFg/s1600-h/DSC02784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286381416115787762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz_47bO1_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7WnV_KTzLFg/s320/DSC02784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful Christmas this year. Well, for at least I celebrated this festival with my beloved. ^^ Besides, he gave me suprises. =D Baby bought many many Christmas presents for me. On Christmas eve, me and him planned to go out together. And i totally forgotten to ask him what time are we suppose to go out. So i was planning to call him when i wake, since I have to wake up early that morning. Because the computer man suppose to come fix my comp at around 10am. But that very 'smart' comp guy came late. So i didn't bother to even wake early (totally forgotten to ask him). I slept till 12pm and some1 rang the doorbell. I thought it was the comp guy. But i was too lazy to wake to open the door. I was waiting for the comp guy to knock on my door. With a blank mind and a blur face, I opened the door. And SUPRISE!! IT'S BABY!!! WITH A BIG BOX OF CHRISTMAS PRESENTS!! I AM THE HAPPIEST GAL!! MUAHAHAHA. He was the first person I saw on Christmas Eve. Baby pass the present for me and started hunting for his own present in my room. Haha. I lied to him that i bought a teddy for him. He spotted a teddy wraping with a transparent paper WITH LOTS OF DUST ON IT!! (This proves that my maid is not working hard enuf. Haha.) Unfortunately it wasn't his present. He open my cupboards and finally found his TREASURE!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz_4iW9H5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/M22zSpLMrYA/s1600-h/DSC02774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286381409386962834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz_4iW9H5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/M22zSpLMrYA/s320/DSC02774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Knock*Knock* Postman Deliver Christmas presents!! Merry Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz_4aXclpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/zx98NPgOsTk/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286381407241541266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz_4aXclpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/zx98NPgOsTk/s320/DSC02775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wah.. So many fooooood. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what is inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One item : &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Lurve, Cheese Balls, Huge Lollipop, M&amp;amp;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two items : &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Marshmallows, Sour+(Mango &amp;amp; Apple), Japanese Strawberry Choco, Pringles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Original, Sour and Cream), Hershey's Kissables, Skittles(Sour &amp;amp; Original) &amp;amp; Bites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Five items : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mars Choco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24 items : &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Baby Mentos. =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the pretty box. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-VnwYhoI/AAAAAAAAAg4/lQl_kA2K5gs/s1600-h/DSC02776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286379710028744322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-VnwYhoI/AAAAAAAAAg4/lQl_kA2K5gs/s320/DSC02776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There're 2 teddies. It's me and bi. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-VdnyE_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/dTVViR1zv0s/s1600-h/DSC02778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286379707308315634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-VdnyE_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/dTVViR1zv0s/s320/DSC02778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fugly me with the present. Sorry, too fugly. Just woke up. Didn't even bother to clip my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-Vaql2yI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IgKu81K_jhI/s1600-h/DSC02781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286379706514791202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-Vaql2yI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IgKu81K_jhI/s320/DSC02781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at his anxious face. Can't wait to open his present. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-VJGvokI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-1JYs2YJQF0/s1600-h/DSC02782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286379701801034306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-VJGvokI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-1JYs2YJQF0/s320/DSC02782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taaaa-Daaah!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car with my mom heading to the very 'polite' customer. He is busy looking at who?? or what?? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-UybzF8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/hAhVelE8Bkc/s1600-h/DSC02789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286379695715325890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz-UybzF8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/hAhVelE8Bkc/s320/DSC02789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at Pavilion! At Ichiban Boshi. That piggy love the beef there. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said that i forced him to kiss me. @@&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9SlYxiAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/FvAKN45Ye44/s1600-h/DSC02792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286378558341613570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9SlYxiAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/FvAKN45Ye44/s320/DSC02792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, Mayb i really did. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9R7nk27I/AAAAAAAAAgI/U8n9xmbN0OQ/s1600-h/DSC02794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286378547129408434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9R7nk27I/AAAAAAAAAgI/U8n9xmbN0OQ/s320/DSC02794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But dont he look like he is in love with my face??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9RTywfPI/AAAAAAAAAgA/araAWaC3qGo/s1600-h/DSC02795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286378536438889714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9RTywfPI/AAAAAAAAAgA/araAWaC3qGo/s320/DSC02795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; my so call limited edition watch. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9QqWsDkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/tNutouhtuDo/s1600-h/DSC02796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286378525315305026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9QqWsDkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/tNutouhtuDo/s320/DSC02796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is doing with the handroll??? @@??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9QLFLCxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZbmGxIUd9QY/s1600-h/DSC02797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286378516920339218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz9QLFLCxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZbmGxIUd9QY/s320/DSC02797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now he is eating. *Yumm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Ochacha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bought the Christmas hat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wearing it on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz7AHj43rI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PQcyk-D8bpc/s1600-h/DSC02798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286376042074267314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz7AHj43rI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PQcyk-D8bpc/s320/DSC02798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahaha. I wore it for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6_G02b4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/pJ5MP0DEtGg/s1600-h/DSC02805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286376024697106306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6_G02b4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/pJ5MP0DEtGg/s320/DSC02805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally a proper picture of us. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6-nrEo5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/0gRmivMpU1A/s1600-h/DSC02807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286376016334594962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6-nrEo5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/0gRmivMpU1A/s320/DSC02807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha. Ya i forced him. This is obvious enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6-c56BFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/X6yD8lmw9TI/s1600-h/DSC02808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286376013444023378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6-c56BFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/X6yD8lmw9TI/s320/DSC02808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6-OkTzoI/AAAAAAAAAfI/7K0UxrzFi2U/s1600-h/DSC02812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286376009595342466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz6-OkTzoI/AAAAAAAAAfI/7K0UxrzFi2U/s320/DSC02812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And at last he loves to kiss me. Isn't a bad idea to force your love ones to kiss you everday. Because they might fall for your lips eventually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how my baby does. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, this is how we ended our wonderful Christmas. =D Hoping that every single year I can celebrate this wonderful Festive with my boy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;il&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-7301676275234420083?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7301676275234420083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=7301676275234420083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7301676275234420083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7301676275234420083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-merry.html' title='Merry!! Merry!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz_47bO1_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7WnV_KTzLFg/s72-c/DSC02784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-379682062822277579</id><published>2008-12-26T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:14:25.430-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love him lots'/><title type='text'>He is sooo sweet~~</title><content type='html'>Dont you think baby is soo sweet. He put my picture as wallpaper. His notebook de wallpaper le. I know to you guys (who are reading) is not something very sweet or something to happy about. But for me yes lo. Maybe it dont mean much to any1 else, but to me it means a lot. For at least he hopes to c me every time he on his comp. =D Hehe. Baby, you're the best. And i love you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVTJuyMgApI/AAAAAAAAAek/6EinE53s5P0/s1600-h/Screen+Snaper+Image.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284070068397802130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVTJuyMgApI/AAAAAAAAAek/6EinE53s5P0/s320/Screen+Snaper+Image.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby de wallpaper. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby ar, me, lenglui, fei zai and carrot zai is here hoping you recover soon de. We will miss you much. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just came back from dinner and karaoke. Sang super lots song. And i lost my voice. Hoping not to get sore throat tomorrow. ^^ Anyway, I have to attend another prom tomorrow. But i guess i will not be going. Sorry to my sis. I reli dun wan to go without my baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good night every1! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good night my baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;L!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-379682062822277579?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/379682062822277579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=379682062822277579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/379682062822277579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/379682062822277579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-is-sooo-sweet.html' title='He is sooo sweet~~'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVTJuyMgApI/AAAAAAAAAek/6EinE53s5P0/s72-c/Screen+Snaper+Image.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-1680352799958937159</id><published>2008-12-25T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:19:40.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Days..</title><content type='html'>Had been soo occupied lately. With the jap &amp;amp; china human. Christmas. Many many outings is awaiting for me. @@ So tired. 23th we came back from Genting. Woke at 11am and went back to sleep at 12pm. Woke up again at 1 or 2 for breakfast with my sister's family. The night before that my mom came to Genting too. She came along with her friends. And that night itself they went gambling. And guess what??!! LOL. My mom won some money from Uncle Lim. =D And she even donated some to me. Muahaha. More money to shop during Christmas. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyJJsDDDI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2LZeVyxsDAk/s1600-h/DSC09363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283762658124958770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyJJsDDDI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2LZeVyxsDAk/s320/DSC09363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture that night, before they went gambling. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second morning, before we went out for breakfast. Me &amp;amp; my sister decided that we camwhore awhile since the adults are away to gamble again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyJGnFqgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/1UkihMHG9rA/s1600-h/Picture0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283762657298852354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyJGnFqgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/1UkihMHG9rA/s320/Picture0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Cheese* Can you see the beautiful bathroom. Hahhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyIzLhruI/AAAAAAAAAd8/J0JBv-R2Yvs/s1600-h/Picture0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283762652082974434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyIzLhruI/AAAAAAAAAd8/J0JBv-R2Yvs/s320/Picture0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiks. She hug me le. Later my bi jealous. Kakaka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyI8UD2pI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QIt6eplOwcI/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283762654534687378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyI8UD2pI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QIt6eplOwcI/s320/Picture0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A heart for bi. Dont jealous. I&lt;em&gt; sek fan&lt;/em&gt;. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwzgarpZI/AAAAAAAAAds/-YAjkAQOvwo/s1600-h/Picture0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283761186757387666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwzgarpZI/AAAAAAAAAds/-YAjkAQOvwo/s320/Picture0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lil bro join in the picture too. Dont you think this picture feels so warm?? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwzB7lDfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/f7kH_LchKe8/s1600-h/Picture0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283761178573868530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwzB7lDfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/f7kH_LchKe8/s320/Picture0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*random* @@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwy88Q0PI/AAAAAAAAAdc/pojvjtoLJY0/s1600-h/Picture0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283761177234559218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwy88Q0PI/AAAAAAAAAdc/pojvjtoLJY0/s320/Picture0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Sis again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwybiOxYI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RPjmZ89Uyhw/s1600-h/Picture0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283761168267003266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwybiOxYI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RPjmZ89Uyhw/s320/Picture0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look!! We got the same watch le. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwySHwlpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/GJvwdQnX6rQ/s1600-h/Picture0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283761165740054162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwySHwlpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/GJvwdQnX6rQ/s320/Picture0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwE9hsdDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/PtD1tG7giNM/s1600-h/Picture0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283760387117577266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwE9hsdDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/PtD1tG7giNM/s320/Picture0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaha. Lil bro captured this for me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwEspYYhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/c-mXndeD6vM/s1600-h/Picture0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283760382586413586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwEspYYhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/c-mXndeD6vM/s320/Picture0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwEPPw1bI/AAAAAAAAAc0/IoWTAa96p5g/s1600-h/Picture0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283760374694335922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOwEPPw1bI/AAAAAAAAAc0/IoWTAa96p5g/s320/Picture0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see?? We're smiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christmas celebration coming up next. Not much of suprise but definately a wonderful Christmas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;L!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-1680352799958937159?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1680352799958937159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=1680352799958937159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1680352799958937159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1680352799958937159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/tiring-days.html' title='Tiring Days..'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVOyJJsDDDI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2LZeVyxsDAk/s72-c/DSC09363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-7676649284800296319</id><published>2008-12-22T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:09:50.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am currently at Highland Hotel. My sister talking on phone. Lil bro watching Cartoon Network. And the adults went to CASINO!!! Haha. I came to genting on Sunday with my sister family and a few guest. Actually is not a few. Is a lot. Lol. I guess we have 19 ppl here. Haha. Very lucky that i am living with my sister family as my mom din come. We get to stay in Highland suite. And it actually cost Rm2000 per night. And it is only available for VIP members. =D So lucky. And the other guest stays in premier room. Not that bad too. =D It's so comfy here. Muahaha. Today's weather is sooo cold. Yesterday was misty. @@ How i wish my baby is here with me. For at least he can hug me. Hahaha. I miss you baby. But i will see your pig face soon. Hehe. I Love You. Yesterday arrived at Genting at around 2. The few men went for golf and me together with sister went for indoor games. The haunted house andd Ripley's Believe It Or Not. The haunted house cost RM25 per person. But previously it was Rm60++. There were more ghost at that time. But now, there's not much. Not so fun d de. @@ Den went gohtong for dinner de. Today went to Outdoor. Din play much la. Not very fun de. Lol. That's a very honest statement. Compared to the other time i came here with Mun and Andrea only. That was real fun although some conflic happened. Hahahaha. Sorry Drea. =D There's a few picture's below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2h2xdrlI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bg4lu0jFuqU/s1600-h/DSC09252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641580683800146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2h2xdrlI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bg4lu0jFuqU/s320/DSC09252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sis &amp;amp; Me at GENTING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2hzpaBsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1XNYsRnNtig/s1600-h/DSC09219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641579844699842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2hzpaBsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1XNYsRnNtig/s320/DSC09219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice toilet le. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2hVZNazI/AAAAAAAAAcM/lahvvYpncCg/s1600-h/DSC09216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641571723701042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2hVZNazI/AAAAAAAAAcM/lahvvYpncCg/s320/DSC09216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Sis in the hotel toilet. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2hEyO1TI/AAAAAAAAAcE/8MbNCljtfpo/s1600-h/DSC09279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641567265248562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2hEyO1TI/AAAAAAAAAcE/8MbNCljtfpo/s320/DSC09279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We came here for breakfast. The food was... ok lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2g3ZrmlI/AAAAAAAAAb8/E3B4M7c0dPw/s1600-h/DSC09286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641563672615506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2g3ZrmlI/AAAAAAAAAb8/E3B4M7c0dPw/s320/DSC09286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup. I am kissing her. JUST A PICTURE LA. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1CB2tf6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/vHgDTzOZnUU/s1600-h/DSC09283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639934391156642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1CB2tf6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/vHgDTzOZnUU/s320/DSC09283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sis, An Qi, two jap sister (forgotten their name) and me. ^^ I HAVE A BAD HAIR DAY!! DONT LAUGH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1CFCCT3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/R59TcVz7e2U/s1600-h/DSC09289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639935243964274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1CFCCT3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/R59TcVz7e2U/s320/DSC09289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1B_oDpxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/r0mTcOrO3UU/s1600-h/DSC09292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639933792823058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1B_oDpxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/r0mTcOrO3UU/s320/DSC09292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 gals riding i dunno what game. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1B8WB4cI/AAAAAAAAAbc/fiX23aDYDRQ/s1600-h/DSC09293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639932911903170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1B8WB4cI/AAAAAAAAAbc/fiX23aDYDRQ/s320/DSC09293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We wanted to go for cyclone. But it is closed. Will b open only at 4. So we went for food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1Bnm07iI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aF6V7p2RNDk/s1600-h/DSC09297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639927345212962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-1Bnm07iI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aF6V7p2RNDk/s320/DSC09297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're buying food. =D WAFFLES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0fht3X8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/Qjdl3TjUXt8/s1600-h/DSC09304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639341648568258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0fht3X8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/Qjdl3TjUXt8/s320/DSC09304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us and the London bus. I just noticed that this is a cafe. @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0fV7qHAI/AAAAAAAAAbE/eL3PnPDQ-PQ/s1600-h/DSC09308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639338485193730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0fV7qHAI/AAAAAAAAAbE/eL3PnPDQ-PQ/s320/DSC09308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and the gals going for FLYING COASTER. So far, i guess this is the best ride. I like it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0eZ4P0GI/AAAAAAAAAa8/wSvGnwdE_yY/s1600-h/DSC09315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639322364760162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0eZ4P0GI/AAAAAAAAAa8/wSvGnwdE_yY/s320/DSC09315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pirate ship. It's not so scary like the time i sat with Mun. Coz this time we choose the lowest seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0ePe9gII/AAAAAAAAAa0/Nyn0R6OgThk/s1600-h/DSC09317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639319574347906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0ePe9gII/AAAAAAAAAa0/Nyn0R6OgThk/s320/DSC09317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sis &amp;amp; Me. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0d7Wx4cI/AAAAAAAAAas/EiSLoncZjjQ/s1600-h/DSC09324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282639314171322818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-0d7Wx4cI/AAAAAAAAAas/EiSLoncZjjQ/s320/DSC09324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They went on cyclone. I din wan to go. Stupid baby, I not sked hor. Just not enuf ppl hor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zpJoXtaI/AAAAAAAAAac/O_8OZMNPpRY/s1600-h/DSC09329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282638407470134690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zpJoXtaI/AAAAAAAAAac/O_8OZMNPpRY/s320/DSC09329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of their favourite pose. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zpEU_puI/AAAAAAAAAaU/pc_-pvH8iyw/s1600-h/DSC09335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282638406046688994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zpEU_puI/AAAAAAAAAaU/pc_-pvH8iyw/s320/DSC09335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaaaaa... I wan eat the chocolate! It's stuck on the clock. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zosFmGUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/3TWXAwYXk4k/s1600-h/DSC09338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282638399539648834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zosFmGUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/3TWXAwYXk4k/s320/DSC09338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome ppl to my wonderland. Muaahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zoXzv1mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wNfSG_HFU7E/s1600-h/DSC09339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282638394096080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-zoXzv1mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wNfSG_HFU7E/s320/DSC09339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the last picture we took before leaving. Can you spot both of them walking out from the choc wonderland?? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;End of post. So bored now. Waiting for baby to come home from work. I am sooo sleepy. I guess i will sleep awhile and wake around 2.30am. Baby, i love you this fat pig. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-7676649284800296319?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7676649284800296319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=7676649284800296319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7676649284800296319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7676649284800296319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-currently-at-highland-hotel.html' title=''/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SU-2h2xdrlI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bg4lu0jFuqU/s72-c/DSC09252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-4845435621322076890</id><published>2008-12-21T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:43:25.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanish'/><title type='text'>Anger..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is it wrong to care more??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is it wrong to want u more??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My fault again?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM ALWAYS THE 1 WITH SIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-4845435621322076890?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4845435621322076890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=4845435621322076890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/4845435621322076890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/4845435621322076890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/anger.html' title='Anger..'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-7645741215933115906</id><published>2008-12-16T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T01:59:03.674-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovely Night'/><title type='text'>Farewell &amp; Mom's B'day - 13 November 2008</title><content type='html'>On tuesday, i went to re-perm my hair. Digital perm and cost me about RM400. Expensive gila. @@ Then, we headed for dinner with my mom's friend (who organise the party last month). And finally they got us the pictures of that night. It's professionally captured ok. Not ciplak de. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Note: Human who attended this party please save your pictures up. BCOZ I UPLOADED IT   &lt;br /&gt;           FOR YOU GUYS!! =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Details about the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venue : Market Place Restaurant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time : 8pm &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; 2am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date : 13 November 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Occasions : My Farewell &amp;amp; Mom B'day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoX2NhZy6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NQGSZjmGrLk/s1600-h/ab0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281059733155466146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoX2NhZy6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NQGSZjmGrLk/s320/ab0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWWB92N2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Zxg8c2sONgI/s1600-h/ab0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281058080786102114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWWB92N2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Zxg8c2sONgI/s320/ab0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWVtfu-5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/dxQv6xIFn6g/s1600-h/ab0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281058075291089810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWVtfu-5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/dxQv6xIFn6g/s320/ab0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWVaEXyOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hobvIlzjE8Q/s1600-h/ab0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281058070076049634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWVaEXyOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hobvIlzjE8Q/s320/ab0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom's B'day cupcakes. =D *deliciousss*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWVJkuOyI/AAAAAAAAAZU/OXyl89yneu0/s1600-h/ab0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281058065648335650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoWVJkuOyI/AAAAAAAAAZU/OXyl89yneu0/s320/ab0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVBm1nE0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/H8trT6XfLTY/s1600-h/ab0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281056630394786626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVBm1nE0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/H8trT6XfLTY/s320/ab0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVBecVc5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/vuDn1PNtNoo/s1600-h/ab0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281056628141290386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVBecVc5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/vuDn1PNtNoo/s320/ab0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVBIxgBDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/K_GfIDib7CI/s1600-h/ab0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281056622324483122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVBIxgBDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/K_GfIDib7CI/s320/ab0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVAwj2-wI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6S1kWW7E8Yc/s1600-h/ab0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281056615824816898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVAwj2-wI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6S1kWW7E8Yc/s320/ab0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVANZuMGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/4v6-b6AoR70/s1600-h/ab0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281056606387056738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoVANZuMGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/4v6-b6AoR70/s320/ab0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoTFNY1OJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/sxY4DWTf4Zw/s1600-h/ab0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281054493259413650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoTFNY1OJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/sxY4DWTf4Zw/s320/ab0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jian Yong *What you think i should write in the guest book??* Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoTExOwZeI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6idIjQOBhww/s1600-h/ab0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281054485700961762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoTExOwZeI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6idIjQOBhww/s320/ab0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mich &amp;amp; JiaQ *Where's my name a?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoTEYgpjeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/2XJ6TLEv_-4/s1600-h/ab0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281054479065124322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoTEYgpjeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/2XJ6TLEv_-4/s320/ab0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alfredo Duck. *Wah.. Underage le. No hard drinks okay!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoR9MMXqHI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Lo-LrLUNJWM/s1600-h/ab0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281053255988127858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoR9MMXqHI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Lo-LrLUNJWM/s320/ab0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vivian. *Who cares about Alfredo duck. Heehee. Cheers ladies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQxLIkveI/AAAAAAAAAXU/99vxYREvIrg/s1600-h/ab0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281051950033714658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQxLIkveI/AAAAAAAAAXU/99vxYREvIrg/s320/ab0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa. * Yo! Let's have some Whiskey with coke. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQx4o0ZiI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5sZclXj7nRw/s1600-h/ab0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281051962248554018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQx4o0ZiI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5sZclXj7nRw/s320/ab0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa. I think the photographer is in love with you. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQxuSgN7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/5Ne1sDBuVxY/s1600-h/ab0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281051959470602162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQxuSgN7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/5Ne1sDBuVxY/s320/ab0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MichL. Syl. Viv. Mun. Jine. *early birds get to capture more pictures*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQxZRyYNI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rTjgZ-LezT0/s1600-h/ab0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281051953830453458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQxZRyYNI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rTjgZ-LezT0/s320/ab0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Smile like us* So happy hor?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQwwNQ8II/AAAAAAAAAXM/ngZCZupFMz4/s1600-h/ab0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281051942805631106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoQwwNQ8II/AAAAAAAAAXM/ngZCZupFMz4/s320/ab0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carmen. Mich. Drea. Mich: *laugh crazily* Carmen &amp;amp; Drea : Mich~~ (=.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPEMq0wNI/AAAAAAAAAXE/AHEp0uUHnqg/s1600-h/ab0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281050077840064722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPEMq0wNI/AAAAAAAAAXE/AHEp0uUHnqg/s320/ab0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arrival of B'day gal with cute organiser. *I will lead you in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPDVkGECI/AAAAAAAAAW0/87Tip8OBSWU/s1600-h/ab0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281050063047888930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPDVkGECI/AAAAAAAAAW0/87Tip8OBSWU/s320/ab0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muahahaha. Finally. My arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPDjQzqzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5w6Fbc9Taew/s1600-h/ab0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281050066725088050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPDjQzqzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5w6Fbc9Taew/s320/ab0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mich : Aiyo finally they come. @@ JiaQ : Wah.. I wan kiss MT la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPDKggtVI/AAAAAAAAAWs/fszIphiHrhQ/s1600-h/ab0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281050060080067922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPDKggtVI/AAAAAAAAAWs/fszIphiHrhQ/s320/ab0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPCue-PsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sRCWVtVzGis/s1600-h/ab0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281050052557422274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoPCue-PsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sRCWVtVzGis/s320/ab0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camera Guy. *look up every1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOtcmbGyI/AAAAAAAAAWc/I6IJEMYhegU/s1600-h/ab0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280838580747049762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOtcmbGyI/AAAAAAAAAWc/I6IJEMYhegU/s320/ab0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mei : Hug tighter. Dun wan let her go. Muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOs5Oo-nI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QyetvGPyOHw/s1600-h/ab0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280838571252054642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOs5Oo-nI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QyetvGPyOHw/s320/ab0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 besties. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOsjagZcI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ZzUqFX4E0-w/s1600-h/ab0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280838565396243906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOsjagZcI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ZzUqFX4E0-w/s320/ab0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *cheeeesssseee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOsCANZDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/55z7MtV7NJ8/s1600-h/ab0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280838556427576370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOsCANZDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/55z7MtV7NJ8/s320/ab0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Bi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOsJiuFKI/AAAAAAAAAV8/BeIeaeFjFNM/s1600-h/ab0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280838558451373218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlOsJiuFKI/AAAAAAAAAV8/BeIeaeFjFNM/s320/ab0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sis &amp;amp; Me. Me: Viv &amp;amp; Kah Chun kacau la. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNPtKNSYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kezChzsfcAw/s1600-h/ab0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280836970284403074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNPtKNSYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kezChzsfcAw/s320/ab0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took picture with MT le. *See* *See*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNPROBReI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4sWa19HVacU/s1600-h/ab0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280836962784200162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNPROBReI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4sWa19HVacU/s320/ab0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spot 10 Mt in the picture. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNPNDpAzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BOyI0VQ5ppM/s1600-h/ab0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280836961666925362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNPNDpAzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BOyI0VQ5ppM/s320/ab0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am busy eating le. Look so fugly. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNOn6pBEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/C9xbNWnZ4hc/s1600-h/ab0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280836951697065026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNOn6pBEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/C9xbNWnZ4hc/s320/ab0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe. Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNOQL3HoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ylGqXLdSr2w/s1600-h/ab0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280836945326841474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlNOQL3HoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ylGqXLdSr2w/s320/ab0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saxaphone guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLiZvPjBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6EuDOx2zoIw/s1600-h/ab0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280835092465290258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLiZvPjBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6EuDOx2zoIw/s320/ab0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*laugh out loud &amp;amp; enjoy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLjFYShcI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7X-pO7D6YWM/s1600-h/ab0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280835104180176322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLjFYShcI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7X-pO7D6YWM/s320/ab0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sis : Come let's take picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLixdFYjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WBu8BxAoWhg/s1600-h/ab0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280835098831577650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLixdFYjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WBu8BxAoWhg/s320/ab0148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jian Yong : Wah.. So many lenglui. Better captured it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLiuE_mTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/cLXfputI-Sk/s1600-h/ab0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280835097925228850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLiuE_mTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/cLXfputI-Sk/s320/ab0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rabbit human. Funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLiIXSr0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/2RUe845jMb4/s1600-h/ab0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280835087801429826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlLiIXSr0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/2RUe845jMb4/s320/ab0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bi hugging a half blonde gal. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlKEqHcx9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/cgwL57B46lY/s1600-h/ab0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280833481954084818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlKEqHcx9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/cgwL57B46lY/s320/ab0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lurve. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlKDSdKO4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/fb2XB0Zspzc/s1600-h/ab0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280833458422823810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlKDSdKO4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/fb2XB0Zspzc/s320/ab0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carmen : Wanna kiss tat seducing hawt chic, Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlKDQutFDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2wqG2mhT514/s1600-h/ab0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280833457959539762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlKDQutFDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2wqG2mhT514/s320/ab0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so dark in here. Yet the pictures are so bright. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIt7r0JmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/aVGvHQMUR0Y/s1600-h/ab0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280831992021395042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIt7r0JmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/aVGvHQMUR0Y/s320/ab0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B'day gal &amp;amp; Me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlItX5MHgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/h_mLalk8EXg/s1600-h/ab0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280831982413815298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlItX5MHgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/h_mLalk8EXg/s320/ab0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sis. Mom. Me. Alan Gor Gor. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIs1LfPjI/AAAAAAAAATs/96-l4vXG17Y/s1600-h/ab0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280831973095325234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIs1LfPjI/AAAAAAAAATs/96-l4vXG17Y/s320/ab0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bring the party up now! We have more exciting activities coming up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIsV_514I/AAAAAAAAATk/2kR_cM0eiuk/s1600-h/ab0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280831964725237634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIsV_514I/AAAAAAAAATk/2kR_cM0eiuk/s320/ab0194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at my sis and you can know how interesting is it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIr2DUrvI/AAAAAAAAATc/z0eQfzbrCWE/s1600-h/ab0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280831956149645042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlIr2DUrvI/AAAAAAAAATc/z0eQfzbrCWE/s320/ab0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jine : Awww.. So sweet. Mich : Wah.. so happy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGaRRt8UI/AAAAAAAAATU/q0kgtcDQHAg/s1600-h/ab0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280829455196877122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGaRRt8UI/AAAAAAAAATU/q0kgtcDQHAg/s320/ab0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Humanz busy watchin at the slide show my mom maid. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGZ4F7lvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nk2kqcpWNHE/s1600-h/ab0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280829448436553458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGZ4F7lvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nk2kqcpWNHE/s320/ab0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheer for MT's picture... Muahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGaUsVQSI/AAAAAAAAATM/YJ4baGI0eUY/s1600-h/ab0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280829456113811746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGaUsVQSI/AAAAAAAAATM/YJ4baGI0eUY/s320/ab0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Family. Dad. Mom. Me. AND Bi. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGaNtFA3I/AAAAAAAAATE/WEiicoAZTvA/s1600-h/ab0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280829454237893490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGaNtFA3I/AAAAAAAAATE/WEiicoAZTvA/s320/ab0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me : Mom, dont copy me la. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGZtO7gfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1_aVzGmpuOQ/s1600-h/ab0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280829445521506802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlGZtO7gfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1_aVzGmpuOQ/s320/ab0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giving speech. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEu2YfNZI/AAAAAAAAASU/figDf-7xFf8/s1600-h/ab0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827609731511698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEu2YfNZI/AAAAAAAAASU/figDf-7xFf8/s320/ab0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is also the birthday boy for that night. He has the same b'day as my mom. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEvsnWDDI/AAAAAAAAASs/6uqp5IVulJc/s1600-h/ab0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827624289340466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEvsnWDDI/AAAAAAAAASs/6uqp5IVulJc/s320/ab0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827620239175426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEvdhtbwI/AAAAAAAAASk/RQjoFdL2sUI/s320/ab0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad hug hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEvFcXheI/AAAAAAAAASc/Q10JIf929zA/s1600-h/ab0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827613774317026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEvFcXheI/AAAAAAAAASc/Q10JIf929zA/s320/ab0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome speech. *Dont cry MT*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEurC2s0I/AAAAAAAAASM/5Nr_xft094s/s1600-h/ab0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827606687986498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUlEurC2s0I/AAAAAAAAASM/5Nr_xft094s/s320/ab0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last picture before we go. =D Only my mom's fren. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-7645741215933115906?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7645741215933115906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=7645741215933115906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7645741215933115906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7645741215933115906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-moms-bday-13-november-2008.html' title='Farewell &amp; Mom&apos;s B&apos;day - 13 November 2008'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUoX2NhZy6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NQGSZjmGrLk/s72-c/ab0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-6388865063026148949</id><published>2008-12-16T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:18:32.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience to PROM'/><title type='text'>A Night at SG Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PROM NIGHT!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk-DT4-BSI/AAAAAAAAASE/6-kmQ_FzNYQ/s1600-h/DSC08888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280820264668366114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk-DT4-BSI/AAAAAAAAASE/6-kmQ_FzNYQ/s320/DSC08888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Bi in car heading to prom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93q7VeeI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KbqyK--EIuM/s1600-h/DSC08891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280820064693877218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93q7VeeI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KbqyK--EIuM/s320/DSC08891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk935qqiNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/HQRs-cVc_BA/s1600-h/DSC08890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280820068650485970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk935qqiNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/HQRs-cVc_BA/s320/DSC08890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Sei Dong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93Sv30JI/AAAAAAAAARs/rg6ntzvFbMw/s1600-h/DSC08893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280820058203345042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93Sv30JI/AAAAAAAAARs/rg6ntzvFbMw/s320/DSC08893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me. Kar Mun. Sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93I6oiqI/AAAAAAAAARk/0ZHFflc8hv0/s1600-h/DSC08895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280820055564126882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93I6oiqI/AAAAAAAAARk/0ZHFflc8hv0/s320/DSC08895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love him. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93KckecI/AAAAAAAAARc/zPDsrS7GH-I/s1600-h/DSC08897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280820055974902210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk93KckecI/AAAAAAAAARc/zPDsrS7GH-I/s320/DSC08897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sei Dong. En Wan. Me. Mr Aru =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9V1Bmt0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/trZf3L8O1LY/s1600-h/DSC08911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280819483288975170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9V1Bmt0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/trZf3L8O1LY/s320/DSC08911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Bi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9Wlb2LfI/AAAAAAAAARU/mc-YYEFxBbM/s1600-h/DSC08900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280819496283942386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9Wlb2LfI/AAAAAAAAARU/mc-YYEFxBbM/s320/DSC08900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sis. Yip Siong *so call poor man*. Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9WhaTkQI/AAAAAAAAARM/iVsDo3dttoA/s1600-h/DSC08906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280819495203737858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9WhaTkQI/AAAAAAAAARM/iVsDo3dttoA/s320/DSC08906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9WSPBUiI/AAAAAAAAARE/RyrcX7uNcu8/s1600-h/DSC08909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280819491129872930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9WSPBUiI/AAAAAAAAARE/RyrcX7uNcu8/s320/DSC08909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea. *my long lost bestfren*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9WF4IQaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q7nJNMPom34/s1600-h/DSC08910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280819487812632994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk9WF4IQaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q7nJNMPom34/s320/DSC08910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hon Yee. *some1's cousin* Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8waVqYGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kmhjvTyzxj0/s1600-h/DSC08914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280818840470184034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8waVqYGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kmhjvTyzxj0/s320/DSC08914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mei Ni. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8wMVZ1cI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_49qIw_sX1g/s1600-h/DSC08915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280818836711003586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8wMVZ1cI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_49qIw_sX1g/s320/DSC08915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chun Tian. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8wVGKujI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Cnolzo2dajg/s1600-h/DSC08912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280818839063018034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8wVGKujI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Cnolzo2dajg/s320/DSC08912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L.Me. Hui Sin *my darling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8wABB-WI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d0u1jJoM7mg/s1600-h/DSC08917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280818833404328290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8wABB-WI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d0u1jJoM7mg/s320/DSC08917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edmund Dai Lou. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8v7yNlTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Ug_Ypxupmu4/s1600-h/DSC08920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280818832268432690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk8v7yNlTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Ug_Ypxupmu4/s320/DSC08920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sei Dong and Sei Ah Gong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk4zUQBdxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1yVFw9zd2z0/s1600-h/DSC08921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280814492329015058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk4zUQBdxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1yVFw9zd2z0/s320/DSC08921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WEI LIP. *sei ah gong.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk4j_2p9iI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TzsZ0w_9ooQ/s1600-h/DSC08924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280814229155870242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk4j_2p9iI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TzsZ0w_9ooQ/s320/DSC08924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suzuki. Student Counsil President. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk4YPqjcSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zeweVO8Rv1c/s1600-h/DSC08931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280814027241648418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk4YPqjcSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zeweVO8Rv1c/s320/DSC08931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk30pYQZXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HEUA-yZS0EI/s1600-h/DSC08933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280813415668934002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk30pYQZXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HEUA-yZS0EI/s320/DSC08933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mun. L. Me *love them soooo much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3kyvTrbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DzO6RgPnMm8/s1600-h/DSC08943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280813143303630258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3kyvTrbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DzO6RgPnMm8/s320/DSC08943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *SMILE*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3bTOiPUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8IrPkgqQYV4/s1600-h/DSC08944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280812980225850690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3bTOiPUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8IrPkgqQYV4/s320/DSC08944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3RL0nHUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7gZN4vEvYkE/s1600-h/DSC08946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280812806439378242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3RL0nHUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7gZN4vEvYkE/s320/DSC08946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; L, Me, Sis. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3H-UqMhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5_wK8m6f7xY/s1600-h/DSC08947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280812648196878866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk3H-UqMhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5_wK8m6f7xY/s320/DSC08947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mun Hong. =D The multimedia director. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2tRORkKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gjaIQNS7nDU/s1600-h/DSC08951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280812189413904546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2tRORkKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gjaIQNS7nDU/s320/DSC08951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby made the heart. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2ijac6kI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rWWyeUqSAoY/s1600-h/DSC08956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280812005318257218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2ijac6kI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rWWyeUqSAoY/s320/DSC08956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dont you think the scenery look so beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2b2ZSXhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TgcPi7O7IDc/s1600-h/DSC08959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280811890154561042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2b2ZSXhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TgcPi7O7IDc/s320/DSC08959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 Lovely Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2UbZD_uI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rgTk570zdyY/s1600-h/DSC08986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280811762646777570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk2UbZD_uI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rgTk570zdyY/s320/DSC08986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Him. Acting. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe7pjh1xiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nhUCu-HhaWg/s1600-h/DSC08990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280395410701403682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe7pjh1xiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nhUCu-HhaWg/s320/DSC08990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the PROM KING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe6BMXO9_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/7CswimZa6Sk/s1600-h/DSC08991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280393617776506866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe6BMXO9_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/7CswimZa6Sk/s320/DSC08991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mun, Me, Bi. Kyean, Sab ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5r5SQOGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Z3rgp0vMNYU/s1600-h/DSC08992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280393251878090850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5r5SQOGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Z3rgp0vMNYU/s320/DSC08992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siew Bing. Haha. *i tink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5iC565dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/arZ0iKby_zo/s1600-h/DSC08994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280393082661692882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5iC565dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/arZ0iKby_zo/s320/DSC08994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two lovely couples. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5SEID-aI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MTsgrCHRpEU/s1600-h/DSC08997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392808111536546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5SEID-aI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MTsgrCHRpEU/s320/DSC08997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby borrowed her for this picture. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5CtVzsDI/AAAAAAAAAME/RRWXvvKin_o/s1600-h/DSC08998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392544297136178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe5CtVzsDI/AAAAAAAAAME/RRWXvvKin_o/s320/DSC08998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan. I borrowed him for this picture. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe4x-aQe-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/K-rMEJgVwIY/s1600-h/DSC08999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392256821427170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe4x-aQe-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/K-rMEJgVwIY/s320/DSC08999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhore. @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe4iJclznI/AAAAAAAAAL0/c6glUHEtGq0/s1600-h/DSC09012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280391984906096242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe4iJclznI/AAAAAAAAAL0/c6glUHEtGq0/s320/DSC09012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flower made by him. FOR ME. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe35Evnp0I/AAAAAAAAALs/yRoK4sQalLE/s1600-h/DSC09013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280391279269095234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe35Evnp0I/AAAAAAAAALs/yRoK4sQalLE/s320/DSC09013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spec invented by Lim Jiy Ni de NeNe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3uUB-JII/AAAAAAAAALk/dWbSUFE_qGE/s1600-h/DSC09021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280391094394037378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3uUB-JII/AAAAAAAAALk/dWbSUFE_qGE/s320/DSC09021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pui Ching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3kB7uhOI/AAAAAAAAALc/m5IoN8ARKaQ/s1600-h/DSC09024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280390917737317602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3kB7uhOI/AAAAAAAAALc/m5IoN8ARKaQ/s320/DSC09024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A dance with my beloved. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3XDaffWI/AAAAAAAAALU/vSv66bh7yvk/s1600-h/DSC09027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280390694796492130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3XDaffWI/AAAAAAAAALU/vSv66bh7yvk/s320/DSC09027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont you just love him?? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3IYbX8ZI/AAAAAAAAALM/LyjYEZevMDE/s1600-h/DSC09029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280390442739298706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe3IYbX8ZI/AAAAAAAAALM/LyjYEZevMDE/s320/DSC09029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last dance with En.Wan. Muahaha. We're so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe25g2feqI/AAAAAAAAALE/4K1QwX0sitQ/s1600-h/DSC09035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280390187302484642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe25g2feqI/AAAAAAAAALE/4K1QwX0sitQ/s320/DSC09035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last pic with sister. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe2w__FGwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/NaMXwmmrV0M/s1600-h/DSC09043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280390041041181442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUe2w__FGwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/NaMXwmmrV0M/s320/DSC09043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last picture with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-6388865063026148949?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6388865063026148949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=6388865063026148949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6388865063026148949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6388865063026148949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-at-sg-prom.html' title='A Night at SG Prom'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUk-DT4-BSI/AAAAAAAAASE/6-kmQ_FzNYQ/s72-c/DSC08888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-6526755039983709100</id><published>2008-12-13T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:16:34.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m sorry'/><title type='text'>Too Afraid To Know..</title><content type='html'>Baby is still sleeping. I woke earlier and had my breakfast d. I planned to go back to sleep. But once i got my eyes closed, I rememberred what my mom said to me last night. She called back from Aussie. Letting me know that she will be back tonight at 9pm. And she even told me that i will love to study in Aussie. I got annoyed and just wasnt in the mood to talk. She remind me that i will be leaving in no time. I dont know if i will love to study there, but i definately know how much I dont want to go. I am so afraid to know that it's so soon. I have one month and 10 days. And JUST 1 MONTH and 10 DAYS!! I dont know am I having my pms soon or not. But i know i am super moody now.  I wish i could stop the time. I wanna stop everything here. I am enjoying every moment i have now with baby and my long lost bestfren. It just feel so goood to be with them. I dont know how i can manage my life there in Aussie alone. I didnt know why the hell i made the decision to go. I reli didnt know why. But it's just too late to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pictures for prom will be coming up next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;, I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ve you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;alw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-6526755039983709100?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6526755039983709100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=6526755039983709100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6526755039983709100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6526755039983709100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/too-afraid-to-know.html' title='Too Afraid To Know..'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-6016253958509342703</id><published>2008-12-12T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:28:00.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lurves~'/><title type='text'>Busy!! Busy!! Busy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIp72Sy6LI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fxxlscNY2yk/s1600-h/DSC02702.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am going to start off with what happened yesterday. Yesterday afternoon I went out shopping with Kar Mun and Soon Yang. At 4, L meet up with us. And KM went for manicure in Sungei Wang. We waited for her for almost one hour (or maybe more). So me and baby camwhore and tell jokes to humour each another. Once KM is done, we went to Pavilion. We went for food at Ichiban Boshi. And something interesting came out when we were eating. An English lady came up and told me that I look extremely gorgeous. And suggested that I should go for modeling. I was delighted to hear that. Haha. Soon Yang and KM kept teasing me after that. Km said that I should go for ‘Broom Hair Modeling’@@ She is totally insane. Soon Yang said that the lady wasn’t wearing her specs, therefore she cant see properly. YOU GUYS ARE JUST JEALOUS!! Haha. We headed to La Zenza after that and bought Carmen her b’day present. (I hope she like it. It’’s cute thou). At 7, we headed to La Bodega to celebrate her b’day. Baby went with me too. I am happy he did sacrifice his time for me. ^^ I love him much. =D The party ended at La Bodega at 10. And so, we headed for a drink in Lecka-Lecka oppostite Pavilion. And they shi-sha-ed. Hahaha. My sister’s mother came to pick us up at only 12. Baby was soooo tired (so am I) that he fell asleep on the chair. @@ I had the best day with him. And not forgetting 11.12.2008 is our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8th Month Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. I Love you Baby!! Pictures of us yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827821395011762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIp72Sy6LI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fxxlscNY2yk/s320/DSC02702.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He wanted to cover his face with my bag. But he is too slow. Hahaha. (Baby, I am laughing at you.) =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIp2XJMiSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zgFjwk0jPss/s1600-h/DSC02703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827727133903138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIp2XJMiSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zgFjwk0jPss/s320/DSC02703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camwhore a bit with my nails. But can't see properly de.@@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpyAxNcrI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vy8VGsg47no/s1600-h/DSC02706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827652408242866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpyAxNcrI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vy8VGsg47no/s320/DSC02706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhoring with my dearest. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpsz1b54I/AAAAAAAAAKc/GhqSrRkslkE/s1600-h/DSC02710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827563036960642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpsz1b54I/AAAAAAAAAKc/GhqSrRkslkE/s320/DSC02710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby hung this teddy on my hair. IT'S PAIN! SMELLY BI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpoQj440I/AAAAAAAAAKU/etFPqEkdr4o/s1600-h/DSC02712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827484848644930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpoQj440I/AAAAAAAAAKU/etFPqEkdr4o/s320/DSC02712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby and Me with the white Christmas tree in Lot10. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpjVEiRjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zCPVERW4avQ/s1600-h/DSC02714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827400159970866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpjVEiRjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zCPVERW4avQ/s320/DSC02714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is taken by some1 oily. I think she is having Parkinson's disease. That's why it's blur. Haha. I guess you guys know who took this picture. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpfnmolRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/F-TKtE8PEYM/s1600-h/DSC02715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827336415352082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpfnmolRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/F-TKtE8PEYM/s320/DSC02715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is better. By SY. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The following pictures will be super ugly because we used flashlight. It's in La Bodega. Carmen's Party. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpTlLZEnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SuC80GYhkwU/s1600-h/DSC02722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827129605788274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpTlLZEnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SuC80GYhkwU/s320/DSC02722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpN2mxQiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/v14JJCSSW64/s1600-h/DSC02724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827031204807202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpN2mxQiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/v14JJCSSW64/s320/DSC02724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya, she is the Parkinson's disease gal. =D She wan to kiss me. She said my lips are very tempting. Hahaha. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpITKdoZI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Kv_Y9Mz711A/s1600-h/DSC02735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826935791493522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpITKdoZI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Kv_Y9Mz711A/s320/DSC02735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We suck. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpDev4BkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PHKHe7qQylo/s1600-h/DSC02733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826853001856578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIpDev4BkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PHKHe7qQylo/s320/DSC02733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the funniest guy on earth. And he is a very good fren. =D We added salt in his drink. But he didn't notice. He is soooo funny. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIo6xYNDhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3wjWewnNpAc/s1600-h/DSC09775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826703384022546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIo6xYNDhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3wjWewnNpAc/s320/DSC09775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Baby in Lecka-Lecka. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Baby, Happy 8th Month Anniversary!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for today. Baby need to collect his suit from Weng. So he wanted me to accompany him. He woke me at 8.30. @@ And we went out at 9. We went to Weng’s house to collect the shirt and went for breakfast. Baby wanted to bring me for porridge, but it’s too early. The stall Is not open yet. Then, he decided to go for ‘Pan Mee’. NOT OPEN TOO!! So we’re forced to go Steven corner to eat. ^^ Baby had been spending lots of time with me. ^^ I am happy he did so. And he even mentioned that we seems like staying together. Because we went back late yesterday and in the morning we already get to meet each another. And have our breakfast together. Baby sent me home and he went home too. ^^ And the good news is, I AM GOING TO MEET HIM AGAIN TONIGHT!!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIow2LXSaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jv_E64w4NQQ/s1600-h/DSC02753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826532873652642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIow2LXSaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jv_E64w4NQQ/s320/DSC02753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at his food. He is sooo fat. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIospY9oTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZW1fmP5h56E/s1600-h/DSC02757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826460721553714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIospY9oTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZW1fmP5h56E/s320/DSC02757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he ordered more for himself. Such a &lt;em&gt;wai sek mao&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. I ate too. BUT not as much as my piggy. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIonDAx7fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4a2gOVWKUGc/s1600-h/DSC02761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826364520230386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIonDAx7fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4a2gOVWKUGc/s320/DSC02761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at this. It's playboy. Haha. But ciplak de. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIohsEK_-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/rDzI76eWz9I/s1600-h/DSC02762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826272461094882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIohsEK_-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/rDzI76eWz9I/s320/DSC02762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coincidently, baby wore his playboy shirt too. Haha. We're so&lt;em&gt; ngam&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me, my sister and Km is getting ready for prom. I just finished my makeup, It’s KM turn. We hired a lenglui make up artist to dress us up. ^^ More pictures will be coming up tonight. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE BYE!! (by: Parkinson's disease gal. KM)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-6016253958509342703?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6016253958509342703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=6016253958509342703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6016253958509342703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6016253958509342703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-going-to-start-off-with-what.html' title='Busy!! Busy!! Busy!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUIp72Sy6LI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fxxlscNY2yk/s72-c/DSC02702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-5645678131363562720</id><published>2008-12-10T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:09:26.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired-ness..'/><title type='text'>Visit L at Work!!</title><content type='html'>I woke at 2pm today. My baby woke me up. He called me at almost 2. Ate a bowl or cereals. And 2.30pm my sister's mother called. And she wanted some help from me. She took us to the new house and started cleaning, polish and everything that we can do. She is in a rush to move it, therefore more ppl she is needed to help her. I was kind thou. =D We worked from 2.30pm straight up to 8.30pm, WITHOUT FOOD OR DRINKS!! I almost die of hunger. I love eating so much. I just can't live without food. @@ In the evening, baby msg-ed me. He said that his mother invited me to her pub. Today is her pub's anniversary. So he was hoping i could go. But the problem is, it's already so late. I am not prepared at all. Besides, I am not done with my sister's new house. AND I HAVEN TAKEN MY DINNER!! He suggested that I could go to his pub for dinner. But i thought it was troublesome. I am not dressed and just look so messy. So i told him I dont wana go. And he was pissed at me. I knew he wanted me to be there so badly. I went for dinner with my sister and family first. And so i thought of dropping by awhile (but not letting him know first. suprise ma). We went home and changed, and her mother fetch us out again. Baby was suprised by my presence. =D Hehe. I could see his cheeky face. I am happy to see him happy. As long as he is happy, I am willing to sacrifice (besides having an affair). =D His mother was very very friendly too. She gave me a seat and ordered drinks for us. ^^ She was very kind as always. ^^ She was in kimono. She look good in it. I took some pictures with her too. ^^ She is a lovely person. ^^ My baby is too. ^^ It's gene's i guessed. Hahaha. ^^ Too much of flattering. @@ Baby was busy working in the bar tender. He look so good when he is serious. ^^ In the same time flirty. Hehe. I just love this fat pig so so much. ^^ I actually captured a picture of him working. ^^ Before we left, baby went outside to camwhore with me. ^^ Love him sooooo much. =D Will be waiting for him to come home tonight. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUAR6l6r4KI/AAAAAAAAAI0/q0IceGlVeL0/s1600-h/DSC08812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278238461586563234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUAR6l6r4KI/AAAAAAAAAI0/q0IceGlVeL0/s320/DSC08812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of me and my sister in the pub, waiting for toilet. Haha. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUARp0Y5YpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4HklCP5d7Fc/s1600-h/DSC08815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278238173413597842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUARp0Y5YpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4HklCP5d7Fc/s320/DSC08815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I totally agree this picture is a disaster. So blur. But still, &lt;em&gt;I Love Him. ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUARhmLPrwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uBQe_ZDLBNU/s1600-h/DSC08820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278238032159289090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUARhmLPrwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uBQe_ZDLBNU/s320/DSC08820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture of his mom and me. ^^ Dont she look pwetti in kimono. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUARXAEXJfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Es4_4je5LWw/s1600-h/DSC08823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278237850131178994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUARXAEXJfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Es4_4je5LWw/s320/DSC08823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby and me. I edited this picture. @@ Because he said I have elephant thigh. I dont want to reveal it. @@ Baby let's bcom fat piggy together. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUAROT_Wr_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/U3smT1soKUU/s1600-h/DSC08824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278237700860063730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUAROT_Wr_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/U3smT1soKUU/s320/DSC08824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last picture before I go home. Love you baby. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will see you tomorrow my baby. With love, LP. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-5645678131363562720?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5645678131363562720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=5645678131363562720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5645678131363562720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/5645678131363562720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/visit-l-at-work.html' title='Visit L at Work!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SUAR6l6r4KI/AAAAAAAAAI0/q0IceGlVeL0/s72-c/DSC08812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-7765218488123574782</id><published>2008-12-09T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:57:45.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=D'/><title type='text'>Outing Without L</title><content type='html'>I promised to met up with my cousin sister today to get my nails polished. But I didn't want to go out alone, so I suggested that my sister followed me. We were planned to go out at 4. Unfortunately no taxi available, besides it is raining heavily outside. So we decided that we call the driver to fetch us to Sungei Wang. Meanwhile, i camwhore a little. =D We were there at sharp 5. Waited for my cousin sister to finish her work, so she could do my nails for me. We walked around and my sister bought a shoe for prom night. Baby is at home dota-ing. Guys love to play comp games a lot. I dont mean all. But most. It's okay for today, besides we have been argueing a lot about dota-ing. Maybe I should really keep an eye open, and another eye close. BUT that doesn't mean I dont curse the person who introduce this game to my boy. Hehe. ^^ I hope my curse works. *joke* ^^ Me and my sister went for an ice cream at McD and we went to Pavilion. I wanted to get a watch, the sales person told me that Pavilion might have it. BUT SHE WAS WRONG!! Went there for no reason. @@ Made us walked a long distance. Before we left to Sungei Wang again, we stop by to visit Andrea. And i forced her to wear her santa hat and forced her to take a picture with me. =D We rushed back to Sungei Wang, and got my nails done. It's pretty long. They made extension to my nails. ^^ Anyway, babi Chen's mom fetch us home. We did drop by at &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;ta pao&lt;/em&gt; food too. ^^ Here are some pictures. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6bD3v7k5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/M3MfSPZ6ikw/s1600-h/DSC08761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277826304131699602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6bD3v7k5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/M3MfSPZ6ikw/s320/DSC08761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camwhoring. ^^ Guess who am I talking to on phone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6aWvOvReI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8vfRYLGwiXY/s1600-h/DSC08759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277825528750884322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6aWvOvReI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8vfRYLGwiXY/s320/DSC08759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup!! I am talking to my baby pig. He is so &lt;em&gt;dai sek&lt;/em&gt;. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6aNoSTocI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VwgTl8qxxa8/s1600-h/1_485867431l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277825372267979202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6aNoSTocI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VwgTl8qxxa8/s320/1_485867431l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; sis at McD. I wanted chocolalte flavour twist, but only strawberry twist is available. It's not fair. I always wanted to eat Choc Twist. I miss it. @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6Z-9py-QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tzfh2k32XrQ/s1600-h/DSC08779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277825120305608962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6Z-9py-QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tzfh2k32XrQ/s320/DSC08779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhore when my sis is busy trying on her shoes. =D say *cheese*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6Z3Yuh3vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/OQay71YowWE/s1600-h/DSC08786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277824990134263538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6Z3Yuh3vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/OQay71YowWE/s320/DSC08786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking at some stuff. Not interesting. Acc. I was trying to see if there's scarf that the babi wanted. That scarf damn diff to find de. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6Zt0NLkQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/rsE-g_Mlwpg/s1600-h/1_565681852l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277824825711890690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6Zt0NLkQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/rsE-g_Mlwpg/s320/1_565681852l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With sis ar Forever21. Bought a tode bag at only RM9. ^^ Actually I dunno why i bought it. I bought Roxy tode bag too. But I dont seem to know how to use it. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6VsQm-FII/AAAAAAAAAG8/QQumSswWnso/s1600-h/DSC08790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277820400930002050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6VsQm-FII/AAAAAAAAAG8/QQumSswWnso/s320/DSC08790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I visited my long lost bestfren who is currently busy working in Tony Rommas'. I hope I brighten her day. Haha. I guess not. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6VBsNNzxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TANxt4O5fKY/s1600-h/DSC08795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277819669603798802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6VBsNNzxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TANxt4O5fKY/s320/DSC08795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back to Sungei for manicure. Black shirt that gal is my cousin sister. And the other lady is her boss, which is also my mom's friend. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6T8N0SxOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vGp3uY9gz28/s1600-h/DSC08802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277818476035228898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6T8N0SxOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vGp3uY9gz28/s320/DSC08802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After I dunno how long. My nails are finally done. And honestly, I can't even go to the toilet. (Because I couldn't open my pants buttons *'.'*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And that's it for today. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby pig, I promise to wait you back tonight. Promise I wont fall asleep like last night. Haha. Sorry. =D Love you always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lo&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-7765218488123574782?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7765218488123574782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=7765218488123574782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7765218488123574782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7765218488123574782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/outing-without-l.html' title='Outing Without L'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/ST6bD3v7k5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/M3MfSPZ6ikw/s72-c/DSC08761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-7645028664719770063</id><published>2008-12-06T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:01:19.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=('/><title type='text'>Bored to DEATH!!!</title><content type='html'>Phoong Kar Mun suprised me today. @@ She came to my house and bought me some food. ^^ It's my favourite food. &lt;em&gt;Xiao Long Bao&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;piggy bao&lt;/em&gt; from Dragon-i. =D Happy ^^ But still, I AM BORED!! I stayed home the whole day. I got nothing better to do besides day dreaming, eating and watching movies. It seems that I am repeating the things I did everyday. It's so bored. I want to go out!! I wanna grab some fresh air!! *GOSH* All this happens because... I refuse to go to Sabah with my mother. I refuse to go Australia with my mother. And because I refuse to look for a job. I refuse all of those amazing offers by my mother because I want to spend more time in KL, with my friends, and you (L). But I didn't know that I made the wrong decision. Every1 is on vacation, JiaQi went to Jakarta, Mei Yee went to Japan (for the 2 weeks school exchange programme), Chen Teng went back to hometown, Kar Mun just came back from Aussie (she is still busy with her family issues) and L is only allowed to go out once a week. Besides, he is working. It will be real torture if I ask him out always. @@ *sigh* I guess I made the wrong choice. I should have left to Aussie, or at least find a job. I want a job so badly. At least I have something to do, rather than staying up all night, waiting for him to come home, and just grow fungus. I told him how bored I was, and I was in tears. I really hate it. You know the feeling is like soooooo lonely. I love crowd a lot. For at least, i dont have to be alone. Besides, I swear i will gain weight. I have been eating. Once i am bored, i feel hungry. I ate so much today. And i ate fattening food like cheeeeeese. @@ Chips. Bao. And many more to go. *tears* This holiday is not what i imagined i would have. What a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;L, I didn't blame you that you can't accompany me. I am just a little disappointed because I put a lot of hopes on this holiday. I thought that we could spend plenty of time together this holiday. I really did left million hopes in it. But it turn out all wrong. We didnt spend time together to the max. I knew you made your effort. But truly, I wasn't happy at all. I told you quite a lot of times which position you're standing in. I know you understand. But i just can't help mumbling it into your ears. I just felt so uncomfortable knowing that I could only meet you once a week and that school is reopening so soon. And what does it signifes? I am pretty sure you know what i am talking about. I am just too afraid to think, how much time i have. I just couldn't. I am sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-7645028664719770063?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7645028664719770063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=7645028664719770063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7645028664719770063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/7645028664719770063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/bored-to-death.html' title='Bored to DEATH!!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-1468937515203906245</id><published>2008-12-05T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:01:05.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=D'/><title type='text'>Wee!! Exciting Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am freaking happy today. First of all because my idiotic chicken darling return back my new Roxy shirt and Roxy bag that I bought during Roxy sale. Besides, I finally got my contact lens. I don't have to wear specs out anymore. And I dont have to be insulted anymore. Thank god. And the happiest thing is, I was picked by one of the make up artist to be her model for the day. I finally know how hard is it to be a model. It's not simple. The way u needed to smile, the expression, the emotion. Everything takes in count. I find it so difficult to change my facial expression. You really need loads of practice to be a model like Amber Chia. The eye is the most important part. Basically the eye helps a lot in your expression. *gosh* And the last suprise was, KAR MUN IS BACK IN TOWN!! She told me that she will be back next Friday. But she called just now, stating that she is already on her way back home. She wanted to suprise me by coming over to my house. But she failed again. Such a failure. =D Anyway, things went out smoothly today. I was entertained. For at least I dont have to stay at home and grom fungus all over my body anymore. =D Here are some the pictures. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276333069042547730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlM-JjtfBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vVybapApbbs/s320/1_559323182l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the shirt I bought from Roxy. The black 1. =D My sister edited this picture. Not me. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlLR5ck2jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Dc-O2Kic5KU/s1600-h/DSC01283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331209291782706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlLR5ck2jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Dc-O2Kic5KU/s320/DSC01283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the warming up session. Haha. I wasn't even dressed up. I am wearing a normal tee. @@ And I wasn't suppose to look into the camera. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlLDEeVsEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MnLot09Jyd8/s1600-h/DSC01285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276330954553929794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlLDEeVsEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MnLot09Jyd8/s320/DSC01285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlKn23y7OI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MQlhjhHS6jc/s1600-h/DSC01290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276330487046139106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlKn23y7OI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MQlhjhHS6jc/s320/DSC01290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here comes the serious part. I look so.. Idiotic? I don't know. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlI2gNsReI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q-RRw6bYrH8/s1600-h/DSC01297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276328539638744546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlI2gNsReI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q-RRw6bYrH8/s320/DSC01297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of my favourite. This is random. I took it myself instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlHg3y-oFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tQwalBPZWpA/s1600-h/DSC01298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276327068500402258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlHg3y-oFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tQwalBPZWpA/s320/DSC01298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last picture before removing those thick powders on my face. ^^&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Practically, this whole make up took us for around 2 to 3 hours. One side of the eyes need about half an hour time. @@ My buttocks became pancake by the time we finished. It's interesting experience to have. =D And if you noticed, one side of the eye do not have the lower lashes. =D It was supposed to be like that. =D The final touch up is non of the above picture. The final touch up has diamond beside the eyes. I dont mean real diamond. (That is dumb enough). Overall, I enjoyed the whole thing. =D What a happy day i had. =D As for my baby, I didn't talk much with him today. Obviously I dont have the time. Sorry baby. Will wait for him to come home again tonight. I guess I will be sleeping at 4am again. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-1468937515203906245?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1468937515203906245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=1468937515203906245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1468937515203906245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1468937515203906245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/wee-exciting-day.html' title='Wee!! Exciting Day!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STlM-JjtfBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vVybapApbbs/s72-c/1_559323182l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-4601667211991455725</id><published>2008-12-04T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:27:03.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=D'/><title type='text'>Feeling GooooooD!!</title><content type='html'>Baby is working at this hour. ^^ The same old me is bored. @@ Today was awesome. I spent the whole day with my beloved. We watched 'Quarantine'. It was so so. I thought i would like this movie. But i was wrong. Instead, the piggy enjoyed the show. I kept falling asleep watching it. @@ We didn't do anything much today. But i did enjoyed it. It doesn't mean fully scheduled days are better than relaxing days. As long he is with me, I am happy enough. =D (I know it sounded kinda gross) We didn't capture much pictures today, so I have no pictures to share with. But I'm pretty sure plenty of pictures I will be uploading next week. *hmm* Can't wait till next week. My bestie is back. And prom night is around the corner. I hope it will be a wonderful night with L. A memorable night. =D I guess he will be very charming that night. Can you imagine him in tux?? Hehe. Let us imagine it together. A small head. Big smile. Big tummy. Short hands and legs. ^^ Hehe. Let me show you how i'd imagine us together. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276015808537786530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STgsbKE9eKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/E5cfowh5DRo/s320/cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don't you think we look so cute together?? Haha. I remembered i once drawn a picture of us together like that. Haha. I even made the picture out with a glass glue and glitered it. =D It's still with me until today. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;L just text me, stating he might be going on vacation. And this reminds me of something i always wished for. I wished that I could go on a vacation with him to a beach. I don't mean vacation as in somewhere really far. It can be Port Dickson (not my choice), Penang ( I am more familiar with) or maybe P.Langkawi ( Been there quite a lot of times). I just wish to spend the lovely day with him by the seaside. Because I love the beach a lot. Who doesn't? *chuckles* I wish, I wish, I wish! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276015447437931506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STgsGI4C8_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/LofUbApO7NQ/s320/2700,1172255300,1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-4601667211991455725?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4601667211991455725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=4601667211991455725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/4601667211991455725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/4601667211991455725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/feeling-gooooood.html' title='Feeling GooooooD!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STgsbKE9eKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/E5cfowh5DRo/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-1181711436520233521</id><published>2008-12-03T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:18:12.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poor L'/><title type='text'>Baby is SICK!!</title><content type='html'>My baby is not feeling well since yesterday. But he still made an effort to go out with me tomorrow. Dont you just love him?? Baby is going to sleep now. He is starting to feel sick again. I am playing some songs from my comp to make him sleep. Sweet dreams my baby. I know you tried very hard to make me happy. Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, today went shopping in Jusco with my sister and her mother. Today is J card member day. Lots of people. IT WAS CROWDED!! I almost die in there. Me and my sister went to starbucks for a drink and waited for her mother for almost 3 hours. And we actually lost her mother. Worst is my sister's phone no battery and I took the prepaid number out, instead of the post paid. Coincidently, my credit dried up this afternoon. How nice. @@ But at last we still spotted her in between of the crowd. No joke, it is full of people. The aircond seems useless. So warm. @@ We left Jusco at 11.30pm. Yes! We spent around 5 to 6 hours in Jusco. I bought a pendrive, and plenty of junk food. *hmmm* I dont have to worry for supper tonight. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired. @@ Gotta pen-off. Dont wanna have panda eyes tomorrow. Love L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-1181711436520233521?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1181711436520233521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=1181711436520233521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1181711436520233521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/1181711436520233521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-is-sick.html' title='Baby is SICK!!'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-3307317226873549549</id><published>2008-12-01T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:12:43.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about you.'/><title type='text'>All about L</title><content type='html'>Baby went out to work already. and my mom went to Sydney last Saturday. I am home alone. (@@) My mom's flight suppose to depart at 10.30pm. My sister's mother, Aunt Stephanie fetch us to the airport. So we headed to the airport around 7. Reached at 8 something. Checked in and we headed to McD for a drink. Once my mom left, we went home. That night was bored. Usually my mom would cook some desert or maybe supper for us around 12 midnight. But for that night, I was alone. At sharp 1, my mom called and told me that her flight was delayed. The second day when she reached Aussie, she called again. And told me that the flight depart at 2 midnight. Can you imagine it? Delayed for almost 4 hours. Lol. But lucky that she landed safely. She will be back aftter 2 weeks. @@ Meanwhile, I will have to stay home and do my own things. I skype-d with L for almost 2 days 2 night. And I actually captured a lot of his pictures. *shhhh* don't let him know. =D But I am going to show a few only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STPj_7bbs_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/AcwF3u9u3AM/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+48.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274810276005000178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STPj_7bbs_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/AcwF3u9u3AM/s320/Video+call+snapshot+48.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is busy playing with his psp. Dont you think the sunlight is so beautiful??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STPjiK3FLjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/q1iNDcR0T7Y/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+80.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274809764751420978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STPjiK3FLjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/q1iNDcR0T7Y/s320/Video+call+snapshot+80.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture before he went out to work. I love how he wear today. So smart looking. For once I praise you my baby. He do really look so cute.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some funny conversations too. But I dont want to upload it in my blog. Read is at his blog. &lt;a href="http://www.thecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thecks.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-3307317226873549549?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3307317226873549549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=3307317226873549549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3307317226873549549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3307317226873549549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-about-l.html' title='All about L'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/STPj_7bbs_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/AcwF3u9u3AM/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+48.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-3902290133018466426</id><published>2008-11-27T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T05:16:30.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing with L'/><title type='text'>Disaster Day??</title><content type='html'>Today's outing was, a failure?? Actually it's not that bad. Just that there's some conflic going round us. We went out to sunway. And i wanted to ice-skate so badly. I was very happy the previous night knowing that today I will get to ice-skate. I got ready almost everything. I brought mini towels, water and socks. I was well prepared. But when we reached there, L said that there were too many people and he didn't want to skate with me. Of course, I was pissed at him. So.. He decided that maybe we could go for a movie. By then I was already not in mood. No skating! No movies! I really didn't want to go for movies or shopping. We travelled a long way there and I was expecting to do something that we don't have at KL. I dont want movies, shopping and eating only. We can even do that at Pavilion. Why should we wasted those money there doing the same thing. So.. we went to Dragon-i for lunch, walk around and went home. Yes! Went home right away. I was mad at him and we kinda argued and went back to my house. We wasted RM60 for transport. What a waste. @@ When we were argueing, I actually said something indecent. I dont mean it, but i truly was mad. I should appologize to L here. Sorry baby. So... We were quiet throughout the journey back to my house. I was in tears and he is sleeping like a pig. @@ Made me even more angry. But when he hold my hands, some of my anger seems to just disappear. I became better when he actually hugged me. So by the time we're home, I am fine already. We hang around in my house for awhile and he headed home. I guess he should be home by now. Nth else.. Let me share with you some of the food we ate at Dragon-i and some random pictures of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6PL-AvGDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rznwH_Wq19c/s1600-h/DSC02663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273309649484847154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6PL-AvGDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rznwH_Wq19c/s320/DSC02663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tit-bits. L loves this a lot and obviously he is trying to steal while i am capturing this picture. He truly is a 'wai sek G'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6O-KLqnOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TrIfHJCpSHY/s1600-h/DSC02667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273309412233747682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6O-KLqnOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TrIfHJCpSHY/s320/DSC02667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our main course. I ate at home already. So we shared. It's&lt;em&gt; niu rou la mian&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6O1boO3nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Oh_s6LiVFKw/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273309262298144370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6O1boO3nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Oh_s6LiVFKw/s320/DSC02668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my porpotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Oojp_RSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Yb_B6cq_xWc/s1600-h/DSC02670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273309041114694946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Oojp_RSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Yb_B6cq_xWc/s320/DSC02670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is his portion. Haha. He is a fat boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6OZPdY5JI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uv9oAAteaKU/s1600-h/DSC02671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308777995101330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6OZPdY5JI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uv9oAAteaKU/s320/DSC02671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Busy eating his noodles. *hmm*hmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6OAHUi66I/AAAAAAAAAEU/_iVLzVTlsU4/s1600-h/DSC02672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308346313796514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6OAHUi66I/AAAAAAAAAEU/_iVLzVTlsU4/s320/DSC02672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my favourite. &lt;em&gt;Xiao Long Bao. &lt;/em&gt;The outer most layer skin is very very thin. And inside of it is the meat mix with i don't know what. It's very juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273308192921739730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6N3L5B4dI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sdbuez9F6Rc/s320/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We ordered 2 ??? Haha. I don't know 2 what. 2 &lt;em&gt;loong&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Nr7bCFdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FLH710p5THs/s1600-h/DSC02674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273307999522395602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Nr7bCFdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FLH710p5THs/s320/DSC02674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont they just look so delicious. I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me show you how you eat it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Nl1lV7RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/SkRY6BTCCTA/s1600-h/DSC02675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273307894875811090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Nl1lV7RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/SkRY6BTCCTA/s320/DSC02675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First, place it on your spoon carefully. Make sure the soup in these &lt;em&gt;bao&lt;/em&gt; dont spill out. Dont break the outer layer skin too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273307637725098946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6NW3n1c8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/pJu37NPsJbs/s320/DSC02677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next, bite a smile hole. Suck all the soup in. Haha. I wanted to show the soup. So i didn't drink the soup yet. It's really really delicious. And it's better if you consume it during it's hot. It taste a lot better. *hmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273307381198840690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6NH7_NY3I/AAAAAAAAADs/WqZn3C1bgXo/s320/DSC02680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Supposingly each person eat 4. But the stole the last 1 from me. He is showing me this &lt;em&gt;lc&lt;/em&gt; face. Big fat pig. Finish my &lt;em&gt;bao&lt;/em&gt; still so&lt;em&gt; lc&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. But he do look soooo cute here. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6M7zwn19I/AAAAAAAAADk/s5hJ03pG3UY/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273307172831746002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6M7zwn19I/AAAAAAAAADk/s5hJ03pG3UY/s320/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part is, he finish his drink and left this much for me. Baby, i am so touched. &gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Mr69ND4I/AAAAAAAAADc/sxDjghCkkzU/s1600-h/DSC02685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306899885657986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6Mr69ND4I/AAAAAAAAADc/sxDjghCkkzU/s320/DSC02685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Throughout the lunch, he kept starring at this baby. He said the baby is sooo cute. And the baby shows a grumpy face all the time. Her granny was carrying her. So i captured this picture when she wasn't aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6MfNtEFAI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ex1rJxi-pEA/s1600-h/DSC02690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306681579934722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6MfNtEFAI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ex1rJxi-pEA/s320/DSC02690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random picture. Walking to the toilet. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6MPFSn1qI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gtl_Yr0Z05I/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306404443641506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6MPFSn1qI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gtl_Yr0Z05I/s320/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry.. The picture is soo blur. I guess I have parkinson's disease. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6MAGkSYsI/AAAAAAAAADE/FE3JBFwMtUg/s1600-h/DSC02692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273306147088130754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6MAGkSYsI/AAAAAAAAADE/FE3JBFwMtUg/s320/DSC02692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a better picture. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the end of our Sunway trip. Boring. I know. But it's okay. I will force him to come again and this time I will kidnap him into the skating ring. I swear I will. =D Love you L.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-3902290133018466426?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3902290133018466426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=3902290133018466426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3902290133018466426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/3902290133018466426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/disaster-day.html' title='Disaster Day??'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SS6PL-AvGDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rznwH_Wq19c/s72-c/DSC02663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-6471621804223526822</id><published>2008-11-25T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:33:28.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Her</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking a lot this morning. And i found out that, I should actually start blogging earlier. Much much earlier. At least my bestie can update herself by reading my blog. It has been one year (almost) ever since you left to Aussie for studies. Throughout the year we have been keeping in touch. Maybe not as close as last time, but still, i cannot deny that no1 can ever replace you. I still remember when we used to hang out in Jusco after school. And we used to eat in the foodcourt. And ice cream in McD. You wanted to make me fat and ordered Extra Extra Large kon sundae for me. You are the worst person on earth. Haha. I dirtied my mouth, you didn't tell me. Many people are staring at me. (I tot i was attractive) But i was wrong. It's all your fault. So embarrassing. @@ We always argue whether to eat prawn ramen or spicy ramen. Haha. You are right. Prawn ramen taste a lot better. Haha. Owrh ya! Do you still remember when we were at McD. We act like we cant talk. Haha. The McD man asked us if we are &lt;em&gt;bisu. &lt;/em&gt;Haha. That was real funny. Have you ever notice. Those days will never come back again. We can never eat &lt;em&gt;roti canai&lt;/em&gt; together after school anymore. We can never play water at the back of the class during history lesson anymore. We can never walk to Jusco after school anymore. I love those days. Every Sunday i will be going over to your house to overnight. And we will be playing with Money Boy. On9. Watching movies. Cycling. Eating. It's really fun. Long story. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272814476092662834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzM1FYKZDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kt8ZWZf_Syo/s320/1_230582041l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of the oldest photo i have in my new laptop. Sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzMOi5I0fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z81ejlYFlPg/s1600-h/1_253157087l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272813814000701938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzMOi5I0fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z81ejlYFlPg/s320/1_253157087l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before going to Carmen's b'day party. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzLqvn6qPI/AAAAAAAAACs/l6n65K0dAVY/s1600-h/1_893786744l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272813198942841074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzLqvn6qPI/AAAAAAAAACs/l6n65K0dAVY/s320/1_893786744l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Carmen's party. Enjoyin the food. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzLeXUcAGI/AAAAAAAAACk/E3OJpvcdRAA/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272812986260258914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzLeXUcAGI/AAAAAAAAACk/E3OJpvcdRAA/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are not doing the V pose. Lol. We are just trying to show our ring. She bought it for me during the last christmas. I love it darl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzLIZEDuKI/AAAAAAAAACc/NbwpGj2bhvY/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272812608771307682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzLIZEDuKI/AAAAAAAAACc/NbwpGj2bhvY/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Langkawi Beach. *camwhoring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzK07_rdxI/AAAAAAAAACU/-gNtYNvyvf0/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272812274550798098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzK07_rdxI/AAAAAAAAACU/-gNtYNvyvf0/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love this picture. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzKm3OkhrI/AAAAAAAAACM/n-UsNyYoAn4/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272812032752912050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzKm3OkhrI/AAAAAAAAACM/n-UsNyYoAn4/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning in Langkawi. Just woke up. Gud morning hun. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzJ2oZJDtI/AAAAAAAAACE/4LbprgIipyw/s1600-h/DSC01563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272811204136996562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzJ2oZJDtI/AAAAAAAAACE/4LbprgIipyw/s320/DSC01563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the picture taken during your last visit back at M'sia. Ugly picture. Haha. But i did enjoy going to Sunway that day. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Darling. I miss you. ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-6471621804223526822?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6471621804223526822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=6471621804223526822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6471621804223526822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6471621804223526822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-her.html' title='I Miss Her'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSzM1FYKZDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kt8ZWZf_Syo/s72-c/1_230582041l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-8527518116291254021</id><published>2008-11-25T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:56:08.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing him..'/><title type='text'>Lonely Night, Without L</title><content type='html'>I am super boring now. My beloved went out to work. It's my fault. I wanted him to make more money so we could hang out more often. I didn't mean to burden him. It's just that i wish we could spend more precious time together before I actually leave. Yes. I am leaving to Aussie for studies. Depressing huh? I guess most people knew about it already. I miss him so badly now. He is busy working and I am just sitting right here doing nothing but blogging and movies. Not forgetting, waiting for his message. I want to stay up all night waiting for him to be back from work. But he didn't agree to it. I guess he wont be back before 2. I really do not enjoy nights without him. Without skype-ing him. And the fact that, there's no sweet talk for tonight. He would pampered me to sleep every single damn night. He dont sing like Aaron Carter or maybe Justin Timberlake. But to me, the songs he sang every night is the best. The most amazing voice. Ever. Let me share with you some of our pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272652269008059922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSw5TY5h_hI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ra7emPjJmwQ/s320/private_1_d18f8d4df3c279b3052b80f6b4cdda5fc4a9cdbfa6a2cba8ddcf85266b1d8fbbl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272649964504759986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSw3NP9IPrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5GaMNNbBero/s320/love2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;His collections. *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272647619190467682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSw1Eu-oLGI/AAAAAAAAABs/3tkHkyl94vk/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some of my collections on him. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272644980083286658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSwyrHicYoI/AAAAAAAAABk/uqEEJndcNjc/s320/DSC02520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*Brush*Brush*Brush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272636099938860482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSwqmObBvcI/AAAAAAAAABc/dLXAKyqBJSo/s320/DSC02380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He said the crab is cute. Is very very small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272633997111289058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSwor0x3ZOI/AAAAAAAAABM/4jwU1sAycgY/s320/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At the C Club. Heart him lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272630682576563602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSwlq5LNLZI/AAAAAAAAABE/NqpdBOjfOw4/s320/1_455250183l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The sweetest moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272629387886358882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSwkfiFAcWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uh6C1hT8468/s320/1_275476372l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of my favourite collections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda sleepy already. But I want him back home before I go to bed. Will upload more pictures during the party soon. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-8527518116291254021?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8527518116291254021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=8527518116291254021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/8527518116291254021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/8527518116291254021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/lonely-night-without-l.html' title='Lonely Night, Without L'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSw5TY5h_hI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ra7emPjJmwQ/s72-c/private_1_d18f8d4df3c279b3052b80f6b4cdda5fc4a9cdbfa6a2cba8ddcf85266b1d8fbbl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096177410534393821.post-6727702538797748048</id><published>2008-11-24T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:20:18.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random =D'/><title type='text'>1st POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Practically this is the first time I am blogging. I am not a big fan for blogging. Super lazy to talk about what had happened. Under certain reasons, I am asked (forced) to blog by a special some1. THE FEI G L. =D Since he made me blog, I will blog about him first. What a lucky guy... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272256553609354306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSrRZuKcXEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NxU9byUX5jg/s320/DSC02497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He is lovely. Isn't he??^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                .&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                . &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                . &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                .&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                .   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had nothing better to do today. So I decided to bling my phone with the crystals I bought yesterday at MV with my sister. It's not very nice. I am such a lousy bling-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272255886550763890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSrQy5LSCXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1X1JSFP6E6c/s320/24112008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;I hope you can see clearly. I used a super lousy camera phone to capture this picture. There goes our name on my phone. &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ML&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Basically it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mandy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leslie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;I manage to bling only the back part of the phone. I bought only one back of those pearls. Because there's only one pack left. It took me hours to complete the whole phone. (Actually only the back of the phone.) It's kinda messy. @@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: Fei G L, I have your name on my phone now. You better have my name on your phone too. And i blog because of you too. LMM. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7096177410534393821-6727702538797748048?l=lurveofherlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6727702538797748048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7096177410534393821&amp;postID=6727702538797748048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6727702538797748048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7096177410534393821/posts/default/6727702538797748048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurveofherlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-post.html' title='1st POST'/><author><name>Lurve of her life L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11031661458941739093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SVz4gYVSq8I/AAAAAAAAAew/cDyICv_TrHI/S220/DSC02812.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_J7QYFfLNw/SSrRZuKcXEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NxU9byUX5jg/s72-c/DSC02497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
